Chapter 69 069 Storm
The crimson mist was swept up by the hurricane, and along with the wind generated by this supernatural power, it crashed into the wall with terrifying force, causing the concrete wall to emit an ominous and subtle cracking sound.
Glass, which is far more fragile than walls, shatters into tiny fragments mixed with dust almost instantly upon impact with strong winds. These fragments are then swept up by the wind, leaving a trail of scratches on the corridor walls.
The strongest impact was only momentary; the wind force afterward was far less than at the beginning, barely preventing the building from collapsing completely.
Even so, those subtle sounds did not disappear, but continued to assert their presence.
"Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde" is not the most dangerous, solid, dark red, but a strange hue between scarlet and pink—which means the fog is not deadly.
In some ways this is normal, because Christie can't get information out of corpses—at least as far as Holmes knows, Christie has no intention of contacting DeCarson Carr at the moment—so they can't launch an indiscriminate, lethal attack on the clerks' location.
On the other hand, Christie's own morality (or rather, death aesthetics) did not allow her to commit such a "boring" act of slaughter.
"A well-planned death should be logical and aesthetically pleasing," was Christie's mantra.
As Balzac carried Holmes toward the center of the attack, he listened to Holmes's rambling all the way. His expression twisted as he looked at the guy on his shoulder, who was talking in the strong wind and the large amount of poison gas contained in the wind, and hesitated to speak.
Even if you're not afraid of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, this behavior is still too arrogant.
Even Balzac would now choose to stop breathing to avoid suspicion.
Although Balzac didn't know where he would be damaged even if he inhaled the nerve gas "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde," after thinking for three seconds, he decided it was best not to take any risks and that stopping breathing was the simplest and clearest solution.
Since he won't inhale these toxic gases if he doesn't breathe, there's no need to find out how these gases actually affect him.
Seemingly having guessed what Balzac was thinking, or rather, having absolutely guessed what Balzac was thinking, Holmes spoke against the wind: "If an ordinary person stops breathing, they certainly won't be afraid of nerve gas. After all, there's no clear record of this gas causing damage to a corpse."
"Stop talking nonsense, which way are you going?" As he spoke, Balzac's waist skin began to twist and writhe, as if something beneath the skin was trying to tear it open and see the light of day again. "Speak human language, speak quickly."
“The second corridor on the third floor to the west.” Holmes’s expression turned serious, and he spoke rapidly. “From where you are, the shortest path is to break through the left wall and jump directly to the third floor on the opposite side.”
"learn."
The abdomen, which should be entirely composed of fat and muscle, began to swell, and the traces of bones beneath the skin became clearly visible. These "bones" on the left side of the abdomen suddenly extended, and the skin was torn to an impossible distance without leaving any marks. They slammed into the wall beside the body with terrifying force.
The wall and the steel that Kasimov had fixed to the inside of the wall were blasted open by this blow, creating a huge hole. Balzac turned without hesitation, his calves also began to twist and contort, propelling him directly out of the hole.
Flying in mid-air, Balzac extended his right hand—which he hadn't used to restrain Holmes—and after a series of ergonomically designed extensions, he easily grabbed a window on the third floor opposite and pulled himself across.
Holmes, who had been jostled around quite a bit on Balzac's shoulders, finally breathed a sigh of relief. "So, why weren't you chosen by the Smiling Merchants' Guild back then? Your abilities are just too perfect for their tastes."
No matter how you look at it, he has superpowers that scream "blasphemy" and "madness." Born in Europe, he was able to legitimately and cleanly enter the ASA without being snatched away by the Smiling Merchants... To be honest, Holmes is quite curious about how Balzac did it.
Balzac's intelligence was so tightly controlled that even Sherlock Holmes could only glean a few whispers of it.
Balzac responded with a cold snort, "You guessed right, is that enough?"
Holmes blinked: "Of course."
—That's right, even Sherlock Holmes could only glean some rumors, some true and some false. But these rumors... were enough for Holmes to deduce the real conclusions.
Having verified his reasoning, Holmes was satisfied. For the rest of the time, he did nothing more than point out directions and remained obedient, just as if Dr. Doyle's baldness was a hoax.
They ran wildly in the direction Holmes pointed out, breaking through two walls along the way before finally arriving at the location Holmes had mentioned.
When he arrived, he saw a figure wearing a gas mask, presumably Hemingway, and Kasimov fighting (presumably) with a golden boy who was tightly holding his head and dancing the tango (presumably).
Besides that, there was James Barry floating not far away, waving one hand toward Hemingway and the other toward Kasimov.
On the surface, the situation appears to be that Exupéry is riding on Kasimov's neck, his hands around Kasimov's eyes, and his legs locked in a less-than-perfect joint lock.
Despite appearing weak, Kasimov exerted so much force that the veins on his arms bulged, yet he couldn't elicit a change in Exupé's expression. Even when he controlled the surrounding steel to stab at Exupé—and it hit him squarely—Exupé still didn't react in the slightest.
Strangely, Hemingway, who seemed unburdened by anything, stood idly by while Kasimov stood not far from him.
Of course, Balzac also admitted that Kasimov's appearance was quite comical and made him feel no sense of danger. But that was no excuse for Hemingway to stand idly by.
So, is it just that they appear to be "unbound"?
Upon seeing Balzac, Hemingway's expression improved somewhat (though Balzac couldn't see him). His shoulders and shoulder blades trembled slightly without moving, and then he shouted, "Kasimov is fine, the troublesome one is the one who can fly!"
Just before Hemingway spoke, Balzac astutely noticed that he was supposed to raise his hand. However, his arm seemed to be fixed in place, and only his shoulder and shoulder blade moved slightly.
Seeing Barry's troubled expression and Eksuppe's nonchalant continued restraint of Kasimov, Balzac instantly realized what was happening.
This is the "delaying force".
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