20 The crisis of Mr. Pastor
"I don't know the answer to this Kingdom's secret. Catherine whispered, "If we had known the details, His Majesty would not have let us go." β
"You lie. Busso's upper and lower lips opened and closed twice, and he said three words very clearly. But strangely, the goblin scholar's fingers were in his mouth, and there was not the slightest sign of being bitten.
Catherine had a vague hint of conjecture in her mind, but then she explained to herself that perhaps because the goblin scholar was an undead and had no real entity, his fingers would not be bitten.
Ace noticed something strange too, and he stepped forward curiously, learning from the old professor to stick one of his fingers into Busso's mouth.
"Be careful. Catherine reminded As, "This metal jaw can bite off your fingers. β
"Hee-hee-hee. Busso let out a strange and exaggerated laugh, which was not his original voice at all, "Old professor, you are not watching the performance on the side, why bother to make trouble yourself." β
Busso opened his mouth mechanically to speak, his lips completely ignoring As's fingers, as if there was no foreign object in his mouth.
His mouth didn't move at all. β
"Illusion!"
Ace and Catherine said at the same time.
"Hmph, do you want to probe into the secret again? The goblin scholar pulled out his finger, turned and walked towards the wall, where he disappeared.
"The boring old pedant is so boring. Busso's face was hazy and changed, gradually revealing a face with heavy makeup, "You two lucky people, you even have such things as artificial fog spirits, and you really have a lot of secrets on your body." It's interesting, it's interesting, it's obviously a guy who doesn't have much strength, but he can survive until now. I'm looking forward to your performance now, oh hehehe. β
Catherine had already recognized that the bewitching face belonged to the third executive committee member of Corner City, Feishuang. Fei Shuang's laughter was piercing and arrogant. Busso's skull, along with her laughter, began to grow colorful mushrooms. The mushrooms grew bigger and bigger, and then burst one after another, and countless mosquitoes, flies, bees, butterflies, moths, beetles, cockroaches, and so on flew out of them, and countless insects of different sizes and colors.
Catherine believed that there were more species of these bugs than she had ever seen in an encyclopedia. The bugs are constantly flying out and making a "buzzing" sound. In less than a few seconds, the entire space in the alchemy room was filled with them.
At this moment, Catherine could not see anything in front of her eyes, and the sky was full of insects as if a thick fog obscured people's vision. Suddenly, a creepy sensation spread throughout Catherine's body.
"Damn, the bugs must have crawled into my clothes. The more Catherine thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. All kinds of itchy and painful sensations, like mushrooms growing on Busso's skull, emerge on every inch of skin.
The alchemy chamber was now a sea of insects, and the waves of insects were constantly surging towards Catherine. Catherine waved her arms to block the bugs that crashed into her face. But there are so many of these bugs that you can catch a handful of them in the air.
Catherine tried to cast several spells to ward off the flying insects, but the sound of "buzzing" wings made her completely unable to concentrate. She opened her mouth to call As, and a large number of insects instantly poured into her mouth.
Catherine was sick and wanted to vomit, but the bugs ran down her throat and crawled desperately into her stomach. Catherine was going crazy with so much discomfort that she felt like there were bugs crawling in and out of her nose, ears, and even eyes.
"If you have a knife in your hand, ending your life is the best option. Desperate thoughts popped into Catherine's head.
"Bang" Just as Catherine was on the verge of collapse, there was a flash of brilliance. Catherine opened her eyes and saw that she was back in the space of the dinner party, and the insects and the alchemy room were gone, and Ace sat at her feet panting.
There was scattered applause not far away, and the committee members of the corner city applauded at the banquet table. Catherine's feet went limp, and she sat down on the ground.
"Mr. Ace is very smart. Mrs. Visie smiled and said to the councillors, "But, as a spectator, you shouldn't be involved in the second level. β
"I didn't do anything, I just changed my tricks. The bewitching Fei Shuang looked like "I'm not wrong", "The old pedant didn't go in and have a good time, but talked about me." β
Fei Shuang raised her left hand, clenched her fist in a half-fist, looked at it carefully and put it down, and continued to polish her already smooth and shiny nails with a file.
"What kind of attitude do you have? Master Mermo coughed heavily, "Mr. Professor is only recording as a bystander, and he has not directly influenced the plot of the second level. It's completely different from what you're doing. β
"I just think they're playing too easily. Who knew they even had such a thing as an artificial fog spirit, and they ran out of the pinch without much fighting, how boring it was. Fei Shuang propped her chin on the edge of the table and blew on her small file with her mouth as she spoke, as if the surface of the knife was full of nail dust.
In fact, the small file was as smooth as new, and the frost was blown for a long time, but no powder was blown out. However, Master Mermo, who was sitting opposite Fei Shuang, squinted his eyes from time to time, and he kept waving his hand in front of him, and his movements became bigger and bigger. Finally Master Mermo coughed violently, and it seemed as if a whole bag of flour had been poured directly on his head, choking him on his breath.
"That's enough, Lady Frost. Mr. Hunting, who was sitting next to Master Mermo, shouted coldly. I saw him take a deep breath and his chest bulge unusually.
"Whewβ" Mr. Hunting exhaled as he exhaled towards Frost opposite. This breath was long and long, mixed with a faint red, like a looming transparent red scarf floating towards Fei Shuang.
The long hair in Fei Shuang's ears danced up and down, as if she was in a breeze. The small silver bells on her pointed hat also "jingled" endlessly.
But Frost didn't enjoy the breeze at all, as she began to sneeze incessantly. The air soon filled the air with a pungent smell of chili peppers.
"Whoosh" Fei Shuang disappeared from her chair, and then in the space five or six meters away, dozens of identical Fei Shuang suddenly appeared in a staggered manner. They may stand alone, sit casually, or two people holding hands, or three or four people in a circle back to back, in different postures. But they had one thing in common, they both had angry faces and vicious stares at Mr. Hunting.
"Hunting, do you want to challenge me for the position of third executive committee today?" all Fei Shuang raised their small files in their hands at the same time, pointing at Mr. Hunting.
"No, I'm not interested. Mr. Hunting stroked his mustache, "Unless you want to compete with me, but unfortunately I have run out of chili powder, and other condiments may not be to your liking." β
"Haha, what you said doesn't count. Fei Shuang smiled nervously, "I know you've been thinking about the fifth bell, and now is your chance." β
After Fei Shuang finished speaking, another Fei Shuang came out of behind her. Judging from the number of people alone, it is simply a force composed of Fei Shuang.
"Ms. Fisher, please return to your seat. Don't do anything that is dishonorable in front of our honored guests. Seeing that the situation was about to escalate, Lady Vicie finally spoke unhurriedly, "Remember to apologize to Master Mermer, the master did not have a good temper in his early years. β
The corners of her brows twitched inadvertently, and they all turned their heads to look at Lady Vicie, who smiled in return, as if communicating with an old friend. The two of them looked at each other for a few seconds, and the many Fei Frosts in the space suddenly shattered and disappeared like bubbles. Fei Shuang pouted and walked to her seat.
Master Mermo had calmed his cough, and two hands reached out from the darkness behind him, gently patting his back.
"Alas, Frost, because of your actions, Mr. Ace accidentally triggered the regression mechanic. This affects the overall assessment of the Kuhl Mercenary Group in the second round. Odds everywhere are now chaotic as a result. Master Mermo didn't wait for Fei Shuang, who had returned to her seat, to open her mouth to apologize, and then sighed, "You did make it difficult for them to break through. But you're also breaking the rules, you're making things that don't exist in their memories. That's why Mr. As, in order to eliminate the source of your illusion, threw Busso's head into the alchemy furnace. This would have almost never happened. The logical outcome should be that they return to the ground and continue the battle with the Bluestone Legion that has broken out of the fog. β
Master Mermo said this, and reached out and snapped his fingers. Catherine's back was lit up, and it became Mosi Town again, and Fee's figure appeared in front of everyone.
The poor priest did not yet know what was going on in the basement, and he still stood outside Busso's house, looking warily in the direction of the entrance to the town. The fog in the distance had almost dissipated, and more and more hoplites came out of the fog. They began to regroup, and it seemed that they were about to move towards Fee's side.
Knowing that the crisis was coming again, Ferry ran into Busso's cabin as fast as he could, pulling up the raised floor that opened the tunnel entrance to the alchemy room.
But underneath the raised floor, it turned into black dirt. Ferry couldn't believe his eyes, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, walked over to the dirt and jumped twice.
Really, there is no entrance at all, it is a real dirt floor.
Oh my God, how did they get down?
Ferry slapped his forehead, dumbfounded. He slumped to the floor, hearing the sound of neat footsteps getting closer.
Both Catherine and Ass realized the seriousness of the problem, and they hurriedly stood up and rushed towards Ferry without continuing to rest. It's just that no matter how the two of them run, they can't get back to Ferry Phyll. Ferry and them were separated by an invisible wall.
"Captain Catherine, please don't waste your efforts. Gray Cloud seemed to be a little overwhelmed, and kindly reminded the two, "To be precise, you and Mr. Ferry are in two different spaces, the Gray Realm and the Brave Paradise, respectively. Now that you're out, there's no way to get in again. Busso's underground alchemy chamber was created based on Mr. As's memories. As soon as Mr. Ace leaves the gray realm, that scene will naturally disappear. β
"Stop talking nonsense! If that's the case, these hoplites should disappear together!" Ace yelled angrily.
"I'm not talking nonsense. Gray Cloud said calmly, "It seems necessary to explain to the two of you how the gray realm works. First, the gray realm does not create events or objects that do not exist in memory. For example, in your memory, you don't know how Busso detonated the alchemy room. When you return to the alchemy room, you'll see Busso standing there doing nothing. Because Mr. As's memory does not know what Busso did. Second, when the owner of the memory leaves the gray realm, the things that are produced by the memory will also disappear at the same time. Like the alchemy room and the underground passages. β
"But what is the situation of Mr. Feeley?" Gray Cloud turned to bow slightly to Frost, "Unfortunately, Lady Frost, I have to say that it is your responsibility. β
Frost turned her face away and yawned. She was now back in her chair, grinding her nails listlessly.
"The Paradise of the Brave is a place for the brave to show off their bravery. Grey Cloud continued, "As Master Mermo said, the normal process is that you should go through battles with the Bluestone Legion and Busso's puppet forces before you can get out of the Grey Realm. Personally, I suspect that there will be a spatial door at the entrance of the town to provide you with a way out. This is also in line with Mr. As's memory, your experience in Mosi Town. However, there are some unstable spatial nodes in the gray field, and these nodes require special methods to trigger. Untriggered spatial nodes, even we don't know where they are. That's why we also call these nodes a random regression mechanism. β
"Because these nodes are unstable, once triggered, some of the domain space near the nodes will be detached from the space as a whole. This has led to the current result - the two of you have triggered the random regression mechanism, not only leaving the gray realm, but also because of Mr. As's exit, a small part of the space has disappeared. In fact, in the previous editions of Paradise for the Brave, there were only a handful of Heroes who triggered the return mechanic. After all, the meaning of the Paradise of the Brave is embodied in battle. No brave man would want to come out of it in a clever way. And the three of you have encountered a situation that I have not seen at least in my memory. I don't know, should I say that the two are lucky, or that Mr. Ferry is unlucky?"
Catherine was no stranger to both, both as a mage and as a magician, so she could immediately understand Grey Cloud's narrative. It's just that if they had known the details earlier, they might not have easily separated from Ferry and Ferley. But at the moment, he can't give any help to Ferry who is in Mosi Town.
"The brave is not stupid, knowing that he is invincible, he still has to fight to the death, that is just a senseless sacrifice. Those who make such senseless sacrifices are not qualified to be called brave at all. As's mood was terrible, and Gray Cloud's last words irritated his nerves even more, making him extra annoyed, "I only admit that it only makes sense when one's sacrifice is in exchange for the lives of many more. And such a person deserves the title of brave. I am very fortunate to have met such a truly brave man in my life. β
As's face darkened instantly, and he remembered the anvil, their brave and fearless companion. Could it be that after the death of the anvil, the mercenary group will soon lose the next member?