Transmigrated as a Ghost

Marcus felt a sense of unease as he followed behind the blonde-haired captain whose name he found out was Emilia by thoroughly looking over her status.

‘Hopefully she can make this quick.’ Marcus thought as they entered a private meeting room.

He just wanted to get yelled at and finish up whatever meeting the guy he was possessing was supposed to be at.

Soon enough they came to a door which Emilia opened and walked into.

Looking around, Marcus saw that the room was fairly bare bones. With only a small wooden table with six chairs around it, and a couch pressed against one wall.

On the table the only thing was a metal pitcher of water with a few cups bedside it.

‘No one else is here? That does not bode well.’ Marcus thought.

He had figured there would be more people at this meeting, but since no one else was here he figured his absence had done more than just delay them.

Then to make matters worse, Emilia brought out a magic device shaped like and egg and activated it. Causing an area of silence to form around the room.

‘Damn, how loudly does she plan on yelling at this guy for missing one meeting that she needs to silence the room?!’ Marcus thought in astonishment.

Turning towards her he saw that she was frowning and tapping her finger in annoyance as she had before.

“You know you cannot keep being late to our meeting. Last time it was five minutes, but this time it seems you completely forgot.” She said with a raised eyebrow.

It was clear that she wanted an apology, so Marcus lowered his head a bit. and said, “I am sorry Captain. It will not happen again.”

Yet at this her angry demeanor shifted, and she started laughing.

At first Marcus thought that he had done something wrong in his apology, but it turned out that was not the case.

“Okay, I am not that mad. No need to be so formal when we are alone. Just don’t be late again” She said with a wry smile. “Now since you were so late, we only have about forty more minutes before my break is over. It has been ten days since our schedules last aligned, so let us not waste any more time.”

Flabbergasted, Marcus was not sure what was happening as he thought he was going to get chewed out for missing the meeting the guy he was possessing was supposed to be at.

Though when he looked up in confusion, the blonde captain just went over to the couch and laid down on it.

Still, Marcus was not sure what was going on, and at first wondered if she was just getting comfortable to start whatever sort of meeting these two were supposed to have.

“Oh, are you that tired today? Well, if you are, then I do not mind taking the lead for once.” She said as she got up off the couch.

Suddenly Marcus had a premonition of what might actually be happening here but shook his head thinking he must have been mistaken.

That was until Emilia started undoing the buttons on her uniform and looking at him with a sultry gaze.

‘No, this is not happening.’ Marcus thought, not wanting to believe the situation he found himself in.

But as Emelia exposed far more than a publicly acceptable amount of cleavage and placed her hands on the chest of the man Marcus was possessing, it was clear no amount of denial was going to change the situation.

Grabbing the blonde captain’s hands, Marcus stopped her from feeling up the body he was possessing, and quickly picked her up and threw her on the couch.

She looked incredibly surprised by this at first, but her smile quickly returned, and she said, “That is more like it. Are you getting into it now?”

However, her smile quickly faded into a look of worry as Enzo, the man Marcus was possessing collapsed onto the floor like a puppet whose strings had just been cut. Which was actually fairly accurate as Marcus had just unpossessed him.

And as she was about to get up to check on the unconscious body of her lover, she suddenly felt an immense weight pushing down on her soul that forced her to stop.

It was like a mountain had just been placed on her back and there was a string that could snap at any moment holding it up just enough to prevent her from being crushed.

Of course, this was what she felt like after Marcus exerted his phantom pressure on her to prevent her from moving.

‘Looks like I am going to have a change of plans.’ Marcus thought while sighing.

He figured that he would just ride out whatever sort of chewing out he was going to get, but there was no way he was going to go along with this.

It was completely wrong in multiple different ways, and there was no way he was going to do anything to betray his relationship with Mrazivý.

With his current target held in place by his phantom pressure, Marcus moved over to the silencing magic tool and checked to make sure that it was working well and had no chance of stopping.

‘Good, looks like she gave it enough mana to last for a little over an hour. That should do.’ Marcus thought after inspecting it.

Then he canceled his phantom pressure, but before the blonde captain could move, he made his spectral arm appear and grabbed her by the throat.

He pressed down hard enough to keep her from breathing so that she could not even attempt to cast a spell, and then began speaking to her with telepathy.

‘Hello there Emilia. I was hoping to keep using that puppet for a bit longer, but I frankly have some lines I will not cross. Now I have some questions for you. If you answer them all honestly, I will make sure you and your lover Enzo, get out of here alive. Jerk me around, and I will kill him. Do I make myself clear.’ Marcus said while trying to sound as evil as he could.

‘I don’t know what sort of foul monster you are, but both Enzo and I would die for our empire. Go ahead and do you worst.’ She said back over telepathy.

Sighing, Marcus had figured this would happen, which is why he did not try it from the start.

The soldiers of the empire seemed well trained against integration, and the only one that broke down last time was the youngest member who was obviously a greenhorn.

‘I am certain with her rank that she will know more about the leaders here. I need to find some way to make her talk.’

For a few moments Marcus pondered what to do, and eventually he repossessed Enzo’s body and shakily got up.

“Are you sure that you want that to be your answer. I am quite the nasty ghost you see. I have a skill that allows me to eat even the souls of those weaker than me. Right now, I have only put this man to sleep. But with just a few moments I can turn his very existence to oblivion. Then I can do the same to you. There will be no afterlife for you. Which as an apparition, I can assure you exists. I will simply make you both a part of me and get the information I want anyway.”