Night World Players

Chapter 34: People’s dark history will always be exposed in their lives

"Hmmmmmm ahhhh~"

Ishtar couldn't help but let out a scream.

As a hermit of the third level, the spiritual energy she consumed when activating her clone was not that much. The collapse of her entire spiritual clone just now only consumed some of her mental power and did not cause much damage to her.

But the harm is not great, but the insult is extremely strong.

As an incarnation mixed with her own spirituality, the clone is no different from Ishtar herself. She can feel everything the clone feels in real time.

Because of this, she experienced the entire process of the clone being swallowed by the tentacle ball in detail.

The feeling is not so much painful...it's even a little bit pleasurable.

So much so that Istar's original screams turned into moans later on.

Fortunately, the sound insulation on both sides of the interrogation room and the one-way mirror was good enough, and when Ishtar activated the Night Blade just now, she wisely turned off the microphone used for questioning, otherwise she would have probably died socially in front of Rast.

Ishta's cheeks were flushed, her hair was disheveled, and she was breathing heavily. It took her a long time to recover.

She grasped the corner of the table with her fingers and stared at the other side of the one-way mirror. Luster, who was a little bored because of the sudden silence of the psychometer,

"very good."

"Man, you managed to get my attention."

The blush on Ishtar's fair face became even more intense, and even her thighs began to tremble unconsciously with excitement.

"As a reward for attracting my attention... I will dig out all the darkest, dirtiest secrets in your heart that cannot be seen in the light -"

"Then, you will feel the helplessness of having your most hidden secrets exposed to the sun, and you can only rage helplessly."

Just as what Hiltina said before - every night traveler who is accompanied by madness and pollution is a paranoid and alien in the eyes of outsiders, and is more or less psychologically distorted.

This is true even for Ishtar, who is a top-ranked third-level student at Star University and works as a psychometrician.

Her biggest hobby is voyeurism.

Of course, it wasn't the kind of stalking perverted person peeping at other people's bodies... As the only daughter of Count Julian, Istar hated that kind of perverted and hooligan behavior from the bottom of her heart.

What Ishtar pursues is a glimpse into the spiritual level.

Dig up other people's dirt and get hold of their most deadly secrets, so that even if they have all the strength and power, they have nowhere to use them and can only obey you obediently... that unparalleled, intoxicating sense of control.

Nightblade's "Eye of Secrets" is the embodiment of Ishtar's distorted mental image.

The reason why she chose to take up the thankless and offensive position of psychometrician was so that she could openly satisfy her hobby of prying into secrets in the capacity of an official of the academy.

Of course, in front of Ishtar's "Eye of Prying Eyes", ordinary people's little thoughts can be seen through with just a casual glance.

For example, there was a handsome, wealthy, single viscount in the royal capital who would sneak into the dormitory of a burly military instructor every night.

For example, she was ranked ninth in the list of "Girls Most Wanted to Date" in the 97th issue of the Star Daily. She was a female student who received countless love letters every day, but in private she was a girl who longed to roll and breathe with girls.

There was also a certain official of the Granville Kingdom who had an affair with the enemy country, a young master of a certain noble family had an affair with his young and beautiful stepmother, and a certain pastor who looked elegant and refined would cover his face and run naked on the street every midnight...

In Istar's eyes, these common scandals were too low-level and too easy to obtain. She was too lazy to pay attention to them even if they were laid out in front of her without any cover.

Only those who are truly strong, with an impeccable and strong mind, who cannot be easily seen through even by the eyes of prying eyes...the dark materials and secrets in their hearts are the most worthy of being peeped at.

It was not like she had not encountered situations before where her Eye of Prying Secrets was blocked and she was unable to see through things, but that was mostly because of the gap in status between her and the other party, resulting in her being suppressed in level.

It was the first time for Ishtar to suffer such humiliation, to be humiliated by a newcomer whose rank was obviously lower than hers, and even to have her entire spiritual incarnation swallowed by Wan. Ishtar's thighs unconsciously clamped together, and her face flushed unnaturally.

According to her past experience, the greater the obstacles and difficulties encountered during the spying process, the more valuable the secret in the heart is... Such secrets to Ishtar are like gems and gold coins to dragons, and they have an irresistible attraction to her.

Without even waiting for a second, the moment she felt that the spiritual energy she had previously consumed was restored, Ishtar immediately activated the "Eye of Mysteries" again.

Her spiritual incarnation suddenly condensed again and was placed in the spiritual ocean formed by the collective subconscious.

This time, Ishtar carefully hid aside and did not provoke the harmless and even cute black kitten. Instead, she directly used the second effect of the Eye of Peering -

「Memory Reading」

She felt her mental strength being consumed at a rapid rate and was on the verge of exhaustion in an instant.

At the same time, countless fragmented lights and shadows appeared in her mind, flickering in and out of focus.

Ishtar saw blood and fire, rain of bullets, hideous laughter, and countless dark and dirty crimes in the dark night...

Countless fragmented images kept alternating, but it was always difficult to see clearly.

"I knew... People like you must be hiding some big secret deep down in their hearts that they cannot let anyone see the light of day or tell anyone else."

Ishtar stuck out her pink tongue and licked her red lips. The blush on her pretty face spread as if she was drunk, and even her breathing became a little hotter.

"Come on, let me see!"

"Deep in your heart, that memory that you tried so hard to hide, how ugly and dark is that evil act!"

She had even imagined the scene.

The young man in front of him, who was pretending to be calm at the moment, gradually showed fear, panic, shrinking and despair on his handsome face after hearing his secret, which he thought no one knew, was exposed.

Finally, she cowered under her own skirt, trembling all over and trying to beg for mercy, but she kicked her away.

Just thinking about that feeling made Ishtar feel itchy.

She bit her tongue hard, mobilized her last remaining mental strength, and plunged into the Eye of Prying Secrets.

The next moment, all the layers of memory fragments disappeared, leaving only a stable picture.

……

It was an abandoned factory shrouded in darkness.

The young man, wearing a pitch-black robe and a bat mask, slowly stood up from the bodies of several wanted criminals.

He glanced at the policemen who were searching not far away with police dogs and lanterns in hand, and staggered onto his prototype motorcycle in the dark.

Then, completely ignoring the police officers who were firing warning shots and the barking hounds behind him, he started the motorcycle and drove from the dark abandoned factory towards the bright city.

Only a few final words were left, slowly fading away in the darkness.

"Either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become a villain."

"I am vengeance, I am the night, I am..."

"Batman."

(End of this chapter)