Chapter 35: The Rarity of Crossbows
"Ha ha ha ha--"
The sound of horses' hooves grew closer, but what X and Sancho heard first was a familiar laugh.
"Sancho, doesn't that sound familiar?"
"It looks like Heathcliff?"
No sooner had Sancho finished speaking than the true nature of the sounds of hooves and laughter was revealed, led by Heathcliff of the Wild Hunt, a long-haired, dark-skinned man carrying a coffin.
Is this the version with the personality card? What's going on? Why is Suneo making a grand entrance in England, laughing hysterically?
A wild laugh echoed across the wilderness, accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves, until the source of the laughter saw two people staring at him with expressions of utter disbelief.
He swallowed his laughter, and the Wild Hunt behind him stopped and paced back and forth. The ghosts, whose faces were not visible, followed their leader and surrounded the two of them.
His long, unkempt hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and Heathcliff, with one eye covered, dismounted nimbly and walked toward the two of them.
This was his first direct encounter with "Dante." Although he looked completely different from his reflection in the mirror, he was "Heathcliff," and before him stood the figure draped in white...
"Ugh! What the hell are you wearing!" He suddenly realized that the patterns on his cloak were alive and let out a loud sound of disgust.
With the Wild Hunt closing in, the Piercing Paradise could no longer stay securely in its cloaks. Everyone there was diverting their attention, especially now that X's gaze was completely elsewhere.
The "patterns" on the cloak began to wriggle and twist, and the branches below simply followed the long cloak and plunged directly into the soil.
X felt a lightness in his body. He knew it was time to suppress the tyranny. He was grateful that He hadn't caused trouble at Peter's house, but this time he had henchmen, two of them at once.
Just as he conceived the idea of suppression, the personality card he had placed in his pocket suddenly shattered, and Sancho's vision went black. He was inexplicably replaced by Raman, the governor of the Mirror World.
Just as X was about to command the two in battle, he suddenly remembered something: Piercing Paradise, He is immune to red damage. He wondered if it could be used against the bleeding governor, but he should be able to try it against the defiled Xiaofu, since defilement should be considered white damage.
However, the black-haired youth had something more important to do. He needed to keep a close eye on the crazed Piercing Paradise, otherwise he would be doomed if he was teleported to another place in three seconds. This was outside the company, and if he was teleported, he wouldn't be able to find it.
“Heathcliff, go and fight him. Sancho, you stay here for now.”
This was the first sentence the governor heard when he was covered in the mirror world again after a long time.
Wait, is that what you mean?
To her surprise, the clock was gone, the words were indeed spoken by the man in front of her, and his attire... if it weren't for the fact that they were clearly in the middle of a battle, she would have asked if he had switched jobs.
"Sancho? I didn't expect you to call me that."
Heathcliff, on the other hand, subconsciously obeyed the command of the clock head that wasn't actually a clock, and began to attack the Piercing Paradise that was standing still. WAW-class Abnormalities have a lot of health, but fortunately, it wasn't moving at the moment, so Heathcliff could slowly wear it down to death.
X felt a little more at ease and had some free time to chat: "It's rare to lose Nuxin. You in this world have always been in a state of blood demon. Moreover, according to her, there is also a Don Quixote in this world. Let's just call her Sancho."
The Wild Hunt, having stacked ten layers of "coffins," activated its fourth skill. It flashed, impacting the supervisor's vision. Fortunately, after flashing three times, Piercing Paradise lowered its raised wings, its eyes lost their luster, and it reverted to its "egg" form. The suppression was over.
Actually, no. Unlike inside the company, where He can be locked up in a containment room after the suppression, here, He will soon be revived and spread His wings again.
X looked at the egg, which was as tall as his waist, and could only wait there for it to wake up and leave together.
"You mean, my father is still alive in this world?"
The governor asked anxiously, though she didn't know what she was feeling when she asked the question. But as the battle ended, her personality overriding was automatically canceled. She only saw the young man speak, but she didn't hear a single word.
Sancho regained consciousness as the governor left, and then heard a second sound of breaking glass. It was Heathcliff. He stared blankly at his hand. As the sound of breaking glass grew louder, he and the Wild Hunt army following behind him began to become transparent.
In the end, all that remained was a personality card similar to the governor's, and a horse? It was clearly the one that had been mixed in with the Wild Hunt, but everyone else had disappeared, leaving only the horse.
But is this a horse? The "horse" that remained in place had flame-like blood mist rising from its bright red body.
"A rare and precious thing!"
Sancho was overjoyed to see the horse; her lost shoes had finally been found! Naxin, unusually cooperative upon hearing his own name, transformed into a pair of yellow athletic shoes.
X picked up a card belonging to the Wild Hunt, but unlike Don Quixote, he didn't summon a Heathcliff belonging to LCB like he did when he summoned her. What exactly is the pattern of the personality cards?
"Manager, sir!!!"
Finally donning the rare Sancho Mannequin—no, she should be called Don Quixote—she uttered a familiar, annoying voice that gave everyone a headache.
At this moment, she had completely shed her Blood Demon appearance. With her golden hair and amber eyes, she looked like a mischievous little girl. If Peter were to see her now, he would definitely not be as frightened as he was yesterday.
"Ahem—", she cleared her throat, intending to continue her interrupted work by looking at the map to find her way.
"My lord, I believe we should move in that direction."
After studying the map for a while, she pointed in a direction with a serious expression.
Soon, Piercing Paradise came back to life, and the two people and one anomaly once again embarked on their journey to find their way.
"Ugh!" The girl punched the tree next to her in frustration. Not only had they failed to find the right direction, they were also completely lost in a forest. And again, why is the greenery in this country so good!
William stayed under the canopy of a tree. He had avoided his mother today. He didn't believe what happened that day was fake. Even if Mr. Fairy was just a lost person, what about that eerie tree? He had no idea that trees could grow eyes!
He walked around the woods many times but couldn't find the tree anywhere. Frustrated, he climbed the tree and fell asleep while feeling sad. He woke up again, startled by the swaying of the trees.
He gripped the thick tree branch beside him tightly, and peeked down furtively. It was the two people. Had they gotten lost again?
The blonde girl under the tree was still hammering the tree he was sitting on. With each hammer blow, the tree swayed. Just as William was about to interrupt her, a black-haired youth wearing a patterned white cloak stopped her destructive behavior.
"If you keep hitting it, it will fall down."
"Let me try again! Manager, this time we'll definitely get out of here."
"Manager? Isn't that her brother? What a strange title, like a knight from a movie."
X surveyed the forest, wondering if it was just his imagination, but the more he looked, the more familiar it seemed. He crouched down, looking at the exceptionally lush, low-lying plants. On the verdant leaves were black patches that were about to be washed away by the dew. This whole area was filled with these patchy plants.
These are clearly traces of dried blood from animals killed by the Piercing Paradise, hanging high on branches, which fell to the ground.
"Don, it seems we've come back."
X announced this painful truth: this is the place where he took Piercing Paradise.
"How come! Next time, I'll definitely find the right direction next time."
Don Quixote cried out, but his voice grew less and less confident as he spoke, for he had successfully led them back to the beginning of their journey.
William looked at the two lost and pitiful people and decided to go down and help them. He didn't know where they were going, but at least he could lead them out of the forest.
As the young man remained completely still, the patterns on his white cloak began to move. It was not an illusion; the black-haired young man under the tree was simply talking to the woman opposite him, yet the patterns on his clothes kept changing.
William covered his mouth as a golden-red eyeball suddenly emerged from the pattern on his cloak, looking directly at him. As the eyeball appeared, more and more small, movable eyeballs appeared on the branches of the thorn-like pattern on his back.
That's not the pattern on the cloak at all!
This is the tree covered in eyeballs!
"The anomaly is running away!" Don Quixote, standing behind the youth, noticed that the Piercing Paradise had extended nerve-like tentacles, trying to reach up to the trees.
X grabbed Him, and the tentacle climbed up His arm and merged with the eyeball hanging on His knuckle, and He became still.
Hmm? X reached into his pocket and took out the Personality Card that was inexplicably hot. What's going on? It's the Governor's card again.
Centered on the personality card, a bright blue light radiated outwards, growing larger and larger until it reached the size of half a door before stopping, accompanied by a buzzing sound, as if a communication had been established.
Angela's upper body image appeared in the halo. "Supervisor? Do you remember me?" she continued, speaking quickly, without waiting for X's reply.
"I can only locate the items you took from the company right now, and the passageway is not very stable. Do you know what time period we are in right now? Oh, have you seen Sancho? Don Quixote said she is missing."
“She is with me, and we are now in England forty years ago.”
"Please travel eastward, as close to Japan as possible. Also, please be sure to keep your contact information safe..."
Before Angela could finish speaking, the communication was abruptly cut off with a crackling sound, and the blue halo disappeared.
"Can we go back?" Don Quixote cheered up again, after all, hope was just around the corner.
"The plan remains the same. We'll go to Europe first and see if we can reach Japan."
“Um… sir, I suddenly remembered that Nuxin is known to be able to fly…” Don Quixote said in a low voice.
Why didn't you say so sooner?
"I... just remembered..." It's normal to forget its function for a moment after it's been used as a shoe for so long!
Fortunately, she was still carrying her original shoes, so she didn't end up barefoot. William saw that after the blonde woman took off her shoes, her demeanor changed, and she had a fluffy red decoration on her body.
But those shoes transformed into a bright red horse, which neighed and carried the two people into the sky.
So it really was a fairy disguised as a human? The eyeballs on the cloak were still looking at him. Finally, something slid down the cloak. After confirming that "Mr. Fairy" and his attendant had left, he realized that the fairy was indeed gone.
The blond boy carefully returned to the ground, picked up the abandoned item—a thorny headdress with eyeballs—and after much hesitation, left it behind and ran home.
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