Siren Blade

Chapter 57 Desire and shame continued
After Joan's statement, I roughly understood what he saw in Bairi Town.

In his opinion, this town has always been filled with thick white mist since he arrived.Visibility is so low that you can't even see things a few steps away.This is the reason why I saw him touch the walls around him from time to time when he was walking. He would say that there is nothing wrong with his eyes but he can't see clearly.When I met again, I shouted at him, and he had to come closer to see clearly that it was me.

And the reason why he didn't leave Bairi Town first according to my instructions was also because he was blocked by thick fog.In his eyes, the interior of the station has long been occupied by thick fog, and there is no one there.Not to mention other passengers, even the staff in charge of the station couldn't see half of them.Moreover, the train has not yet entered the station.

But it stands to reason that Bairi Town at that time should not have been occupied by the Fog Demon.He seemed to be in a world that was "advanced" compared to the normal world, and the thick fog invaded the world in his eyes ahead of time.

I have some guesses about this.

This weird phenomenon seems to be something that some people with abnormally high awareness will encounter.

People with high awareness can passively or actively read information about the past and future through some incredible channels.I have seen the phantom of the owner of the bloodstain before when I touched the fresh bloodstain.Joan, on the other hand, is the opposite of me. He perceives what will happen in the future in advance by virtue of his high awareness.

However, secret events are very special things, and sometimes even if they are only foreseen, they will be involved.This is especially true for demons, spirit bodies that can break the barrier between the subjective world and the objective world. Some fortune-tellers often see demons in the process of divination, and then they are killed by them.

In other words, Joan was involved in a "secret event that hasn't happened" because of his high awareness.

"Unexpectedly, it's still possible to do this?" Qiao An was shocked after hearing this, "It's fine to be involved in a secret event in the ongoing tense, even a 'secret event that hasn't happened'... can involve people ?"

"This kind of inexplicable thing happens from time to time, you will get used to it in the future." I said.

"I don't want to get used to this kind of thing." He said dumbfoundingly.This kind of reaction is somewhat like his sister Qiao Licorice.

"Then, didn't you notice something was wrong with the fog?" I asked.

"I thought it was just normal mist at first." He shook his head.

"Then how did you connect it to the Mist Demon I was talking about with Saber Tooth?" I asked.

"Because after I found that there was no one in the station, I felt that there might be something wrong with the fog. And as time went by, that intuition became stronger and stronger..."

"So that's the case... Maybe it's because although you have been involved in a secret incident in space, but because you haven't officially reached this node in time, you are not very sensitive to the perception of danger..." I guessed this purely out of intuition.In stealth, intuition is a weapon that cannot be ignored.Many warlocks will rely more on their intuition than reason when facing hidden events.

I didn't expect Joan's awareness to be so high. He even noticed this incident faster than Saber Tooth and me.In other words, he is likely to be more powerful than us in the talent of perception.When I met him for the first time, although his power of perception should not be underestimated, it should not have reached such a sensitivity.

Maybe it's because of "consciousness".Self-consciousness is also a force, and it is also a part of "awareness".After he truly realized the concept of "awareness", his way of looking at nature changed, and his dormant awareness finally woke up.

For him, he really doesn't know whether this overly powerful awareness is a blessing or a curse.

"Vision" that is not commensurate with strength can sometimes become a disaster.Even in the secular society, there will be "misfortune because you know something you shouldn't know", let alone in the hidden world.

"Before you suddenly inserted into the topic between me and Saber Tooth, was it to save me?" I asked.

"Hmm..." He lowered his head.

"Thank you for your kindness. But why are you helping me?" I asked. "You already know about my past."

"Yes...but, you did that because you were manipulated by a monster." He said.

"I'm not brainwashed, those are my own crimes," I said.

"...Your proposition in this regard is indeed the same as what my sister said. In fact, I think that even if you have been brainwashed, but you have killed so many people with your own hands, it must not be so. And if you kill There was a sister among those who died, so I definitely can't forgive you, so even if I look at it from the perspective of the victim..." He said in an extremely complicated way, "But you really don't seem to be a bad person, and you saved my life My sister also said that you almost died trying to save her. I...I don't know how to face you..."

I am speechless.

Afterwards, we made do with bread and ready meals at the convenience store.

Joan and I don't have a lot of change. At this time, the mobile phone is in a state of receiving no signal, and the mobile payment method is useless, so this approach is a bit like theft.But there is no other way, special affairs are handled specially in critical moments.Although we were all in the restaurant before, we were all talking, and we encountered this situation without eating the food properly.

After eating, we left the convenience store and started moving.

If I were an ordinary survivor, hiding in a convenience store with sufficient supplies would be fine, but I still want to track down the succubus who may be behind the scenes to solve the problem.Having said that, it's not good for me to leave Joan alone in the convenience store.After all, those demons don't seem to have any rule of "not going indoors to attack people".

To ensure safety, I asked Joan to follow closely by my side.He also looked around from time to time to make sure he wasn't pulling away from him.From the point of not being able to meet other residents in the fog, I have some doubts that the dense fog itself has some kind of distracting properties.

But to be honest, it's not just that he doesn't know how to face me, I'm also a little embarrassed to him.The memory of the middleman still left me with a little psychological shadow, and Joan did indeed have some resemblance to the son of a friend in the memory of the middleman, which made me a little scared.What if my quirk becomes as abnormal as a middleman?If conditions permit, I still want to maintain a little social distance.I believe that Joan will not want to get too close to me, a perverted murderer.

After walking through the dense fog for a period of time, I occasionally encountered some strange-looking demons attacking us, but they were completely unable to pose any threat to us. They were often smashed to pieces by the siren blade I projected as soon as they appeared.It's useless to attack in groups of three or five, it's nothing more than a few more shots.The inspiration for using the Siren Blade as a continuous projectile weapon came from the battle with the middleman. It has to be said that it is really quite convenient.Joan was still nervous at first, but gradually relaxed later.

Just searching aimlessly like this does not yield any results.According to my feeling of time, it should be dark now, and the time displayed on the phone has already passed 06:30 in the afternoon.But the surrounding brightness is still the feeling of normal daytime.

Joan rubbed his stomach, and asked belatedly: "Speaking of... the current Bairi Town should be considered a different space, right?"

"Yes." I replied.

"Then the food we ate just now..."

"It doesn't matter, this is not a different space completely independent of the real world. What makes this a different space is only this thick fog that cannot escape. What we eat in our stomachs are all real substances."

At the same time, I also have the problem of paying attention to breathing in the fog.The mist is the body of the mist demon, and it is uneasy to inhale this kind of thing into the body.But even after breathing through the fog for so long, I never felt dangerous.In other words, the mist basically did not enter the body with the breath, as if it had its own instinctive judgment and refused to be inhaled.In the view of the mist demon, is being inhaled the same as being eaten?Or is there some other unknown reason?
I was worried about whether there would be abnormal changes after inhaling the mist.In the worst case, when the fog accumulates in the body to a certain extent, it will form a demon, and finally die like the investigator when the demon breaks out of his body.Now it seems that there is no need to worry about this kind of problem.Among the corpses seen on the road, there was no corpse similar to that of the investigator.

"That's good." Joan breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Let's find a place to rest first, it seems that we have to spend the night in this place." I said.

Although it seems that there will be no real night here, I still use the term overnight.In fact, as far as my modified body is concerned, as long as I have the will, I can go on without sleep for a week.But I don't know when the help from the outside world will come, and I don't know how long it will take me to conquer this strange space.Not even a decent plan was able to weave.Instead of putting yourself off until you're too tired to rest, try to keep yourself energized all the time.

We entered the houses on the side of the road and stayed in them.The owner of the house seems to have gone out, and it is not known whether he is still alive.We spent a "night" here.

In order to prevent accidents, Joan and I took turns to watch the night.This accident does not refer to a demon raid. With my awareness of danger, if a demon wants to break in, I will wake up in advance.This is done to maintain a normal sense of time.

If two people fall asleep at the same time, it is easy to become unaware of how much time has passed after waking up.The confusion of time feeling is quite taboo in a different space.I took the initiative to undertake the work of keeping watch in the middle of the night, and told Joan to pay attention to the passage of time before falling asleep, and wake me up in time if there is any sign of how long it has passed.He silently nodded in agreement.

Joan still seemed to repel and fear me a little.Before, tightly hugging my back was just an emergency escape he had to do, but now he finally regained that unfamiliar sense of distance.

In the past, he looked at me with such longing, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he worshiped heroes in fantasy, but now it is so contrasting.I inevitably felt a lingering sense of loss, and somewhere in my heart I breathed a sigh of relief.

When it was his turn to sleep, I gave him the bed and quilt, found a popular novel in the room and sat by the window.He laid his body flat on the bed, covered the quilt with only his face exposed, but he seemed to have trouble concentrating on sleeping, and secretly opened his eyes to look at me from time to time.I could feel his eyes with complex emotions.But I pretended not to know, and just looked down at the book blindly.

"The next day," we set out again.

While looking for traces of succubi aimlessly, they are also simply searching for biological resources.Since there is no clue about the former, the latter looks more like a big head.Bloodstains and corpses, destroyed vehicles and buildings are often seen on the road, which is like survival in the doomsday.

A long time ago, I occasionally had this fantasy of finding supplies and struggling to survive in the doomsday wasteland, but I never expected that I would actually fall into a similar scene.

After searching for a while, I suddenly heard rustling noises in the distance, so I told Joan to stop first.The movement didn't sound like a demon, but a human being.There were about seventeen or eighteen people, and they could feel the fear of the other party from the deliberately suppressed movement.

Not long after, a low-key moving team really came across the thick fog.

And the leader is also very familiar, it is a saber tooth.

He also saw us, and immediately frowned, "...is that you?" His attention was almost entirely on me.

Perhaps this is the so-called narrow road to enemies.

"Are you escorting survivors?" I looked at the crowd behind him. Those people were basically carrying backpacks full of supplies, and looked around frequently with anxiety and fear on their faces.

"We are in a hurry, don't hinder us." Saber Tooth shouted in a low voice, still holding the sword in his hand.

"Do you want me to help escort?" I suggested.

"No need, a guy like you..." He refused almost reflexively, but couldn't help but glance at the uneasy people behind him, his expression changed several times, and his voice became lower and lower, "...you really Do you want help? What is your intention?"

"The demons of the fog are our common enemy, don't you think we should work together?" I said.

He clenched the sword in his hand tightly, with clear veins appearing on the back of his hand, and his eyes seemed to spew fire.I think he must very much want to refuse my help, but even if he is very skilled, he probably can't escort a dozen people at the same time under the thick fog and surrounded by demons.

After a while, he didn't know what kind of mental journey he had gone through, and he said with great humiliation: "...I will keep an eye on you."

"it is good."

It is impossible to say that I have no intention of selling other people's favor at this moment.But at the same time, I also know very well that it is impossible to use this level of assistance to ask him to "be merciful" to me in the future.In his eyes, I was the sworn enemy who chopped up his father and fed it to the monsters.The current "living in peace" is just because he doesn't want to have conflicts with me in this situation where other people's lives are easily involved.

From this perspective, he might also think that I have the suspicion of treating those survivors as potential hostages.

I am no longer the self who wanted to die.I don't want to die, but at the same time, I also deeply understand the truth of killing for life.Perhaps this kind of entanglement is also a punishment for myself - the thoughts that I once had in the enchanting dream came true so quickly.

How much I wanted to confide my entanglement and pain to Jade Bird without reservation, but at this time, not to mention that I couldn't contact her, I also expected what answer she would have.She faced me as I faced "it," with unconditional tolerance and tenderness.She will definitely say a hundred "thoughs" and negate everything before with a "but", and use this kind of words to persuade me to turn my back on those victims.

Yet that kindness and tenderness seemed like sweet poison to me.As the Siren once said to me, sometimes the imposed kindness can become the same as malice.I can't imagine where my heart will fall if I really bury my head in that warm and soft embrace.

I don't want to die yet, but...

As always, desire and shame reappeared in my heart.There seemed to be a despicable and malicious voice from the middleman: Which side do you want to choose this time?

(End of this chapter)