She is not an investigator.

Millie nodded. Even though she increasingly felt that Felina wasn't as reliable as she seemed, she was a good person, and Millie was willing to believe that this good person would really do her best to get her away from here.

Just believe with gratitude, and leave the rest to luck.

…………

"I've had enough."

"Do you mean you're fed up with me, or fed up with just standing here spacing out?"

On the top of an incredibly remote high-rise building, where no one can find it.

Two figures were lying lazily on it, each exchanging pleasantries intermittently.

Yes, they are Simia.

"It's all... There's nothing here except you, not even a way down. I've really had enough..."

"Do you think I'm not like that? But in a place like this, even if we wanted to save ourselves, it would be impossible. After all, there's nothing here except you and me, and this huge pile of food on me."

silence.

Silence is the Cambridge of tonight, and also the words through which the two communicate.

After this silence, what usually happens is communication between the two of them.

such as……

"Where did you get the food?"

"This is takeout from the store. I guess you haven't eaten anything. Would you like some?"

"I would never eat counterfeit food. It might even be fake, and I might find my mouth full of stones and sand after just one bite."

As she spoke, Simia resumed her lying-down state.

Unfortunately, the other person didn't seem to pay any attention to her and instead started opening the can of food on their own.

A can of sardines.

"You know, why is it that canned fish contains fish, but canned cat food also contains fish?"

As she spoke, she pinched a small fish out of the can and popped it into her mouth.

"How should I know! Maybe it's because fish don't eat canned food."

"I see, umm."

The conversation between the two was strange and incomprehensible, and what was even more unbearable was the extremely loud noise that the other person made, as if deliberately eating.

They even smacked their lips.

"Ugh! I've had enough! Can't you be a little more mindful of your image when you eat?! You're using my face!"

"What are you saying? You really don't want to eat anything? Although I don't usually like canned food, it tastes quite different at times like this."

As she spoke, she licked the remaining juice off her fingers.

goo—

A long, mournful cry and wail came from her stomach, reaching their ears and clearly revealing Simia's grief and stubbornness at that moment.

She seemed really hungry, especially with someone eating in front of her, but her rationality and sense of propriety wouldn't allow her to ask the other person for food at this time.

Of course, this situation won't last long, because she'll eventually lose her temper.

As she thought about it, she opened another can, intending to try eating the sardines and luncheon meat together.

She was quite curious about what different changes would occur when eating it this way.

Seeing that the other person was even preparing to demonstrate different ways of eating and combining different foods using canned goods, Simia finally couldn't hold back and sat up.

"...Fine, stones it may be! Let's go for it!"

Simia finally made up her mind. After all, even if those canned foods were really made of stones and sand, at least she would feel satisfied enough before she put them in her mouth.

Instead of what we are like now, where we don't even have stones and sand to eat.

However, the moment Simia reached out her hand, the other person suddenly snatched the can back and held it protectively in their arms.

What are you doing?

"Didn't you say you'd share some with me...? Why are you changing your mind now?"

"I only asked if you wanted to eat, I didn't say I was going to give you any."

"Huh?! How can you have such a terrible personality?!"

"Sorry, I am you, so in a sense, you can only blame yourself for being such a nasty person."

Simia paused for a moment, then almost simultaneously lunged at her weapon, and then, without prior agreement, pointed it at the other person.

They stared at each other's dark gun barrels, and once again fell into a stalemate.

goo—

A long, comical, and blush-inducing strange sound once again emanated from Simia's stomach, a loud protest.

Simia's face flushed red almost instantly, a mixture of embarrassment and anger. Unable to contain her rage, she punched herself in the stomach, causing the other person to frown.

"Fine, fine, I'll share some with you... If you really starve to death, I'll get really bored here all by myself."

"You should have done this a long time ago."

The two put down their weapons at the same time and then began to share the supplies in their backpacks.

Actually, there wasn't much stuff; it was mostly food and drinks, just like the things they and Vicatina brought out.

There was also wine.

Even if alcohol isn't used for drinking, it is indeed a very useful strategic resource in many other situations.

Of course, on such a bare rooftop, it really has no other use besides drinking.

"Ugh…"

"What's wrong? Didn't we share the food with you? Why are you still sighing?"

"What I want isn't food...it's...sigh..."

"Is it love?"

"You want to leave here, you idiot!"

The Fools of the Gods—Beyond the World: Chapter Thirty-Four, Fear Cannot Be a Reason to Defeat Us

Meanwhile, in the northern part of the city.

"Captain, a large-scale special biological signal has been detected in the southern region, and vital signs are rapidly decreasing... It is expected that they will die completely in five hours."

The cawing of crows echoed from Anfer's equipment, their standard-issue gear, limited to the squad and with a very limited transmission range.

Although its range is limited, due to its special nature, it seems to be able to completely ignore most signal interference, making it a standard tool for every team when dealing with abnormal events.

"What is the coverage area of ​​this large-scale project?"

"Throughout the southern region of Frostville, there are also many small, weak anomalous biosignals, but because of the distance, I cannot learn more about them."

Anfer pondered for a moment, then called out into the team channel.

"Hound, report your current location."

The channel was silent for a moment, then the hound's somewhat muffled voice rang out.

"I am currently proceeding towards the church according to the planned route. I am about one kilometer away from my destination. On the way, I have discovered a large number of abnormal creatures that resemble fetal embryos. Their true nature is unknown. I request instructions."

"Avoid firing as much as possible, remain hidden, and contact me as soon as you reach the vicinity of the church."

"Yes."

As the call was disconnected, Anfer turned to look at the scorpion following behind him and said in a low voice.

"The hound is currently heading towards the church area. We'll take a detour and go from the other side, checking for anything unusual along the way, and also keeping an eye on that big guy in the southern area... Don't fire and expose yourselves unless absolutely necessary."

"receive."

Scorpion nodded and quickly disappeared at the end of the street, parting ways with Anfer once again.

Splitting up in such a dangerous street is not a good option, but given the strength of Anfer's squad, they can choose to disperse, maximizing reconnaissance efficiency while ensuring everyone's safety.

Moreover, thanks to the existence of the internal channel, their communication and exchanges will not be interrupted, and if any accident occurs, nearby team members can quickly approach and provide support.

Anfer originally planned to go directly to the church, but before that, the city had already begun to change.

Both the baby embryos that suddenly began to be exposed on the streets and the large creature in the southern region made him feel even more uneasy.

Therefore, at this time, his task was not only to reunite with the others and leave, but also to gather as much information as possible and pass it on so that the future army could better suppress and take control of the city.

However, he had to prioritize. His immediate priority was to find the other people and reunite with them.

"Captain! Something's wrong! My instruments have detected unidentified life rapidly approaching that big guy!"

"Approaching...? What are the specifics?"

"The instrument appears to be malfunctioning... unable to obtain more information! Wait, I see it... I see it! It's a person, someone is running in that direction!"

"..."

Anfer fell into a moment of contemplation, then quickly gave the order.

"Is there any way to contact that person? What is their identity and current status? Are you in a safe location right now?"

"It's a woman! I can't communicate with her because she's too far away, but I can see her long, flowing blonde hair! She looks like... she's actively seeking out that guy! She's already reached the area of ​​the anomalous biological reaction!"

“Igris…”

If there were any women in this city who might be present, and they had long, blonde hair, the first person he would think of was Igris.

Although Simia also has blonde hair, in this environment, he couldn't think of anyone else who would have the courage and ability to rush towards the area where the anomaly occurred.

"...crow, scorpion."

"To!"

"I'm here."

Listening to the voice on the communicator, Anfer pondered for a moment and then gave the order.

"Cancele the current plan and route. You two, come with me...follow her and assist her in the battle! Hound, your mission remains the same: get to the church as quickly as possible."