Who Let Him Play Yu-Gi-Oh! novel Chapter 589

Chương 589: Chapter 589: Human or Ghost?

"What?"

Mokuba was taken aback, not sure what he meant.

But Zigfried didn't explain further, just let out two unsettling, low laughs.

The next moment, the fire went out.

Darkness surged in like a tide, swallowing the furniture that had been outlined by the firelight. Even the faint moonlight from outside quickly faded, unable to penetrate the thick darkness.

"Zigfried?"

Mokuba stepped forward and turned the chair.

But it was empty.

Mokuba froze.

An indescribable cold wind seemed to creep through the villa's corners, gathering in the living room. The wind carried a bone-chilling cold, silently weaving between the furniture, lifting a corner of the curtain. Every object seemed to come alive, making low, eerie noises.

It was irrational, but Mokuba felt as if there were people laughing in the wind—sharp and sinister—or maybe crying.

He shuddered, stepping back. Glancing at Kira behind him, he felt a little more secure.

"What's going on?" Mokuba said. "Where is he?"

Kira didn't answer. He walked to a table and gently pinched the surface, leaving a mark in the thick layer of dust.

"Dust," Kira said.

"So he's just not a tidy person?" Mokuba said.

But he realized that couldn't be right. Zigfried Lloyd was a traditional noble, meticulous about elegance and cleanliness, always carrying a flower—he should be very particular about hygiene.

"No, only a long-uninhabited place would have this much dust," Kira shook his head.

"Huh? But we just saw—"

Mokuba trailed off.

He remembered the fire suddenly going out, Zigfried vanishing from the chair, the signs of long neglect, and the chilling wind that sounded like wailing.

The more he thought, the more creeped out he felt. He moved closer to Kira and whispered, "So… what did we see? A person, or a ghost?"

Kira gave him a sideways glance. "President Kaiba firmly believes in science. Don't you?"

"I do. But science isn't about dogma." 1

Mokuba replied.

"After all, the existence of the afterlife and spirits has been proven, right? Like how Yugi had another Yugi in his body—a three-thousand-year-old ghost. We even spent so much time with him." 1

"True," Kira nodded.

Indeed, the whole Yu-Gi-Oh! story began with the tale of a three-thousand-year-old soul. Ghosts aren't that unusual in this world.

"But don't worry, ghosts aren't scary," Kira said.

Not every ghost had the Pharaoh's combat power.

By now, the clear night sky had grown overcast. The last sliver of moonlight was hidden behind clouds.

A bolt of blue lightning split the sky beyond the forest, illuminating half the night. For a flash, a woman stood in the corner of the hall, her face ghostly pale in the lightning.

Mokuba cried out, but after the thunder rolled and he looked again, the corner was empty.

"This house is seriously haunted!"

He shrank behind Kira.

Suddenly, Zigfried's voice echoed through the empty mansion.

"Seto Kaiba can't even be bothered to come himself. Fine, I understand.

He thinks his brother and a hired hand are enough to deal with me? The man who should have been his greatest rival?"

Another flash of lightning.

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