Chapter 74

"Are they still alive?" Miel asked with difficulty, "Or should I ask, are their bodies still intact?"

"I'm not sure," Cthulhu replied calmly. "In short, all the smells are there, and all the answers are there. When you're ready, I'll take you there—if you decide to seal it, I'll need you."

Miel knew that what Cthulhu needed was not him, but the pool of magic power that belonged to Cthulhu in him.

Obviously, this part of Cthulhu's body that has awakened is still unable to drive Cthulhu's entire magic pool, and can only be done through him as an agent.

Miel didn't know how the contract between him and Cthulhu worked, but from the results, he seemed to have become Cthulhu's exclusive steward, but the one he managed was magic power instead of money.

Miel thought briefly and made a decision: "Let's go now. The Shoggoths will stay here and wait for us to return."

He didn't think a huge, ancient mass of slime could play any role in the past, let alone that they were also the monster's prey.

The nun in a black robe said "OK" in a loli voice, and just as she finished speaking, she collapsed into a black mass on the ground.

Cthulhu picked up Miel, jumped over the ground covered with lumps, and came to the door.

Almost as soon as I walked out the door, I heard Dingdel's voice: "Miel, no matter where you go, take me with you."

Miel hooked Cthulhu's neck and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

In the dim corridor, Tyndall, dressed as a priest, walked slowly with a lantern emitting a faint blue light in his hand. Every step made the old wooden floor creak.

Miel didn't want anyone other than Cthulhu to accompany him into danger, including Dindel. But Dindel wasn't Rocas, much less a Shoggoth, so he couldn't give him direct orders. He could only emphasize, "What we're about to do is very dangerous, a danger that ordinary high elves would be helpless against."

"I'm not ordinary, you know," Tyndall responded.

...Yes, there is also an old day behind you.

Miel was still thinking about how to respond when Cthulhu had already raised his legs and walked forward, saying as he walked: "I didn't stop anyone from following me. If you can keep up, follow me."

After he finished speaking, he came to the stairs, jumped down with Miel in his arms, leaped across the entire flight of stairs, landed lightly, then strode out the door and took off!

Miel: “…”

As expected of Cthulhu, which is a fusion of Hyrum, his actions are so decisive and efficient.

[If you don't want to take him with you, then don't waste your time talking to him.] Cthulhu directly transmitted his voice into Miel's mind, [As my agent, I don't expect you to spread terror for me, but don't take others too seriously.]

Miel raised the corners of his lips and responded with a smile: "With you by my side, you can make the decisions I can't make for me."

Cthulhu hummed and said nothing more.

What the two of them didn't know was that after being left behind, Dindel sighed and chanted an ancient spell on the spot.

Black mist emerged from the soles of his feet and climbed up his body until it swallowed him whole.

A thick black fog obscured the light from the lantern, and as it gradually dissipated, Tyndall was nowhere to be seen.

The dark elf in priest attire disappeared.

But then, accompanied by a brilliant white light, a hand that looked like a human but had sharp nails, opened a gap out of thin air and came out.

The palm was a dark blue color like a corpse's. Its owner struggled through the gap emitting a strange white light, from an unknown space to the corridor of Yuecheng Hotel.

Its body structure is similar to that of humans, but different. Its upper body is stronger than humans, but hunched like an old man. Its pair of eyes, which are similar to those of humans, emit a faint light, and its mouth is more like that of a wolf.

It stands on two feet, and its bluish-black skin has the texture of rubber.

It spoke in a rapid, sobbing voice: "Food... the taste of food..."

It bent down completely and used its powerful claws to dig up the wooden floor of the corridor. It saw a spacious space under the wooden boards, with several human corpses placed inside.

"Food..." It planned to jump into this space and enjoy these corpses.

But at this moment, the door of Miyer's room creaked open, and black masses rushed out, piling up together and making childish voices that did not sound like human voices.

"Don't destroy..."

"The master's residence."

"Someone is invading..."

"Eliminate the invaders."

“Eat it.”

"Tickley!"

The clumps quickly merged into a tentacle, reaching out towards the unknown humanoid monster and wrapping around its ankle.

Immediately afterwards, more tentacles rushed to wrap around it.

The mass with countless green eyes connected into a whole, drowning and swallowing the monster like the sea, along with the human corpses under its feet.

After a while, the black ocean receded and turned back into scattered masses.

The corridor was clean, there were no more monsters or corpses, even the floor was intact.

The last mass to enter the door extended a slender tentacle, wrapped around the door handle, and closed the door.

"Squeak—bang."

The door was closed and the whole hotel was quiet, as if nothing had happened.

…

Cthulhu held Miel horizontally and flew to a huge building complex.

The building looks very dilapidated from the outside, as if it has been abandoned for many years.

“It feels like a factory,” Miel said. “I don’t know what it does.”

Were the slaves brought here for forced labor?

Cthulhu had already landed, but he had no intention of putting Miel down. He just carried him horizontally into the abandoned factory. At the same time, several soft lights floated around him.

However, just a few steps inside, they heard a call.

"Miel."

Tyndall's voice.

Miel turned his head in disbelief and saw Dindel holding a lantern against a rough wall.

Miel didn't know how he followed here... Wait, is this person really Dindel?

"Father Dindel?" Miel called out tentatively.

Tyndall walked towards the two men and replied calmly, "It's me. I'm sorry if I scared you. I didn't mean to follow you, but my Lord directed me here, and it just so happened that you and your guards appeared here."

Miel frowned.

Can the god behind Dindel control his whereabouts?

Can His sight penetrate dreams and reality, and penetrate all space?

However, compared to what they were about to face, this didn't seem like a problem.

Miel quickly gathered his thoughts and spoke up, "Father Dindel, I don't know how you ended up here, but since you're here, I hope you're capable of protecting yourself. I'll do my best to protect you, but no one knows what will happen next. After all, we're facing the unknown."

Dindel was silent for a moment before responding, "Miel Akunila, you don't have to worry about me. I am willing to die for you."

Miel: "Please stop saying things that could lead to misunderstandings. Father Tyndall, I still respect you, but you are not my parents, much less my lover. There is no reason for you to die for me. I know you just want to help your god get my soul, but I have already given my soul to another god. So, please stop wasting your time and life on me. It's not worth it."

Dingdel sighed when he heard this: "Miye, you really... misunderstood me."

Miel ignored him and looked at the wall behind him: "Cthulhu, put me down, I want to see something closer."

"Okay." Cthulhu put Miel down.

Miel walked towards Dingdel, but when he passed by him, he brushed past him without hesitation, walked to the wall behind him, and looked at it carefully.

This wall gave him a strange feeling. It didn't exist to divide the space, like a load-bearing wall.

However, its position is very abrupt compared to the real load-bearing wall, and its shape is also very rough, as if it was hastily added later, and there are signs that it has continued to widen to both sides.

It's like it was built temporarily to block something, but the plan was forced to be cancelled for some reason.

Cthulhu shifted his gaze from Miel to the wall and added, "The smell of the wall doesn't fit in with the overall environment. It might have been built recently."

"Are there any other similar walls?" asked Miel.

Cthulhu raised his head and looked forward: "It's all in front."

Miel followed his gaze and indeed saw several equally strange walls.

Even the front wall is more finished.

There were signs of burning on one of the walls, and scattered around were some unbuilt stones, bricklaying tools, and... broken glass.

Miel was about to go over to check when Cthulhu suddenly reached out and stopped him: "Wait, there's something."

Miel stopped and saw a black mass crawling out from behind the wall.

It has a single glowing green eye.

"Shoggoth?" Miel said uncertainly.

Cthulhu did not respond, but he did not withdraw the hand that was blocking him.

A creature that looked like a Shoggoth noticed the three people's presence and turned its green eyes towards them.

Then, he crawled towards them.

In this process, Miel saw——

Unlike the shoggoth that had snuck into his room, it actually had limbs.

The slender limbs covered with gray hair look like the forelimbs of a mouse, crawling on the ground as the body wriggles.

Halfway through its climb, it turned around, revealing something like a fin on the side of its body.

Then, he turned around again, with his back to the three people, revealing his ruptured stomach, which contained a half-digested unknown object.

Next to this stomach, a bloodshot white eyeball rolled, its black pupils fixed on the three people.

This eyeball clearly does not belong to a Shoggoth.

"Master...don't...come over here...Tickley."

The black body trembled slightly and made a cry that was familiar to Miel.

Almost as soon as the voice fell, a sticky tentacle swung out from the depths of the factory, wrapped around the creepy creature, and dragged it out of the sight of the three people.

Miel suppressed the churning in his stomach and grabbed Cthulhu's arm: "...Cthulhu, take me and catch up!"

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The author has something to say: Guess what appears in this chapter?

↑Having said that, there are very few people following the update (I saw only 5 subscriptions for the previous chapter in the backend), so I can only hope that after I finish this volume, people who see this will come and guess.

I never thought I could write a v-story into a stand-alone story. Sure enough, sweet and refreshing stories are more suitable for serialization. Next time, I'll write some sweet and refreshing stories that are convenient for the protagonist to show off [covering my face with laughter and tears]