Night World Players

Chapter 33 If it weren't for Hiltyna, I would still be a gigolo

"Name."

"Lassiter."

"age."

"I can't remember clearly, but I guess I'm about 200 to 300 years old. Of course, I wouldn't mind if you wrote I was 17."

"gender."

"It shouldn't be an armed helicopter?"

Behind the one-way mirror, Ishtar paused for a moment, and the academy uniform with the star badge outlined a taut arc, rising and falling with her breathing.

She looked through the one-way mirror at Last, who looked harmless in the inquiry room. She took a deep breath, took out a handful of bear biscuits from the jar beside the table and stuffed them into her mouth. Only then did the ups and downs of the arc stabilize.

Ishtar glanced at Rust's name on the paper in her hand: "Rust... Is this your real name? No last name?"

"I don't know. Why do you think a person who has been wandering in the night world for hundreds of years can still remember his real name hundreds of years ago?"

"But since someone calls me that, it's my name."

"Ok?"

The hair on Ishtar's head moved. "Who called you by this name? When and where did you hear this name?"

"In a dream."

"..." Ishtar was silent, then reached out and grabbed a handful of bear biscuits from the tin.

"By the way, I'm not being interrogated as a suspect right now, am I? I see you didn't put handcuffs on me."

Last adjusted his sitting position on the chair, making himself lean back as comfortably as possible. "Although I have done all kinds of evil in the night world, even if I was shot a hundred times, it would not be excessive. Before leaving, I even blew up half of the city, but I had no choice."

"And Hiltyna did it too. If you want to convict me of this, then she is the mastermind and I am just an accomplice."

"If I hadn't met Hiltyna, I might still be working as a gigolo in a hotel in the night world... Of course, there's nothing wrong with being a gigolo, but being a night traveler will give me a wider world."

"You and Vice President Hiltina are certainly not suspects." Ishtar interrupted Rast's chatter: "This is just a routine inquiry and registration."

"You should know that because of the sequence ability and the Night Blade, every Night Traveler possesses extremely powerful destructive power."

"Because of the extremely oppressive and suffocating atmosphere in the historical remnants of the night world, night travelers who have been in and out of the night world for a long time are more or less mentally extreme, which is a huge destabilizing factor."

"Plus, the night world has confidentiality clauses for civilians. Therefore, according to the laws of Granville, every night traveler within the country must register, track their whereabouts, and observe their mental state regularly."

She took out something that looked like a tablet from the table and flicked it.

The next moment, an illusory light screen appeared in front of Ishtar's eyes. As she flicked her fingers, the content on the tablet kept changing.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Ishtar."

"A third-year student at Starry University, ranked 78th in the Obelisk, a third-level hermit, currently serving as a psychometrician in the Starry Student Union."

Ishtar took a bite of the cookie, and the little bear on the cookie immediately lost its head. "Next, I will conduct a psychometry test on you in the form of a profile to assess your mental state and stability."

"Use the most comfortable position for yourself. Please relax your body and mind as much as possible and cooperate with my measurements."

"Yeah." Rast nodded obediently.

He adjusted his sitting position and stretched. While stretching, Last calmly made his right hand look like a gun and pointed it at his temple.

Click.

……

In the narrow interrogation room, a brief psychological test was underway.

Ishtar asked questions and Lust answered, and occasionally the headset-wearing psychopomp would stop asking questions and write something on his tablet.

It looked exactly like the scene in which Rast went to see a psychiatrist in his previous life.

But in fact this is just Ishtar's disguise.

Conventional test questions and various test scales can indeed measure the psychological state of most ordinary people, but it is not easy to apply them to night travelers.

Sequence abilities, Nightblades... there are too many of them that could potentially disrupt the results of psychometry.

It is for this reason that Ishtar, who works as a psychometrician at Starry University and specializes in conducting psychological assessments on night travelers, naturally relies not only on the psychologists' measurement forms and question-and-answer techniques, but also on her Night Blade.

While using common inquiries and notes to gradually relax Rast, Ishta quietly activated her Night Blade.

Her spirit suddenly rose to a higher level. She no longer used the perspective of the material world, but observed the world in front of her with spiritual perception.

Nightblade "Eye of Secrets".

It is possible to open up the spiritual world vision, directly observe the other party's spirituality, observe the symbolic objects after the target's spirit is materialized, and even read the target's memory fragments to some extent.

Of course, if the Eye of Secrets wants to achieve the effect of reading minds and reading memories, there are many restrictions... Therefore, the effect of this Night Blade in actual combat is not outstanding. Unless there is a gap in rank between the two sides, it generally cannot be used against the enemy in battle.

Ishtar felt a third eye opening between her eyebrows, which was her spiritual eye.

She had already prepared herself mentally. The symbols of the Night Travelers' spiritual embodiment were varied and contained all kinds of things.

For example, someone may appear to be a suave young nobleman, but his spiritual manifestation is a transparent slug. Another person may appear to be a muscular man with a bold personality, but his inner manifestation is a delicate little chrysanthemum.

As for some night travelers who are in a bad mental state and are more extreme, their spiritual symbols can only be described as indescribable, and they include all kinds of weirdos.

However, when Ishtar looked at Rast's spiritual symbol with her spiritual eyes, she was suddenly stunned.

It was a pitch-black kitten, with soft fur as delicate as silk and eyes as blue as the sea.

It shook its slender and elegant tail, yawned, glanced at Ishtar, and then let out a delicate "meow".

so cute!
Ishtar felt her heart melt.

The heart that was scarred by observing the indescribable manifestations of other night travelers was healed in an instant.

After seeing so many monsters and demons, I didn’t expect that there would be such a lovely creature among the spiritual manifestations of the Night Traveler.

Almost subconsciously, she let her spiritual clone move closer, wanting to touch the kitten.

Immediately afterwards, Ishta saw the cute black kitten in front of her suddenly open its bloody mouth, with countless black tentacles extending from it, swallowing up the head and upper body of her spiritual clone.

Istar suddenly became Istar, following in the footsteps of the bear cookie.

(End of this chapter)