Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 48: Confrontation
Apologize on someone's behalf! Invite them to a drink!
After gathering two important pieces of information, Goethe quickly locked on a person.
That was a…
A very ordinary person.
She has an ordinary face, an ordinary figure, and an unremarkable temperament. It is the kind of face that no one would notice if you threw it on the street.
So much so that Goethe, although he had seen him in his memory, still regarded him as an ordinary guest of the garden club.
And there are too many people like this in the Garden Club.
And, one more thing!
help!
'He' gave the other person help!
So, this made Goethe subconsciously ignore the other party.
Because, according to common sense, such "help" is exchanged for gratitude, not...
revenge!
Everything that went against common sense made Goethe ignore the other party.
Goethe stood there, looking at the other person.
The 'Killer in the Fog' allowed Goethe to look at him, and even took off his hood, revealing his ordinary face without any features.
Hair, eyes, nose, mouth and more!
They are all too ordinary!
No one would have thought that the 'Mist Killer' would look like this.
"You look disappointed?"
The 'Mist Killer' asked with a smile.
"Yeah, a little bit."
Goethe answered truthfully.
"But I am very satisfied. You have brought me so many surprises!"
"It made my boring trip to Lust a joyful one!"
"I hope you can make me continue to be happy!"
As the 'Killer in the Fog' spoke, he moved his waist. A strange blush appeared on his ordinary face, and his eyes stared at Goethe with hunger and excitement like a wild animal hunting.
"I really want to eat you now, but..."
"We need to wait a moment!"
"Just for a moment!"
“Very quickly!”
"So, let's play a little game for a while!"
The other party said this, licking his lips, looking impatient.
Goethe pulled out his gun and shot.
However, just as Goethe drew his gun and shot, a thick fog appeared.
Completely covering the two figures.
All that was left was the sound of gunfire echoing in the fog.
…
Following the guiding wind, Morey quickly came underground.
The underground of Rooster!
In the sewage pipe, the strong stench and the sewage under his feet did not stop Morey at all. He walked straight forward in the sewage.
Soon, they found the "secret passage" hidden outside a drainpipe.
Continue down.
When Morey walked in here, a bloody smell different from the stench of the sewer filled his nose, but the official person in charge of the extraordinary in Luster did not move at all.
Even though he saw corpse after corpse, he remained indifferent.
These corpses looked like pigs in a slaughterhouse, hung up with their eyes wide open and blood flowing from their necks.
Gurgling down.
Sticky and smelly.
So much so that when you step on it, your feet will almost get stuck.
Morey ignored all of this and continued to move forward. Even though there were living people in his field of vision, this official person in charge of the extraordinary in Luster did not change at all.
Skiffins, who was standing at the end of the passage, saw all of this, and the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel couldn't help but applaud.
Snap, snap!
Amid the crisp applause, the other party chuckled.
"really!"
"My collaborator set me up!"
"but……"
"Guess why you found me and not him?"
"Of course, he introduced his subordinate who is good at disguise to me with the reason of 'after success, it will be easier to retreat' - in the past three days, he has been making a human skin mask for me here."
"Just left about an hour ago."
"I suppose he is dead now?"
"Then, I led you here."
The owner of the Pine Nut Hotel asked and answered himself while turning and walking deeper into the passage.
Morey immediately gave chase.
However, he was stopped by the opponent's bodyguard.
"Angko, I leave it to you."
"I need to have a good talk with that collaborator."
"He owes me a secret realm!"
As the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel spoke, his face became completely gloomy.
Killing intent began to emerge in the other party's eyes.
"Yes, boss."
Anko bowed.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Morey threw a punch.
Bang!
Morey's heavy punch hit the back of Anko's head, which was exposed because of his bowing, without any fancy moves. However, this heavy punch, which was enough to easily break the entire brick, had no effect at all.
Angko still maintained the bowing posture.
Then, he slowly straightened up, turned around and looked at Morey.
At the same time, Morey threw another punch.
Bang!
The punch hit Anko in the face.
But it still didn't work. Angko didn't even move, just stared at Morey with cold eyes.
His boss ordered.
Then he would kill the other person.
The next moment, Angko's fist struck out.
Morey dodged sideways, and Angke's fist sank into the wall behind him like a knife cutting into tofu.
But when Angko pulled out his fist, Morey, who had been indifferent all along, showed anger in his eyes.
"Did you kill Pri?"
Morey questioned.
"Pulley?"
"Are you talking about the previous keeper?"
"Yes, the boss told me to deal with him."
"I'll take care of him."
Anko said in a calm tone.
Then, he turned around and punched.
bite!
With a sound like the sound of metal clashing, a flying knife shot out from the shadows and was knocked away.
However, immediately, the flying knife flew back again.
Mrs. Pence emerged from the shadows.
"It was you who led me away that night!"
The moment she saw Angko, Mrs. Pence recognized him.
"It's me."
Angko did not deny it, and there was no panic on the face of the bodyguard of the Pine Nut Hotel owner - this was the boss's order, so he ignored the fear.
Also disregarding life.
Just follow orders.
because……
This is his belief as the guardian knight of the Steinbeck family!
Even the Steinbeck family has fallen on hard times.
Even though he is now called a bodyguard and no longer a knight.
But, his belief persists throughout!
He looked at Morey and Mrs. Pence, bent his body slightly, stood in a standard fighting alert posture, and waved his left hand at the two of them.
"Come!"
…
Thick fog rolled in on Sausage Street.
Goethe leaned against a wall, staring at the gray before him.
Even though his vision was gray, he was not careless.
The next moment, a strange sound in his ears made Goethe rush forward.
A stone hit the wall that Goethe had been leaning against.
As the stones shattered, a hole appeared on the wall again.
This is the sixth attack by the 'Mist Killer'.
The other party was teasing him like a cat playing with a mouse.
Goethe was not angry at all; he faced such attacks calmly.
Then, the seventh attack occurred.
It was still stones flying towards me.
But there are others—
whoosh!
In the mist, an invisible blade swept past Goethe who had just dodged the stone shot.
Immediately, Goethe's back was covered with flesh.
Blood gushed out all of a sudden.
Then, another stone flew over.
Bang!
Goethe tried his best to twist his body, but the injury on his back made his movements a little slow, and he was eventually hit in the shoulder.
Click!
Goethe could clearly hear the sound of his own bones breaking, but even clearer was the joyful cheers of the 'Mist Killer'.
"Ha ha!"
"A brilliant throw!"
"Nine Rings!"
"There are at least nine rings!"
"next time!"
"Next time it will be ten rings!"
Amid the cheers, another stone was thrown.
Goethe dodged again, but the invisible blade that followed left another cut on his body.
And, it is...
Legs!
Goethe narrowed his eyes.
Plans never change as fast as they thought. He originally planned to use his only remaining trump card at a more appropriate time, but the strength of the 'Killer in the Mist' was far stronger than he imagined!
Not only did the opponent master the mist, he could also shoot stones that were as powerful as bullets, invisible blades, and the ability to let people approach silently.
The other party already has at least four extraordinary powers!
That's at least!
Goethe could not confirm whether the other party had a fifth or even a sixth type!
Under such circumstances, even if the opponent was seriously injured, Goethe believed that he was no match at all!
Moreover, Goethe knew that the next stone would soon hit his forehead!
“You only have one chance!”
Goethe had already made up his mind to use the physical enhancement gained from using [Bloody Honor] to upgrade [Unarmed Combat], and take advantage of the opportunity to escape from the thick fog in front of him, preferably to temporarily get rid of the 'Murderer in the Fog', but to Goethe's surprise, the stone he guessed did not appear.
Even the fog dissipated directly.
Then……
Two confronting figures appeared before Goethe.
