Once upon a time, there was a kind woman whose voice was so melodious and whose face was so beautiful. She helped the poor so they would not go hungry and advised the rich so they would not fall into depravity. The whole kingdom revered her as the 'Saintess', and even the young prince fell in love with her.

She followed ancient teachings, gradually filling the kingdom's people with hope for life. However, this period of peace was short-lived, as a plague struck the kingdom, killing countless people. Unable to bear witnessing the deaths, the saint broke with the teachings and used witchcraft to save the people.

Instead of thanking her, the people were enraged by her violation of the doctrine. One night, they bound her and burned her at the stake in the square. In the flames, the saint's face was no longer beautiful, her voice no longer melodious, while the people laughed with glee.

The saintess was enraged and began to curse.

“Foolish people, I curse you! Every night, when I am burned by flames, you will also suffer the burning pain of flames, turning into monsters in the flames. Only blood can bring you a moment of peace.”

The story is simple, like a fairy tale, but a cursed fairy tale.

Kuro explained the contents to those around him, and the others looked at it again. Kuro examined the plaque carefully for a while, then adjusted his glasses.

"Mr. Kuro, are you under too much pressure after the war ended? This isn't some complicated little language; it's a universal language. How could you possibly misread it?"

"Bullshit, this is clearly a story, there are no rules or laws here." Kuro said with unusual certainty.

This is what he saw.

"You, you!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw an elderly staff member at the gate pointing at him with an extremely terrified look, as if he had seen some kind of demon.

"Witch! You're a witch too!"

The old man charged forward menacingly, shouting, "Witches deserve to die!"

Bang!

Several staff members behind him pinned him to the ground.

"Nello, you're doing it again!"

"Exactly, you go crazy every time someone says that. Hey, look closely, this is the Navy."

"What witches? The kingdom is full of people like you. We can't even join the navy. It's infuriating."

"Witch! Witch!" The old man was pinned to the ground and unable to move, but he still raised his head and screamed at Kuro with a ferocious expression.

One of the staff members gave Kuro an apologetic smile: "My lord, I'm sorry, this old man has a crazy streak every now and then. You've seen the contents, I'll open the door for you right away."

"baffling..."

Kuro puffed on his cigar, exhaled a puff of smoke, and pointed his thumb at himself. "I'm a man, what witch or what? What's up with this old man?"

“Lieutenant Colonel, this old man often does this. Whenever someone comes over, and some people see this sign just like you, then the old man goes crazy. It’s quite normal.”

The lieutenant standing nearby said, then glanced at the plaque, "Speaking of which, why do we see different content? Is there some kind of mechanism? Or some kind of Easter egg?"

These words made Kuro narrow his eyes slightly.

Was he not the only one who saw it?

What exactly does this plaque mean?

"Yes, the door is open. Please come in."

At this moment, the staff opened the gate leading to the town and spoke to Kuro and the others.

Kuro shook his head and walked forward.

"strangeness..."

Lida followed behind him, tilting her head, looking deep in thought.

"What's wrong?" Kuro asked.

"No, I feel like I've seen that story somewhere before, but I just can't quite remember where."

Lida rubbed her head and frowned, saying, "Where have I seen this before...?"

"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. It's just a little story. What strange things could it contain?"

As he spoke, Kuro glanced back and saw that the old man's head was twisted back at an astonishing angle, his eyes were almost bulging out, his mouth was open, revealing a set of teeth that were missing several, and saliva was dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Witch!" he continued to shout frantically.

Kuro twitched the corner of his mouth, stopped looking at the old man, and entered through the gate.

Inside the gate, the scene was quite different from the desolate harbor behind. Tall buildings were filled with shops, and the clean stone-paved streets were bustling with pedestrians.

The eeriness unique to Gothic architecture fades away completely when surrounded by people.

"It's quite lively..."

Kuro smiled and said to the lieutenant, "Take me to the base first."

"Yes, please follow me."

The lieutenant saluted and prepared to lead Kuro forward.

"Hehehe, a bunch of guys I've never seen before."

Suddenly, a woman appeared in front of them.

The woman, with her hands behind her back, hopped around in a circle, then grinned at Kuro and the others, "Hello, I'm a tour guide from Tada Town. Would you like me to show you around?"

"Huh? A fishman?" Lida stared at her teeth, momentarily stunned.

The woman was very young, only in her early twenties, with long black hair and a lively face, but her teeth were like saw teeth, similar to those of a fish-man.

"No, no, no..."

The woman held up a finger to Lida and shook it, saying, "Just because someone has sharp teeth doesn't mean they're a fish-man. I'm a perfectly pure human."

"It's you again, Sipatia. Don't cause trouble here, get out of the way."

At this point, the lieutenant waved his hand impatiently, "Go find those tourists, we don't need a guide."

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