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Act 2: Blooming like a majestic flower Chapter 146: Call from the shadows

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    "Okay, let's end this topic. Don't talk about it any more. It's not good for us to speculate."

    ?? Stretching out one hand to rub the still stinging eyebrow, Nico stretched out the other hand with difficulty to stop Claire's behavior.  As if to interrupt some invisible threat, he waved his hands violently, rudely curbing Krell's narration.

    She felt that if she continued, there would be an unparalleled crisis waiting for her.

    Or maybe you feel a threat is nearby.  The premonition of crisis all over her body warned the girl not to mind her own business.  A certain kind of coldness and trembling that spread from her heart made her involuntarily refuse to hear any information about that person.  Refuse to accept any historical information about that person.

    Let him be buried in the past, forcibly pursuing him will only bring terror and coldness.  Her blind eyes and brain still in pain reminded her that she was just a mere mortal and had no qualifications to touch those things.

    Just thinking about it, I can feel the smooth and shuddering feeling when the tentacles of sea creatures crawl across the skin.  My throat felt like it was blocked and I couldn't make any sound.  Even the thinking in her brain nerves had a strange retention, preventing her from continuing to think in that direction.  Instinctively and physiologically, her subconscious was preventing her from thinking about it.

    She doesn¡¯t want to die yet.

    No, there is nothing terrible about death.  Death is not a threat to players.  So what are you afraid of?  It should be fear.  She doesn't want to face that kind of fear yet, she doesn't want to face that kind of despair that even the gods will sink into the abyss.

    Knowing just a little bit of the problem brought about such a cruel ending.  So what will be the sacrifice after knowing so much?  Are both eyes blind?  Were the hands and feet chopped off and made into adult sticks?  Has the body transformed into a monster?  Or is it like what the little girl said, if you continue to pursue it, you will face a death that is unbearable for humans?

    Just thinking about it made me feel a suffocating feeling sweeping through my body.  She could even see the illusion of death showing her a skeletal smile and strangling her throat tightly.  That is an illusion brought about by fear.  But Nico knew very well that if he continued to pursue the case, the phantom of Death would probably turn into a real giant hammer.  And a little girl would swing the hammer, bringing up a gust of fishy wind, and crack her head into pieces as easily as cracking hazelnuts.

    "Don't say any moreMr. Krellthis is not something we can touch"

    "Miss Nico? What's wrong with you?"

    Just thinking about it makes my chest hurt.  Under Claire's confused gaze, Nico was hunched over and panting like an asthma patient, his body shaking like chaff, and his pale face was covered with fine cold sweat.

    "Burn those scrolls, and then remove the magic circle. Just pretend that nothing happened." Fear will become more and more intense as time goes by.  Nico even felt her skull buzzing and trembling because of this unsteady choice, which made it impossible for her to think rationally and correctly.

    As long as she thought about the scene of the girl holding a giant hammer and smiling, her reason fell away as if it had been shattered by the giant hammer.  Body language becomes fragmented due to wavering.  It was definitely not because of the dwarf's power that she was afraid of the situation she was in now, but because the dwarf girl was so persistent and terrified towards the target she admired that she couldn't help but be afraid.  Even if she just thought about the smile on that little girl's face, she couldn't help but recall her initial panic.

    What would happen if the little girl found out about this conversation?  What if this conversation was misinterpreted by her?  What would happen to her if she found out about this conversation?  Will he die?  Will she kill him?  Or what will happen?

    "Um, Miss Nico, I'd like to take the liberty to ask, but I wonder if you can understand it. Is it possible"

    Claire on the opposite side seemed to have realized something, and his face immediately turned pale.  He swallowed subconsciously, adjusted the armor on his body uneasily, and pointed at the ceiling of the hall with a pale and thin finger tremblingly.

    Even if the whole room is illuminated by candles and oil lamps, it can't stop the darkness caused by a certain thought in these two people.  A cold and gloomy atmosphere gradually spread between the two people, like walking in a cold and damp mass grave late at night.  A breath as cold as ice and as gentle as a woman wrapped around their necks.

    The charcoal in the stove is burning cracklingly, and those bursting outThe sparks shot out were like twisted and terrifying smiling faces looking at the silent two people over there.  The products of these energies swayed in the air, twisting into various weird shapes.  Looking sarcastically at those humans who have no idea what fear is.  They are so slow that they don't even know that the tentacles in the shadows have touched their souls. They only know that it is meaningless to pursue some unknown truth.

    If you want to understand something, you have to sacrifice something.  This is the principle of the world.

    "No, I'm not sure, but we'd better not pursue it. Don't ask me why. Anyway, don't pursue it." The shaken alchemist shook his head in panic and said in a hurry: "Burn all the scrolls.  It¡¯s better to destroy all the magic circles. Don¡¯t worry about why, it¡¯s best to listen to me, really!¡±

    "Why? Miss Nico, is there anything wrong with this information?" Claire looked at the information on it and scratched his head in confusion, and said with some hesitation: "It's just information, isn't it? It's just information.  Just a batch of documents"

    "Don't worry about the useless stuff and burn it quickly! It's good for both of us!"

    "¡­¡­I see."

    This kind of behavior that was not in line with her usual image was naturally captured by Claire.  But the unusual frenzy made him think there must be something inside.  So he didn't ask any further questions.  After just saying a few words, he quickly wiped away the magic circle floating in the air, and threw all the scrolls into the burning furnace in the hall.

    What they didn¡¯t know was that in a corner behind the hall, a short figure made a dissatisfied cut.  Dragging a behemoth that obviously did not conform to normal proportions, it blended into the shadows with silent steps like a ghost.

    PS: The second update~Sorry for not having the third update~

    PS2: I think I should write about the depressing atmosphere
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