Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Xie Ling stared at Kerridge, silently looking up and down at the triangular-eared guy. As the transport captain of Hazel Street, he didn't understand poetry and distance, or what was far and near here. He only knew that he should eliminate all potential threats for Hazel Street, at least to prevent the place under his management from being exposed.

As if he had made a decision, Sherin glanced at Klein, the strange but strangely calm drinker. This was a warning: since this strange adventurer chose to be a spectator, he should not interfere in their affairs.

The eccentric adventurer never looked at Schelling directly from beginning to end. He just ate his meal in this tense atmosphere as if no one was around. He looked so calm as if the farce before his eyes was just a side dish for him.

He is a smart person who doesn't want to cause trouble.

After making sure that this threatening-looking stranger would not interfere, Schelling took out his terminal and handed it to Kerridge.

"Enter your citizen identification number here and send."

After taking the terminal returned by Kerridge, Xie Ling still did not put away the gun, but just asked a puzzled question.

"Is it worth it for the unreachable Western Continent?"

"It's worth it, of course it's worth it."

Facing the gun, Kerridge's smile seemed a little forced, but his answer was very straightforward.

But at this moment, a sudden laugh sounded from the side.

She was a wizened middle-aged woman who laughed so hard that she was out of breath and even pounded the table, making the pots and cups on the table clink.

“Hahaha, this is so funny, another idiot who got fooled by the authorities!

"You will never be able to reach the Western Continent, because the Western Continent does not exist at all! It's just a lie made up by the authorities!"

This absurd argument made the atmosphere in the entire tavern tense, and Kerridge looked at the woman in confusion, thinking that there must be something wrong with her brain, and couldn't help but speak.

"No, I think this should be common sense... Madam, are you okay..."

"Ha! Why is it common sense? That's because this lie permeates every aspect!"

the woman cried in a shrill voice, and she began to pace about the tavern, beginning her argument.

"Boy, think about it carefully. Why have you never bought a ticket when there are flights and sea transportation? Of course, it's because the Western Continent doesn't exist at all, so no airline will ever send you to a place that doesn't exist! The so-called flight information and ferry information are just for show.

"The ocean to the Western Continent is dangerous, and the winds to the Western Continent are terrible. These are all excuses made up by the authorities! They are just using one lie to fill in another lie!

"If there really are people from the Western Continent, why have we never seen them in real life? Why do they only live on the Internet? Because there are no Western Continent people with triangular ears in this world! Those Western Continent people who are active on the Internet are just artificial intelligence created by the government to deceive us. Everything is false, a lie constructed by data, and a conspiracy of the government and the church!"

The woman's statements became more and more absurd, and Kerridge felt uncomfortable listening to them, so he could only turn his head away.

He didn't want to cause any trouble, but the woman wouldn't let him go. She even ran over and rudely lifted up Kerridge's hair. Kerridge slapped away the dirty hand in anger.

"Do you think you were born with pointy ears? Haha, that's not true! Those doctors in the church hospital secretly performed plastic surgery on you when they delivered you, and then told your parents that you were born with pointy ears!"

Kerridge was a little angry. He wanted to refute, but for safety reasons, it seemed that any rebuttal would reveal his personal information, so he just said lightly: "I was not born in a church hospital."

"All hospitals are the same! They are all controlled by the authorities, but you are the unlucky one who was chosen and indoctrinated with the idea that you used your bloodline from the Western Continent to make us poor old people believe that there really is such a Western Continent!

"Are you still stubborn? It doesn't matter, I will prove it to you. You are an unfortunate unlucky person, but it doesn't matter, I will reveal the truth of this world to you!"

All kinds of thoughts and emotions raced through Kerridge's mind, but in the end he just sighed deeply and stopped talking.

But Xie Ling felt something was wrong, and even shuddered all over, sobering up completely.

"So, the Western Continent is a lie from God?"

He deliberately asked such a question without any context.

"Huh? God? Where did this god come from?!"

The woman laughed nervously.

"God, that's another huge lie of the church! The Six Gods don't exist at all, they are just an excuse for the church to rule and make money!"

"So how are you going to reveal the truth?"

Xie Ling lowered his head to glance at the message he had just received on the terminal, then looked up at the woman and narrowed his eyes.

"Using that legendary extraordinary power?"

"Extraordinary powers? Hahaha! What a confused and pitiful man! There is no such thing as extraordinary powers in this world! It's nothing more than another lie secretly constructed by the authorities!

"Very cunning, isn't it? They construct a series of lies in the open, and in order to prevent these lies from being exposed, they construct another set of lies in the dark side of society, one after another!

"That's wonderful, that's wonderful! I almost believe it! But they can't fool me, because I know the truth about this world!"

She looked at everyone in the bar, her eyes filled with pity and concern.

"I know you don't believe it, it doesn't matter, I forgive you, you are just poor people who have been deceived. I will prove to you that everything I said is the truth of the world..."

"boom--"

A gunshot interrupted the woman's words.

"Damn it, postmodernism is so unlucky!"

Xie Ling cursed a few words, then put the gun back into his pocket, pointed at the woman lying silently on the ground, and gave instructions to Kerrich.

"Now you know, this is called the postmodern school. Don't ask me what the postmodern school is, or why it is called this name, I don't understand it because I have little education. Anyway, if you see this kind of person on Hazel Street again, just shoot directly, don't hesitate.

“The goods can be lost, but the postmodern school must die.”

"……But……"

"No buts. Don't let that trap you."

Xie Ling patted Kerrich on the shoulder, then gestured to the adventurer who had remained silent to show his respect and gratitude, then turned and left the bar.

"There aren't that many rules in the dungeon."