Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

That's... a hunter from the Healing Church!

A greeting from the deep sea [5]

Things are getting serious.

I am really afraid of what will happen.

Looking outside the door, there were police officers, and something truly terrifying.

Hunters are a punitive organization specifically targeting demons and heretics.

Any force supported by the church will always have a strong religious character.

For example, hunters often have an appearance that gives off a strong sense of charlatanism.

She looked like a frail woman, but the greatsword on her back was wielded with exaggerated force. Was that really a weapon meant for human use?!

Her long silver hair, just like Wenlan's, made her look noble and unique.

And his distinctive attire, which included a trench coat that fitted his top, and underneath that, a black double-breasted uniform, appeared exceptionally glamorous under the gaze of his scarlet eyes.

Seemingly feeling that her stunning figure wasn't obvious enough, the woman deliberately used a thin leather belt to force her clothes to cling to her skin, lifting her breasts and making her already large and rounded breasts even more eye-catching.

Tsk, what a despicable amount of cum.

But what caught her attention even more was the cross pendant hanging around the woman's neck.

That was clearly not some common street vendor item. The golden cross, in Wenlan's slightly superior vision, was almost entirely covered with tiny, incomprehensible runes.

That was clearly something that had been specially treated.

However, its function was completely unclear, but the aura it emitted was extremely repulsive to Wenlan.

It's similar to the aversion that sweet tooths have towards spicy hot pot.

Even looking directly at that cross gives one a strange sense of unease; it's clearly not something good.

Perhaps this is a side effect of the vampire's body?

It's worth noting that in literature, creatures of the night are most afraid of sunlight, garlic, and crosses.

While sunlight may not work on Wenlan in reality, it's hard to guarantee that this sacred cross won't work on her.

However, Wenlan had to stay calm no matter what. Ghost Shark was missing at the crucial moment and was of no help whatsoever. There was a hunter standing outside the door, along with several policemen dressed as policemen.

You absolutely cannot give yourself away. Even if you don't know if the other party has any detection tools, you must not reveal your true colors beforehand.

At this moment, Wenlan was more grateful than ever to her biological mother, whom she had never met, for giving her scarlet eyes.

The Agor people have red eyes, which makes the vampires' red pupils seem legitimate, and even their pale skin seems quite normal.

"What's the matter?"

"Why did it take you so long to open the door!"

The Victoria Police officer standing next to the woman shouted, seemingly concerned about the hunter's identity.

The patrol officers, who were usually nonchalant, were all dressed formally today, looking like they had changed their uniforms quite often.

However, just as Er Gouzi was about to show off his power and put on a show of strength in front of the noble church hunter, the female hunter raised her hand.

It means quiet.

Having understood the intention, Er Gouzi stopped barking and stared at him with a fierce look as if he wanted to devour him.

A cool, clear voice echoed in my ears.

"Have you seen anyone acting suspiciously lately? It's been unusually quiet around here late at night. If it's not urgent, don't go out."

It's clearly a very mature and sophisticated voice, but surprisingly it's somewhat...

Cute and adorable?

Try your best to calm yourself down, avoid looking at that deadly cross, and avoid looking directly into the other person's eyes.

"No, I never go out, not even at night."

Through the crack in the door, a pair of lonely red eyes and the long silver hair characteristic of the Agorians ensured that no one doubted anything.

Of course, this wasn't for searching purposes; a real investigation wouldn't require a hunter to accompany you.

Police have begun to suspect that the maniac who continued killing might not even be human.

But it could be something else entirely.

After all, it's very difficult for someone to simply cut open a victim's stomach without leaving any clues.

When investigating the knife market, no suspicious transaction records were found. Clearly, no useful clues could be found, whether from the crime scene or from where the murder weapon came from.

That's why the hunter was sent to use his extraordinary abilities to find the real culprit.

Skadi's eyes were fixed on the incredibly thin Agor girl peeking through the crack in the door, her gaze somewhat...

complex?

However, Wenlan, who was deliberately avoiding direct eye contact with the other person, did not notice this look.

"Is that so? Then I'm sorry to bother you."

Despite being a hunter, he showed no rudeness or cold, emotionless demeanor.

It's just like an ice cube.

However, these things were not within Wenlan's consideration. She couldn't wait to close the door and completely block these guys' view, protecting herself in her comfort zone.

She hates stepping outside because she feels completely unsafe there.

However, closing the door quickly will attract the other person's attention, so just watch them leave slowly and stay calm.

Everything will be fine.

That cross didn't seem to be a detection tool; perhaps Wenlan was just overthinking it.

How could there possibly be such a convenient evil radar?

The female hunter outside the door nodded; she was about to leave.

Extremely anxious, the girl swallowed hard without making a sound.

She didn't even know what her face looked like; it was probably completely bloodless.

Her legs were hidden behind the door, but she could no longer feel their support. That's about the level of mental fortitude an ordinary person can muster. Fortunately, her entire body was concealed behind the door, preventing the other party from noticing anything amiss.

Fortunately, Agor's skin was fair, so even without any color in his face, it wasn't a problem; otherwise, he would have been exposed long ago.

I can't even imagine what would happen if I were discovered.

Nodding, the woman took a step back and prepared to leave.

Yes, that's it. Go now, and don't come back.

Please, just leave like this.

Make sure you don't make any mistakes in the final step.

Seeing that everything was normal, the police officers behind lost patience and left first, heading upstairs.

After taking another look at the red eyes inside the door, the female hunter decided to leave.

Let's go, let's go quickly.

The girl's heart screamed with rage, wishing she had some kind of tool to speed up time and get the guy in front of her out of there quickly.

However, in the next moment, it seemed as if everything returned to calm.

A slight vibration could be heard in the air, accompanied by the clattering of the pendant chains.

The cross pendant jingled...

It's gonna happen!!

This was the first thought that exploded in Wenlan's mind.

To die! !

When Wenlan saw the somewhat ethereal pendant start to tremble for no reason, and the tiny runes on it changing, her heart skipped a few beats, and then began to pound violently!

It's obvious that the cross is indeed a detection device!

The worst-case scenario has occurred.

The huntress, her crimson eyes fixed on the trembling cross as she grasped it in one hand…

Oh no...

A greeting from the deep sea [6]

The worst-case scenario has occurred.

Oops!

Those scarlet eyes looked over, and what had previously seemed like indifference now appeared to Wenlan as carrying a chilling killing intent and scrutiny.

It was as if I were looking at... a dead person.

The faint trembling of the cross sounded so noisy to the girl.

It was as if the death knell had been tolled.

How to do?

His hands, which had been gripping the door frame tightly, turned white from the force, and his heart was pounding wildly.

Wenlan stared nervously at the other person's hands.

However, she felt that even if she kept an eye on them, it would be useless. She didn't think she could beat these policemen, let alone the hunters.

The intense sense of urgency caused Wenlan to completely lose control of her facial expressions. She managed to maintain a nonchalant expression, but her eyes were twitching.

Shouldn't we be thinking of running away as quickly as possible?!

But where to go?

Where to?!

How do we break out from here?

Or should we slam the door shut immediately and then try to find a way in through the window?

Think of a way; we're clearly about to get away with this.

Why did it have to happen at this time of year, of all times?

She was already imagining the power of the greatsword behind the woman, which could probably cleave the fragile door open with a single strike.

I have to leave; I need to find a way to get out of here.

If we don't come up with a solution...

He's really going to die!

The woman didn't move, and neither did Wenlan, yet those few seconds felt like an eternity.

The police behind the female hunter seemed to be talking to her and asking her something.

However, Wenlan's attention was completely elsewhere, so she didn't hear it at all.

The police were puzzled as to why the hunter hadn't left and continued their investigation upwards.

The time allotted is quite tight.

Is there a problem?

The quick-thinking police officers had already stopped their advance up the stairs and were turning back down!

If we don't leave now, when will we?!

Move.

However, the rapid heartbeat and extreme tension made my body completely stiff, and even moving my feet even a little bit was extremely difficult.

Sweat mixed with tears welled up at the corners of his eyes.

What to do, what ...!!

The huntress simply looked at her, but the oppressive feeling of a superior holding the power of life and death was so deadly to an ordinary person. The threat of death seemed to be choking Wenlan, making even breathing so difficult.

Although they were of similar height, Wenlan felt that the other person's body was so tall that it obscured all hope.