Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

Ialien always felt that he had forgotten something.

This is a very mysterious feeling.

His suspicion was groundless and unfounded, and he wanted to ignore it, but this indescribable sense of violation lingered in his heart.

He was obviously surrounded by his familiar companions. They still lived and ate together and went into the fantasy world to do tasks as before, but there seemed to be something different. He felt empty in his heart, always feeling that something very, very important was missing.

——Huh? Wait a minute, why did he say that year?

Ialien was a little confused. He looked at his hands in thought - he felt that his hands should not be so small... He should have grown up a lot since then.

--Um? Since what?

Ialien suddenly felt a pain in his head. He raised his hand and rubbed his temples. This action attracted Alilander's attention.

"What's wrong, Ialien? Are you feeling unwell?" The slender Alyland leaned forward slightly and touched Ialien's forehead, "I don't have a fever..."

"Aliland," Eialien called, "do you think there's something strange about this?"

"Strange? It's a little bit." Alyland's answer made Iyalien instantly raise his hopes, but the next second his heart fell back to its original position again: "Did you have a bad stomach? You looked unhappy. Big pair."

Ialien shook his head in disappointment: "It's okay, it's probably my misunderstanding."

And this sense of disobedience reached its peak when I met that weirdo in Mist Town.

The man seemed to know him, but Ialien was very sure that he had never seen such a face. His actions were also very reckless, even a little...somewhat lewd...

Alelander taught him how to protect himself when he was very young.

"Boys must learn to protect themselves when they go out." Ialien still remembers Alli Rand preaching to him with a serious face at that time. "If someone has this expression on his face..." Alli Rand did it quickly. He made a lewd expression, and then switched back to his serious look very smoothly: "...if I use all kinds of inexplicable reasons as an excuse to approach you, touch you, touch you, touch you, you He knocked him to the ground by accident, and then crushed his third leg without seeing it."

Ialien knew this process by heart, and Alilander later taught him how to "accidentally" knock people away, and then remove the weapons of these bad guys through various "unfortunate accidents". It was easy for him to recognize danger and protect himself.

But at the moment when this case of "harassment" that could almost be classified as a textbook standard occurred in Mist Town, Iyalien had no idea of ​​"destroying" the other party, and even wanted to ask the other party if they knew each other. .

——It’s really strange...whether it’s that weirdo or himself.

Ialien had something on his mind. He had dinner absentmindedly with the Sons in the hotel one night, and then tossed and turned all night. When he followed Alilander and others into the illusion again, he seemed a little lack of energy.

Alliland, a male mother who was cruel to the outside but worried about the inside, slipped her child from the end of the line to her side.

This time their mission is a bit special. Many residents of Misty Town were outside the town when the illusion broke out, and happened to fall into the illusion. This time the Sons are here to save people, so before confirming that all the townspeople are dead, they cannot just flip the illusion, otherwise they will turn good people into bad ones.

They have come in twice. Except for the iron fence of the forest manor and the monster guards who cannot be killed, they have not seen any living people, and they have also injured several companions.

This time, no one came in with any expectations.

They just want to get out of here alive, but no one knows what to do. The monsters wandering outside the manor are too powerful, and they cannot be defeated in a head-on fight. In the past, they could only barely escape despite trying their best. Trying to escape the monsters and break into the manor now seems to be a fantasy.

Suddenly, Ialien's keen eyes discovered that on the ground in front of the iron gate of the manor, in the circle of light cast by the street lamp, a stone was pressing a piece of parchment that they had never seen here before, and even the letterhead of the paper said Alylander's name.

Ialien tugged at the corner of Aliland's clothes, ran over first to pick up the parchment, and took a cursory glance at it. When he saw the "Say hello to Ialien" at the end of the letter, his words I couldn't help but think of the strange change from before... Well, no, it was a strange man.

So Aliland was inexplicably stuffed with a letter by Ialien. Aliland glanced at it subconsciously. He was about to tell Ialien not to pick up things randomly on the ground, but he was suddenly stopped in place by the name on the letter's header.

It is very strange to suddenly have something with your name written on it in the fantasy, but the content of this letter reads like a message from a well-intentioned friend... Alliland quickly read the letter and folded it in twos and twos. Get up and put it in your pocket.

He lowered his head, put his right hand in his pocket, and kept groping for the parchment. There were a lot of thoughts in his mind, as if there were two villains arguing wildly about whether to believe the content of the letter.

The Holy Sons marched in twos and twos in a long line. Because Ialien was called to the front by Alliland, Wilander, who was originally at the front, was moved to the end of the line. At this time, because the two people at the front stopped. In front of the gate, the team behind them gradually followed suit.

Velander's figure soon appeared in the sight of Iyalian and Aleland.

"What's wrong? Are you all gathered here?" Vilander asked casually, and a hearty smile appeared on his face unconsciously. Alelander looked at him and suddenly made up his mind.

He loosened his hand that was stroking the letter, and did not take the parchment out of his pocket. He just said lightly: "I wonder if our previous practice was wrong."

"Kill the monster when you see it, isn't this our usual practice?" Vilander shrugged and said disapprovingly, but his light-colored eyes looked at Alelander with a strange inquiry.

"Perhaps this illusion is a little different?" Aleland turned to all the saints and said, "I have an idea that I want to test. No matter what monster you see walking out of this manor, please treat it as an ordinary person whose appearance has been changed by the illusion curse.

Don't draw your sword, don't fight, don't show any fear, disgust, or disrespect, control your emotions!

Everyone, before I order the end of this test, show your best etiquette and manners!"