Mysteries: Arcana Wars

It was difficult for Derrick to get any relaxation from these jokes. The extremely tense situation brought extreme depression. The sound of gunfire, explosions, and engines crushed his eardrums together, and Derrick began to have tinnitus.

As they ran all the way and with Kamis' excellent skills, the pursuers behind them became fewer and fewer.

Very good, that's it, Derrick, just go back to the church and Senior Three of Diamonds will be saved.

Just as Derrick breathed a sigh of relief, a huge truck accelerated from the side and knocked over their car.

The first to react was Kames. With his Sequence Seven ability, he immediately went on high alert when the spiritual warning sounded. At the moment of the vehicle collision, he penetrated through layers of iron sheets and glass, killed the truck driver, seized control of the truck, and stopped it before it hit the building.

But the car looked particularly small in front of this huge monster and was directly squeezed and deformed.

The huge impact made Derrick dizzy, and the world fell into a hazy and trance. His vision, hearing, smell, and everything he could sense receded like a tide, and then was filled with snowflakes and noise. In the end, everything, whether pain or hope, was leaving him.

In a trance, someone seemed to be calling his name.

"Derrick! Derrick! Wake up!"

Derrick tried hard to open his eyes and vaguely saw a man with short blond hair and a mole at the corner of his mouth.

Hazy memories flowed out of his chaotic brain. Carmex Pete, one of Derrick's partners in this mission, and the apprentice of Senior Diamond Three, had golden hair cut into a neat crew cut. The mole at the corner of his mouth was very memorable, black and conspicuous, but not too big and glaring.

After a vigilant and clumsy identification of friend or foe, Derrick obediently relaxed and let the other party manipulate his body. The pain had taken over his whole body, especially his legs, as if a huge monster was biting his legs tightly.

…Again…my mistake…

...Maybe I... am not suitable for this line of work...

Protect the target... Protect your teammates... Protect yourself...

...Actually, I can’t do it at all...

Camus opened the door of the twisted car and carefully dragged the dying Derrick out. The boy's legs were severely crushed, and his originally straight and slender legs were like two soft balloons, leaving red marks along the way.

“…I’m sorry…I’m sorry…”

The intermittent apology floated out from the weak throat and successfully reached Kamas' ears, but it was not enough to attract Kamas' attention at such a juncture.

"Good news, good news. This lottery happened in the suburbs and there were no witnesses."

The more extreme the situation, the more it seemed to arouse Camus's inexplicable sense of humor. He muttered some nonsense and then dragged the Three of Diamonds out of the wreckage of the car.

"Derrick, close your eyes."

The broken Three of Diamonds was dragged to the side of Derrick. His body was more than half gone than before the rollover. The ground was covered with insect corpses that were rubbed off during the dragging. These insect corpses were a foul-smelling, abnormal black color. The rough road was like a huge grater, and the Three of Diamonds was the rotten cheese. The road where he slid was covered with his crumbs.

Derrick was always obedient, so he closed his eyes tightly. The collapsed form of the out-of-control creatures visually conveyed a maddening plague, and closing his eyes saved him from mental and spiritual collapse. But those tiny, rustling sounds, accompanied by tinnitus, still echoed in Derrick's mind. It was the swarm of insects biting each other, rubbing against each other, squirming everywhere, and even screaming. Where were they? Beside his hands? On the rough road? Or were they rolling and wailing in his skull, sucking his brain?

"Kamax, it looks like we are too late."

The Three of Diamonds smiled, then reached into his chest with his remaining limbs and pulled out a tightly wrapped bag from among the entangled swarm of rotten insects.

"Go ahead, you 'apprentices' are the fastest. Deliver the stuff to the boss, and then ask him to send someone to pick up Derrick."

Pick up the boy who has the future, not yourself.

Kamis took the bag with red eyes.

"Okay, Master, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"Gone."

The Three of Diamonds spat out a mouthful of black blood, which was filled with rotten and twisted insect corpses.

"Oh, by the way, what do you think of the name Three of Diamonds?"

"No, it sounds terrible."

"I don't care. I'll give it to you."

"Okay, I'll accept it with reluctance. Goodbye, Master..."

Camus turned around and was about to open the door and sprint, but was stopped again.

"and many more."

"If you have anything to say, just say it now. If you don't die now, I'll leave first!"

"Haha, Camus, you know what? I just like your mouth."

The Three of Diamonds smiled broadly, showing off his bloodstained teeth.

"Goodbye, kid. Remember to study law well."

Without looking back, Kames opened the door on the building and disappeared.

The worried apprentice and the target of the mission were properly arranged, and Diamond Three felt extremely relieved. He seemed to have seen a future full of happiness and completely relaxed.

This is a good fate, thought Diamond Three. Most of those unlucky people who lost control turned into monsters and died at the hands of others. But he was different. Not only did he lose control, but he was also seriously injured and cursed by a powerful enemy, and then died. He would not be in such an embarrassing situation as his colleagues killing each other.

"So, will I completely lose control first, or will I wither and die first? Hey, Derrick, guess what? Aren't you curious? This kind of coincidence may only happen once in your life!"

"Hey, Derrick, focus! Don't give up!"

The Three of Diamonds called the boy's name, which allowed Derrick to regain some consciousness.

"……sorry……"

"I can't hear you clearly."

His hearing began to become blurry, and the Three of Diamonds' eyes began to stare straight.

"Someone will come to save you, Derrick. Don't sleep, concentrate. You may have some confusion now, which is affected by my spiritual loss of control, but it doesn't matter. You are in good condition. As long as you concentrate well, I believe you can overcome them.

"Time is running out, how about I sing you a lullaby? If you really can't concentrate, just try to listen to me sing.

"Naughty little Pete ran across the beach~ Count~ Count~ How many waves are there here~

"One, two, three, four..."

The leaves swayed, the birds chirped, and the crashed vehicles exploded, igniting twisted fires that roasted the soft and pleasant nursery rhymes. The scorching sun pressed on Derrick's body, and it was bone-chillingly cold.

Until there is no more singing in my ears.