She is not an investigator.

"Do you remember what you said to her last?"

Igris paused, and the words Krisuna had said to her resurfaced in her mind.

"She needs my help... something..."

"It seems you know something. Don't be too nervous. You can clear your name."

Without hesitation, Pasa stepped forward and grabbed Igris's arm, but Igris shook him off.

"Sorry, I don't really like physical contact. I can walk by myself."

Igris's expression turned somewhat displeased, but she still voluntarily handcuffed herself.

There seems to be something... wrong with her timing?

She didn't understand, but at this moment it seemed she didn't have many choices, after all, strictly speaking... she had been arrested?

Even if she really did nothing.

Igris sighed silently and followed his footsteps slowly toward the unfamiliar road.

Has anyone ever told you that you're annoying?

"There are many, you're not the first."

"I guessed so, no one will like you."

"Everyone who hates me is dead."

Igris paused, her expression turning somewhat strange.

"Can I take this as a personal attack, officer?"

"Suit yourself. Even if I really attack you, nothing will happen."

“I give up…you’re like a stone.”

Passa tossed a gun to Igris with a backhand motion. While she was still stunned, he stared intently at a motionless shadow directly ahead on the road.

"It seems there's not much time for casual conversation."

Is it always this dangerous here at night?

Igris instinctively gripped the gun and skillfully raised it, a skill that even surprised Passa.

"You seem to handle guns frequently?"

"Now is probably not the time to worry about that."

The moment the two finished speaking, the shadow suddenly vanished from their sight. It was so abrupt, as if a frame had been cut from the screen, that neither of them had a chance to react.

But Igris had a pretty good idea of ​​what it was.

"Close your eyes."

boom!

The instant Pasa closed her eyes, Igris turned her gun around and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The bullet didn't make a sound of hitting anything, but that itself proved that she had hit the target.

After all, even if a bullet hits a building, it will still make a sound.

"Open your eyes."

Pasa slowly opened her eyes, and Igris threw the gun back into her hand and turned to look behind her.

Behind her, a vast expanse of deep darkness covered the ground, like a shadow, but darker than a shadow.

"You're good at dealing with this kind of thing?"

"I'd be better at it if you took my handcuffs off."

Igris held up her handcuffed hands in front of her and said with a hint of helplessness.

"That's the rule."

"I hope you'll say that before you die in front of me, officer."

The Fools of the Gods—The Worship of Eternal Night: Chapter Eight, The Spark

"So, you're not going to explain that?"

"The Shadow of Malice is a malicious creature or substance that appears for unknown reasons. It can be killed and will launch a surprise attack from behind when the person being followed loses sight of it. It is similar to the Shadow of Tracking, but the latter is not aggressive and cannot be seen by a second person."

Seemingly realizing that he couldn't hide it from the curious Igris, Pasa offered a calm explanation.

“You’re new here, right? Then you probably don’t know the specifics of this city. I can only tell you… it’s best not to go out at night. No matter what your previous identity was, this place is far more dangerous than it appears.”

“But we even chatted on the street.”

"That shadow is retribution."

This person's words are indeed rather annoying, but he doesn't seem to have any intention of delving into Igris's identity, or perhaps he actually knows something about her?

"so?"

“We need to get back to the station. Krisuna’s disappearance is a very serious problem. The longer we wait, the less safe she becomes.”

After thinking for a moment, Pasa unlocked Igris's handcuffs.

"Didn't you say it was the rules?"

"Rules are meant to restrain honest people."

He's not an honest man, at least not now.

"Okay, I should thank you."

Igris stretched her elbows, looked at the surrounding night, and frowned slightly.

"Can you smell it?"

"If you're asking about that faint smell of burning, yes, we should go now."

Then, completely ignoring Igris behind him, the officer suddenly started running.

"You know... I might not be very good at physical activities..."

Seeing that Mio had suddenly started running, Igor N. Liss hurriedly ran after her, but because her physical strength was too poor, she could not keep going for even two minutes.

"Wait...wait for me...no...damn it..."

Igris rested her exhausted hands on her knees, panting heavily. Her lungs burned, and every step she took felt like her muscles were being torn apart.

But the danger behind her showed no mercy. Accompanied by an even stronger smell of burning, Igris instantly dropped to the ground. The next moment, a strange flying object swept overhead and landed on the road in front of her.

Countless raging flames suddenly began to burn, even enveloping her within them. The intense heat continuously scorched Igris's body, causing her to break out in a light sweat.

Outside the circle of fire, a figure slowly walked over. Its body looked as if it had been charred, and a strong smell of burning filled the surrounding air, making it difficult even for Igris to breathe.

Igris knew what this was, so she also knew that she was probably in danger.

The Fire Seed is a humanoid anomaly whose true form is a charred human. It will actively attack humans and ignite them by starting a fire. The Fire Seed will only disappear when the victim dies. However, those killed by the flames will become the next Fire Seed. Just as its name suggests, it burns fiercely and endlessly.

The solution is simple: run.

The spark fears a warm home, so it will actively stay away from human settlements, where it is safest. However, Igris's current situation of being alone is precisely the most dangerous.

"Ha...can I handle this...with this body...?"

Igris cursed inwardly, but it wasn't her fault. After all, if Pasa had been there, she probably wouldn't have been in such danger; at most, she would have just been burned.

But now, she probably has no chance of escaping at all.

"Tch... Can we reconcile?"

The charred figure probably had no ability to answer. It crossed the circle of flames, and flames reignited on its body, like burning charcoal, as it gradually approached Igris.

Igris could even hear the flames crackling on his body and feel the increasingly intense heat approaching her, almost scalding her.

She slowly retreated, but behind her stood an even taller wall of fire, blocking her path.

What should you do in this situation? What would a legendary investigator do?

Igris didn't know, but she was prepared to try a fight.

Waiting to die has never been her style.

Go to hell!

As Igris watched the approaching figure, she kicked it out, and raging flames instantly climbed up her body, almost setting her skin ablaze.

However, the other person was also kicked away and staggered to the ground.

The flames were still burning, still scorching Igris's body, setting her limbs and skin ablaze, trying to melt her flesh and bone marrow.

But she didn't care, she simply didn't care.

No one can kill her and get away unscathed, no one at all.

Even the flames themselves wouldn't work, let alone this damned charcoal in front of me!

boom!

Igris charged at the fallen figure again, ignoring the raging flames engulfing it, and grabbed it by the neck—or rather, the neck? After all, judging from the body's structure, that was indeed the case.

Intense pain spread through her palm, and her flesh was almost instantly ignited, producing a terrifying crackling sound.

But the next moment, Igris's fist slammed heavily into its face, punch after punch, with increasing force, causing it to ache more and more, and its anger to grow stronger and stronger.

Finally, just as she was about to stomp on it with her remaining leg, the surrounding fire wall suddenly went out.

Before she could react, the charred figure extinguished its flames and ran away without looking back.

Yes, they ran away.

They were driven away.

Is this the first example? Igris didn't know, but she had never heard of this thing being able to be driven away.

"Ha... I really wish I still had my investigator's notes, I would definitely write this down."

……

Your madness terrifies even the flame itself; you have won, you are the fire itself.

Title obtained: Flame Frenzy