Jason could feel his hair standing upright from being watched by a group of corpses. The smile on the corpses’ faces made the cold, oppressive air that had previously disappeared, resurface once again. Without hesitation, Jason began to back up. This time, Jason stopped walking after he was only about ten meters away. A quick gasp came from Jason’s mouth. He needed to use this breathing to stabilize his mental state. When he had learned that the mysterious side existed, Jason had always been cautious and guarded. Even after numerous confrontations with the mysterious side, he had always relied on gunpowder and firearms to win. However, Jason was very certain that the deeper he delved into this mysterious side, there would eventually come a day when he would encounter a problem that could not be solved with just gunpowder and firearms. Bondy quickly went to Hall and the others. For the sheriff, this scene he had just witnessed had allowed him to decide to follow the opinions of the only When facing the orders of their superiors, Hall and the others, who had also witnessed the creepy scene, could not wait to raise their hands in agreement. None of them wanted to dive right into a situation where a solution may not even be present. …felt like leaving the place entirely. Eventually, as Bondy’s assistant, Hall stepped forward and led the six young detectives to cordon off the area. Bondy led the rest of his underlings to Croaker Mine, Bottomline Vault Street, and the other places. "I have to go in person.” "I’m worried to let someone go in my place.” Bondy said to Jason, and after leaving Finch and the police carriage behind, he left in a hurry. Likewise, Jason didn’t stay for long. After Bondy left, Jason greeted Hall and boarded the carriage, with Finch in the driver’s seat. In the carriage, Jason couldn’t wait to open the heavy book. The jerky, illegible text appeared before Jason’s eyes under the light of a kerosene lamp outside the car window. "Grin… ner, first appeared in the north of Kward… its existence was not confirmed up until the year Hr1073… this should be the handwriting of some crazy alchemist… good at climbing, hard fur, sharp teeth… fear of high temperatures…” "Paradoxical being… in year Hr1234, was summoned by a worshipper of ‘Theoli (ambiguous handwriting with traces of ink smears)’… after mating with a certain type of frog, the present paradoxical being… two tongues, six meters in length, tough and powerful… slow moment, low self-defense… but if there is a third tongue, it will begin to move faster…” "Submariners… descendants of deep divers… similar records have surfaced as early as the year Hr700… water ghosts… have ten powerful, ten-meter long wrists and feet… when the wrist and feed exceed 20 meters, they will work hard to reach the ocean… have to survive in a place with water… in a normal state… they are weak and frail…” Jason sat there and carefully read the book written in “Graphical Reiteration”, sentence by sentence. In the beginning, it was pretty simple. Because Jason realized that his “teacher” had carefully described the monsters he had encountered in detail. This allowed Jason to study the difficult language and get to the situation at hand quickly, based on what he had experienced. Naturally, this allowed Jason to confirm his previous guess: his “teacher” had not come to Rhode for no reason; it was to pursue the person from the mysterious side who was related to Kalina. The young constable gave a small prayer, and then raised the brightness of the kerosene lamp. Then, colleagues came from the distance, and the young constable made a gesture to indicate silence. They then proceeded to stand still outside the carriage. The last glimmers of the sun had completely disappeared. The sky became completely dark. The streets of Rhode did not calm down. More constables ran along the night streets. All rest before sunset was canceled by Bondy, and everyone returned to their posts with live ammunition. There was a feeling of depression that shrouded the entire city of Rhode. At this moment, the wind seemed to become breezier. He closed the door of the house, and the people hiding on the bed heard the sound of boots on the street hitting the ground. They couldn’t help but retract their heads back into the quilt, wrapping their bodies tightly. Others put items that could be used as weapons within arms reach, and some even held on to them in their hands. But their hands were shaking. Fear and panic were spreading. It spread faster than the plague. And it was much scarier. Inside the carriage, Jason could finally imagine what ordinary people would be feeling in such a situation. Even then, he was sure that if the situation continued, the ending would be unthinkable. Join the discussion! Login to share your thoughts and connect with other readers. No comments yet. Be the first to comment!