Full moon.

Mercer slipped out of the soldiers' quarters quietly, without alerting anyone. Black-red filaments protruded from his feet, and then attached and rooted to the concrete wall on one side, and the ability to sprint was activated, and with a little force, it could become a position perpendicular to the wall.

"It feels really good."

Running gently in defiance of gravity, the slightly cold air plays a role in soothing the body and mind, and from time to time you can also do a charged jump and somersault. This feeling can be described by an advertising slogan for him, who was still a weak chicken among ordinary people before - this is sour, I can't believe it!

After running aimlessly for a while, Mercer didn't forget about his business because of the reality of a [sprinting] skill, but slowly stopped. On the high wall about ten meters above the ground, the filaments released by his feet and right hand penetrated deeply into the cement wall for more than ten centimeters, firmly fixing him to the wall; In his left hand, he held a worn-out pocket watch from a soldier and looked at the time.

'23:56, it looks like it's almost midnight. ’

After revisiting the previous plan in his mind, and feeling that there was no big problem, Mercer followed the road map he had memorized all day, and began to sprint again.

After some time, he reached his destination, the lawn where the children let out the wind during the day. It's just that before he could take a good look at what strange conditions would occur on the night of the full moon, his whole body shook, and then he almost lost consciousness and fell.

'This ...... This is?! ’

Before he could recover from his shock, he felt a sense of dizziness again, and the world in front of him shook violently, revealing a multitude of distorted ghosts—but that wasn't the end of it. The hallucinations were followed by another burst of magical sounds, as if an entire monastery monk was chanting Sanskrit in his ear, or a large number of priests speaking the Bible in different languages.

[It has been detected that the host is affected by the mainstream forces of the world, and since there is no force to resist for the time being, it is specially allowed to activate the mental protection function of this system - is it enabled?] ]

I have to say that at this time, the inorganic voice of the system sounded as pleasant to him as a fairy sound, and he hurriedly agreed in his consciousness, and then all kinds of strange hallucinations gradually subsided.

'It's horrible...... I didn't expect that even the original body might be mentally polluted. ’

A wave of fear welled up, and Mercer hurriedly moved up a few more meters, until he found a depression where he could stand—not that he didn't want to believe the system, but it would be fun if some unknown interference came and he accidentally fell.

With the physique of the original body, a height of more than ten meters is naturally no problem - after all, they all have special landing skills, and no matter how high they jump down in the game, only the ground and passers-by are injured. But the key is: first, his current physique is not comparable to Brother A's ability to cross the world as soon as he wakes up, and he struggles to jump up to two meters; Second, the problem of talent, special landing skills he has not yet mastered.

So if you don't pay attention and fall down like this, you won't fall to death, but it is estimated that you will have to fall a little crippled.

……

The night in Black Swan Harbor has always been quiet, and all that can be produced is the sound of patrolling soldiers boots, nurses drinking and playing cards, and the sound of restless rats.

In the past, Zakhwaki heard these trivial noises every night, day after day, and even the old soldier couldn't help but doubt all kinds of philosophical questions, thinking about loneliness, thinking about the meaning of life, thinking about what it means to be truly alive...... Ahem, it seems a bit far-fetched.

Tonight, however, Mercer felt that the voices had faded.

Obviously, as a prototype, the sound within a radius of at least fifty meters would not leak through his ears, but now listening to those noisy sounds is full of a sense of unreality—it is like listening to the sound of the water in the water, and seeing flowers in the fog.

"Squeak-"

Suddenly, in the corridor on the other side of the lawn, an iron door slowly opened, and the sound of some rusty doorshafts turning made him feel extremely real.

Renata, dressed in a pure white cotton dress, sprang out of it, her long white and gold braids fluttering, and her face was full of excitement—completely different from the restrained and silent appearance of the day.

She laughed, stamped her feet vigorously, waved her delicate arms, and whirled like a dance, and tears began to flow from her face; She knocked on the doors of the other children's houses, watched them through the cracks in the iron fence, and threw in some white wall skins as a teasing; She suddenly rolled onto the lawn again, and then laughed out loud, mocking and unwilling.

A faint night breeze blew, and the sounds that had been continuous until they were almost inaudible, and only this part of the entire Black Swan Harbor remained silent.

It feels like the noise has subsided and the show is about to begin.

After a little silence, Renata lay quietly on the lawn and did not move, but began to cry; The cry grew louder and louder, from a bitter cry at first, to a roar like a storm now. Mercer couldn't tell if it was crying or roaring, but there were clearly tears streaming down her face—but the expression was as hideous as the devil.

The ordinary concrete wall seemed to become strange at the moment when the 'cry' came out, and the voice of the little girl kept echoing here, the sound waves gradually weakened and became hollow, but new voices came out to fill it.

Wave after wave of sound blurred into a variety of melodious and high-pitched female chants, interweaving and reverberating, reminiscent of the unparalleled phantom of the resplendent opera house of many years ago, or the evil ritual incantations that have persisted for generations in the ancient caves covered with bats.

And under this qiē sound, in a trance, he heard the howling of the wind and snow outside the Black Swan Harbor and the cracking of the ice surface; The illusory black serpent rose from the ice, hovering through the gray black swan harbor, the scales and ruins scraping the sound of cymbals; On the pale blue glacier, there is a young man with golden eyes, walking and singing.

It is impossible to compare with ordinary symphony, it is a grander, more spectacular and gorgeous music, enough to make every listener forget to indulge, linger, and stop.

But at a certain moment, this beautiful and gorgeous qiē stopped.

Renata coughed in pain, her little chest rising and falling, thirsting for fresh air, her lungs pumping like a dying bellows between breaths, and her face turned purple from before.

Suddenly, it was as if a brilliant actor was suddenly pulled off the gorgeous stage, and then rolled back to the dust of the world from the altar of art

After a long time, when Renata got up from the lawn again, she seemed to change back to her original form, back to the lonely girl who was a little cautious. Timidly looking back and forth, she trotted in the other direction with a somewhat shy smile and the white corner of her little skirt.

It seems like nothing happened before.

"Hey, so good Lori turned out to be like this...... Mercer was a little stunned, indicating that he was almost frightened by this series of exaggerated actions. 'Could it be that under the full moon, there will be no other than werewolves and Lori?' ’

In any case, listening to such bizarre music is not the main purpose, just a bonus.

Climbing down the high wall, Mercer crossed the lawn to the hallway where the children's rooms were located, and after checking the order of the room numbers, he made his way to the one at the end.

The iron door was unusually heavy, and there was no gap in the door to peek into, but no matter how strong and tight it was, it was not locked.

"Ah, welcome, welcome, it's been a long time since there's a decent visitor here."

As soon as he pushed the door open, he was greeted by a large amount of potions mixed with a faint smell of blood, plus a very polite and relaxed word.

"Hello, it's an honor to be your visitor."

Mercer bowed slightly as a sign of politeness, and after observing the room, he also asked with concern, "Do you need my help?" You don't look good. ”

It's not just not good. The young man in front of him was dressed in a white restraint suit, firmly tied to a perforated chair with a belt, and there were some vague blood stains around him, which looked like a tragic word.

"No, no, thank you for your kindness." The young man's tone is still kind, which makes people feel like a spring breeze, "How did it feel about the previous performance?" ”

"Performance?" Mercer was stunned for a moment, saying that before he said that, it would not be Renata who was ......

"That's right, that's what you think~" The young man narrowed his eyes and smiled, covering up the fleeting cunning, and looked full of the innocence of the young man, "This is what I specially arranged for you~ The name of this song is - freedom." ”

"Freedom?"

"That's right, freedom."

(In short, each chapter is harder than the other......

I hope to collect more.,I think this book is pretty good, and I hope to recommend it to my friends.。 ）

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