Quiet!

It's so quiet!

There wasn't a single sound along Kirk Street!

Even in winter, there is a lack of insect chirping, but there is definitely no shortage of dog barking, and those rats hiding in the gutter will make a rustling sound at night.

And at the moment, there is nothing.

There was only the sound of the three of them breathing-

Call!

Eli felt Walsh's breathing on his back, and goosebumps rose on his neck.

There was no heat in the breath.

Instead, there was a sense of coldness.

It's like a window with a leaky wind on a winter night.

Eli didn't move, but kept his pace and continued to walk forward.

And the hand of this part-time intelligence dealer slowly moved towards his arms.

But the next moment, he was caught.

It's Dr. Linster.

Dr. Linster reached out and grabbed Eli's other palm, which was like metal in an ice cellar, cold and strong.

Just by grabbing it, Eli can't break free.

"Eli, what do you want to do?

The dissection has just begun! ”

Dr. Linster whispered, grinning back to reveal sharp teeth.

……

Dr. Linster was dragged.

"Stop! Eli stop! ”

The doctor shouted.

Eli, however, turned a deaf ear.

On the contrary, the stalker's part-time intelligence dealer ran faster and tugged at the doctor's arm.

Dr. Linster was like a bouncy ball on a rope, constantly colliding with the obstacles around him.

Some are fence gates.

Some are trees.

Some are simply hard walls.

On the first blow, Dr. Linster's head was bleeding.

On the second blow, Dr. Linster's bones cracked.

By the third blow, Dr. Linster was already dying.

That doesn't end there, though.

Eli's mouth erupted with a strange grin.

"Hey, hey, hahaha, look ahead."

Dr. Linster struggled to lift his head.

He saw a galloping carriage.

And in front of the carriage was ......

His wife.

His unaware wife was moving on.

"Nope!

Stop it!

Stop it! ”

Dr. Linster let out a crush of collapse.

Eli's laughter grew sharper and piercing.

……

Walsh slowly pulled out the [Bone Sword], looking at Eli who was silently behind his back and just moving forward, the newcomer of the 'Pale Hand' did not hesitate.

Straight to the sword!

Burst!

Eli, whose neck had been pierced, was stunned and fell straight to the ground.

Dr. Linster on the side shouted questioningly.

"What are you doing?"

Without hesitation, Walsh struck another sword.

It's all fake anyway.

Don't worry.

The newcomer to the Pale Hand thought.

Dr. Linster fell to the ground with a sword, and his face was puzzled before he died.

And then......

The noise came, the dog barked.

"Murder!

Killed! ”

Everyone on Kirk Street was shouting, but there were no lights on at 2 Kirk Street.

2 Kirk Street, of course no one.

Because, the 'medium' is still at Caesar's Manor, and I met him there this morning.

Walsh thought to himself.

But, the next moment—

Squeak!

The door to Kirk Street 2 opened.

'Medium' Arthur. Credos walked out.

As he remembered, his gentle and youthful face was always smiling, and his eyes looked at him with curiosity and puzzlement.

It seems that he does not understand why he would kill people in the street.

However, when the 'medium' saw Dr. Linster's corpse clearly, there was a solemnity in his eyes.

"Why did you kill Dr. Linster?"

The 'medium' asked.

"Oh, it's just an illusion!"

Walsh swung his [Bone Sword] and slashed directly at the 'Psychic Medium' in front of him.

Then, it was knocked away.

The [Bone Sword] hovered to the ground and stuck beside him.

He himself was slumped on the ground, unable to exert any strength in his body.

"Vision?

What ignorance! ”

The 'medium' reprimanded, then dragged him to the two corpses and asked in a low voice, "If it's an illusion, can you feel the temperature in it?"

If it's a hallucination, do you feel pain? ”

The voice was low, but Walsh's eyes widened involuntarily.

He looked at Dr. Linster and Eli who were staring blankly.

He felt the pain in his body.

He raised his hand to touch the blood.

He felt the warmth in it.

"It's all true?

No, it's fake!

No, it's true!

This is...... Ahhh ”

Walsh held his head in his hands and wailed loudly.

And in this wail, the people around them disappeared one by one, and the streets and trees also dissipated, like smoke in the wind.

All that's left, 'The Medium'.

The 'medium' looked at Walsh, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he raised his hand and waved a rope to tie it up, and then kneaded it with the other two ropes.

At the end of the other two ropes are Eli and Dr. Linster.

The three people who were bound by the ropes were all glazed over, and saliva was still flowing from the corners of their mouths.

"One more!

The most important one!

You guys really surprised me!

But......

What has changed in the ending? ”

The 'medium' whispered, his gaze scanning back and forth over the faces of the three men.

"Eli already has a bond with that 'strap-on swordsman', and it's the best bait!

Linster is obsessed with his wife who is dead.

As for you?

Walsh, you're really talented and good to use.

So, the three of you, you won't die, I'll make good use of you. ”

As he spoke, the 'medium' picked up one end of the rope and dragged it towards a place in the darkness - in this darkness, as the 'medium' moved, it gradually lit up.

Thin cracks appeared in the darkness.

When these cracks are layered on top of each other, the whole darkness is like a shattered eggshell.

Syllable!

With a soft sound, it shattered directly.

The darkness receded.

The night sky appears.

At night, Kirk Street is quiet, and the occasional barking and squirming of dogs adds life to the street.

The 'medium' stood in the middle of Kirk Street, his hands dragging his body, his eyes scanning the street.

"It's a little worse!

Not perfect!

Poor vitality......

I hope you can surprise me, and the resurrected one is really easy for me to find. ”

The 'psychic' muttered to himself, but his eyes involuntarily looked at No. 2 Kirk Street, and the 'psychic medium's eyes immediately flashed with fear.

Especially when he saw the [Death Snake Banyan], the fear in his eyes deepened.

He knew some of the past of the Dead Poets Society.

He knows the story of the 'sacred tree' even more.

And Arthur's keeping this habit is enough to say something.

"It's really a terrible 'Son of Death', not only did he create a stand-in for himself to attract everyone's attention, but also quietly developed to this extent.

If I could, I really didn't want to be your enemy!

It's a pity that there are no ifs!

What you have is so appealing to me, it's like this immature 'sacred tree', it's so beautiful! I can't imagine what it will look like when it's ripe! ”

The 'medium' sighed, but before the exclamation fell, he heard a positive voice in his ears—

"Well, I'm looking forward to it maturing too, so ...... Why don't you use it as fertilizer? ”

(End of chapter)