Chapter 5: Who's Going to Kill Me?

Seeing Mark off, the captain of the Night's Watch came up.

"Your Excellency, I am Garrian Cassina, the captain of the Raven. This case, I am in charge. Have I approved my application to the Church of Light? ”

"I've heard of you." Albert nodded: "A few E-class [Heartbreakers] are not worth mentioning, what should be noted is the No. 233 anomaly [Music Box Puppet Dancing Queen] with a danger level of B." ”

Like a cat with its tail stepped on, Garion jumped up and shouted, "The goddess is above!" Why did the church ignore B-class anomalies? ”

The threat of a B-class anomaly is not low, which means that this weirdness has the power to destroy a town.

Normally, the two churches would not ignore this.

Albert pulled out a leather pouch from the long sleeves of his robe and handed it to Garion.

Turning the first page, Garian's expression was even more exciting.

"How is it that the combat power evaluation is A-level?"

Albert spoke: "Although she is very lethal, she can't move, and she has a strong sense of territory, very little territorial space, and the wonderful characteristics of not attacking ordinary people. Most of the time, this [anomaly] will not be triggered. Only if the intruder intends to forcibly take the music box, attempt to destroy it, or if it fits her mental definition of a dancer, will trigger her. ”

"Once triggered?"

"Even if the five tones are incomplete, if you don't dance to the beat, you can pass the test by dancing a random country dance. According to records, only an arrogant refusal to dance, or humiliating her to her face, triggering humiliating forbidden words such as 'ugly', will be relentlessly attacked. However, the range of attacks is limited to dance halls. When she leaves the ballroom, she returns to her calm state. ”

Garian quickly checked it and found that the dossier read: Ten years ago, due to the low aggressiveness of this [anomaly], the Church downgraded its risk rating to B, and removed the monitoring personnel, and only classified the castle as a no-go zone.

Garion also noticed that only the top half of the dossier was taken, and the bottom half was taken.

"Your Excellency, why didn't the Church seal it?"

Albert didn't answer directly: "You don't have enough authority." ”

"Understood. I will continue to focus on this case. ”

"Any idea?"

Garion shook his head, "No. But Mark Destini was the first to survive. That's at least a good start. I'm going to divide half of the people to protect the survivors, and the other half to ......"

"Nope! You don't have the right to search the castle. Suddenly, another unfamiliar voice came out of the church.

Garion was a little choked, just a little angry, and following the sound he noticed, a mysterious figure appeared in the shadow in the corner of the church. Most of the other party's body was blurred, like a shadow, and the only part of his chest that could be clearly seen with the naked eye had three golden feather ornaments.

Albert nodded in greeting.

Garion hurriedly saluted: "Then, I will protect the survivors, and then continue to hunt and kill from other aspects." ”

"Go ahead."

Garion bowed and retreated.

Waiting was boring, and Mark waited outside for Garion to come out.

"Mr. Destini, I know you are very nervous and full of questions. But now is not the time. If there is anything, wait until tomorrow when the official results of the church's handling come out. Get a good night's sleep first. ”

"Uh, I just want to ask, that [weird] won't get around me, will it?" Mark was really scared.

What to dance together for a lifetime, I shudder to think about it.

Garion smiled, full of confidence, and said with great certainty, "I swear in the name of the goddess of the night that you are safe. ”

Hearing this, although Mark was still full of questions, the big stone in his heart that was less to say in [tons] was finally put down.

Don't look at a group of magic sticks mysteriously hiding from him, if you are the one who was a little lacking in the eyes before, Mark may not be able to see that a certain traverser's heart is bright.

However, after tossing for most of the night, I was frightened.

As soon as he was safe, fatigue came flooding him, and he fell asleep in a dazed room in a church room.

After a deep sleep of revenge, Mark opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was the one who almost killed him last night-

Eight! Sound! Box!

The pattern, the color, the missing female doll on it, even if this thing is gray, Mark recognizes it.

"Ahhhh

He sat up in panic and suddenly wanted to get up, but his feet were too strong, and there was a throbbing pain in his brain, which made him lose his balance for a moment, and his weight fell back.

"Bang!"

He fell from the other side of the bed, his ass and back in close contact with the cold ground.

"What's the matter!?"

Almost the next second Mark let out a scream, a leather-clad Garion burst open the wooden door with a night watchman, their talisman daggers blessed with magical runes reflecting dazzling brilliance in the sunlight through the window.

Garion reacted so quickly, which gave Mark considerable confidence.

"Smack!"

Despite the pain affecting him, he immediately pressed one hand on the floor, sat up again, pointed to the head of the bed and shouted, "Music box! ”

Garian followed Mark's finger and saw nothing but an empty wooden bedside table.

"Where?"

"I saw it there just now."

Suspicious, the captain of the Night's Watch untied the straps on his back, shielded a small round shield with a diameter of forty centimeters in front of him, and after rushing to the door to more Night's Watchmen, the three of them cautiously approached the bedside table together, and used the tip of the short sword to open the drawer.

No.

Nothing.

One of the Night's Watch helped Mark to his feet, while the other Night's Watch continued their search.

There is really no place to hide in such a small room that is usually reserved for monks. The room is not exaggerated, only fifteen square meters, and there is no luxurious and complicated furniture.

An old mahogany bed, a knee-high bedside table, a simple wardrobe between the bed and the window, a small table at the window, a columnar hanger by the doorway and a shelf for a washbasin, no more than six drawers add up, and that's all.

Looking at the narrow air windows that no one could get through, and looking at the empty roof, the night watchman checked for ten minutes, but found nothing.

After holding it for a long time, Garion tentatively asked: "Could it be that you are mistaken?" ”

Facing a pair of suspicious eyes, Mark's face was quite bad, and he held back for a long time: "Just think I'm wrong." Sorry to disturb everyone. ”

"It's okay, we understand. After encountering the abnormality, many people will have an allergic reaction. Garion comforted him.

In another world, it's called PTSD.

The blazing sun outside the window shone on Mark's face, and it was hot.

In the fragmentary memories of the original owner, the Wright Empire was a country of divine monarchy, and the status of the two major churches of light and night was transcendent. On weekdays, even nobles don't dare to mess with the night watch. These guys can be so kind to this point, it just shows that he almost hung up This matter is really serious, and I don't know what the hell is involved behind it.

Exhaling a deep breath of turbidity, Mark sat on the bed, a little depressed: "If you have anything to ask, just ask, I know everything." I just want to know when I can be free. ”

Garian made a gesture, and most of the Night's Watch went out, leaving only two standing in the corner of the room. He pulled over a chair and sat back proudly, his hands resting on the back.

"When will you be free? It depends on when we catch that cult madman. ”

"Cult maniac?"

"That's right! There's a guy who's sent an anonymous letter to the Night's Watch headquarters in the city, announcing your death. ”

"Shhhh

With a gasp, Mark felt his scalp tingle and the back of his head tingling.

It's not an 'accident' at all!

This is pure, malicious, outright murder!

Mark's pupils shrank violently, then he lost focus, and his gaze drifted.

His face turned blue, and he searched for the shattered memories of the original owner, remembering who he had offended.

Garion encouraged him: "Don't be afraid! Church at Night will keep you safe. You take your time and retell the whole process from beginning to end, if you can. Well, start with any strangers you've been in contact with in recent times. ”

There is nothing to hide from the whole course of events.

Yesterday was August 12th, and to put it bluntly, two bored mystery college students, while bragging and farting in the tavern, came to an adventure of 'no risk' at the instigation of a strange adventurer named Parker. From getting to know Parker, to going home and rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find equipment and stealing guys, and then taking the car to this damn castle, the whole process is only four hours.

In order to pursue a sense of atmosphere, they even deliberately hid from the people in the town and made a night trip to the castle.

Then Parker, the culprit who instigated Mark to go on an expedition, hung in for some reason.

Around 20 years old, it is the most impulsive age, and it is ridiculous that two college students who do not worry about firewood and rice do this kind of thing in this strange and frequent world.

When you think about it, it's not something incredible.

When Mark told the whole story, it was obvious that the three night watchmen on the other side were struggling to hold back their laughter.

Fortunately, they were professional, and they didn't really laugh after listening to them.

"Your Excellency, can I know who declared me dead?"

Garion shrugged: "Who knows, there are so many cults. The madmen of the unorthodox sect all have a motive for sin. ”

This world is a world in which gods and monsters appear. As an orthodox sect recognized by mainstream countries around the world, there are the Church of Light and Night, the Church of the God of Storms, the Cult of the Mechanics, the Cult of the Goddess of Harvest, and so on.

On the other hand, there are a large number of chaotic cults.

Legend has it that in a war of the gods a thousand years ago, the gods of the orthodox sect defeated a group of evil gods, killed them or sealed them. However, the rest of the evils were inexhaustible, and in the development of the following millennium, cults composed of different doctrines and propositions appeared.

For example, with the [Seven Deadly Sins] as the core, the seven 'Deadly Sin Sects' that are more inclined to the camp of orderly evil.

Another example is the four 'sects of the apocalypse' that act in a more chaotic manner, wantonly spreading chaos and destruction, and taking the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse [plague, war, famine, and death] as their doctrine.

These cults are not affiliated with each other, and they are in chaos, and they have joined forces to attack the major countries and the Orthodox Church, and they have dog-eat-dog times.

These are only relatively large sects, and there are also small sects that believe in some powerful demons, or in great men who have stolen divine power during the Divine War and become gods as mortals.

Since this conspirator hiding in the shadows did not declare the name of the evil god he believed in, it was difficult to determine the goal. The four Apocalypse Sects that are simple and rude can only be roughly excluded.

Garion shrugged, "All right, sir. Do you think you have any reason why you have to be killed? ”

Mark hesitated: "Well, I thought of it, probably because of ...... I'm so handsome. ”

“……”

Afraid of the sudden silence of the air, Garion's face turned the color of pig liver in half a second, and the back of the chair he was holding made a "click" scream.

In the next second, two night watchmen in the corner pounced.

"Captain! Calm down! Calm down! ”

"If we kill the protected object, we'll be finished!"

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