ushernet Chapter 141 - I Hate That You’re Like A Stone
Chapter 141 - I Hate That You’re Like A Stone
Chapter 141 - I Hate That You’re Like A Stone
There was a particular node in Twilight's original memories where he stumbled upon a ruined site in one of his missions and acquired a secret elixir recipe that could induce a state of feigned death. The elixir was so potent it could deceive the mark on a marked-one's hand and even trick the Decaying Knights.
Twilight's mission had brought him to a tourist city nestled between a mountain and a lake where he was supposed to hunt down vampires, as the area seemed to be quite a significant vampire nest.
Cassius's eyes were nearly closed as he sat at the yellow table, deep in thought. He struggled to recall Twilight's hazy memories. From what he could remember, Twilight had undertaken the Black Rain Manor mission in the summer. The city he visited had just celebrated a grand local festival, and it seemed that Mirror Lake City and Bright Mountain City had similar traditions.
On that day, citizens of both cities would gather water from Mirror Lake. Carrying their wooden buckets or basins, they would then fling water onto the streets using a leafy branch. Passersby, regardless of their status, would be warmly greeted so it was best to stay indoors if one didn’t want to get soaked.
The festival, known as the Wood Rain Festival, took place every year on July 1 and seemed to have evolved from being a religious custom. It bore some resemblance to the Holy Bath Festival observed in many southern counties. Residents of Mirror Lake and Bright Mountain staunchly believed the lake’s water had magical properties and sprinkling it on oneself would bring good fortune for the entire year.
While hunting vampires in the mountain forest, Twilight had stumbled upon a dim cave. Inside, he discovered a ruined site where he found the secret elixir. He had intended to explore further but was forced to retreat because he sensed danger.
Cassius strained to recall more, but all he could grasp were vague images and fragmented sequences.
Finding a small cave in the vast mountains based on such little information was going to be near impossible. Moreover, he couldn’t be sure if the ruined site in the cave was indeed the Akaba Ruins that Black Rain Manor had tasked him with finding.
Twilight’s memories were still too blurry, like a dream he couldn’t fully remember. If not for a few key terms coincidentally aligning, Cassius might not have been able to trigger that memory at all.
"I’ll get familiar with the area first before hiring a local guide later and using a map to search for clues in Twilight's memories." Cassius squinted his eyes and downed the last of his milk.
The next day at the Mirror Lake City Police Department, Kenneth was in the chief's office, massaging his temples with a frustrated look on his face. He was about to lose his mind with all of these disappearances in Mirror Lake City. Naturally, as the chief, he was under immense pressure.
He hadn’t been sleeping well lately. Every morning, he woke up to see his already thinning hair falling out. At this rate, it was only a matter of time before Kenneth went completely bald. However, there was some relief in the fact that the "specialists" sent from the county had arrived the day before.
The leader of the group had a private conversation with Chief Kenneth in his office yesterday, revealing some shocking and terrifying dark secrets.
An unimaginable underworld, hidden beneath the surface of the peaceful human society, harbored man-eating dark creatures, bizarre and unknown entities, and Mercury Hunters wielding extraordinary powers. And that was just the tip of the iceberg; countless more chaotic and dark phenomena lurked deep in the abyss.
As the saying goes, let professionals handle professional matters. The group who called themselves Mercury Hunters had already begun investigating the string of disappearances in Mirror Lake City. Kenneth could only hope that they could help get this mess resolved as quickly as possible.
Rubbing his eyes with a sigh, he picked up a small stack of files from the right side of his desk and prepared to get to work.
Knock, knock, knock...
The door promptly opened after the three knocks. Kenneth immediately knew who it was: his niece, Cathy. She had just graduated three months ago and had joined the Mirror Lake City Police Department as an intern.
Kenneth sighed. Laying his pen down, he raised his head and asked, "What is it, Officer Cathy?"
A tall, fair-skinned young woman dressed in a deep blue police uniform stood in front of him. Cathy had neat, short hair, clear black eyes, and sharp eyebrows that looked like they had been etched into her face. The expression on her face exuded confidence and composure.
A couple? No, both were men. But who else would venture into the woods at this hour? Well, maybe they were a couple. Upon arriving at this conclusion, Cassius decided not to interrupt their activities, and continued down his planned route, comparing the map as he went.
As Cassius walked past where the two men had been standing, he caught a whiff of a familiar scent and frowned. Dark creatures. After countless missions where he had personally slain many such beings, his senses were sharp. He reacted instantly, like a wolf catching the scent of prey. It was the perfect chance to blow off some steam by killing something that was never meant to exist. He followed the trail.
Tall trees loomed above. The area was close to the lake and tourist zone, so the trees weren't very dense. Litter occasionally dotted the ground, indicating that tourists often wandered nearby.
Two figures made their way through the uneven clearing. The burly man brought up the rear and asked impatiently, "Is it good enough now, babe? Let's just do it here."
"Don't be so hasty." In the dim light, a slender young man turned around. His face was fair and cute, with curly, soft brown hair that fell to his shoulders. His features were stunning, even more delicate than most girls, and he carried a certain noble elegance.
"Don't worry about it." The burly man walked over, and the two began to act all lovey-dovey.
Under the dappled shadows of the trees, the burly man leaned down slightly, then stiffened. The young man had sunk his sharp teeth into the man's neck, drawing blood. At the same time, a paralyzing toxin flowed through the bite, rendering the burly man motionless. He wanted to struggle, but the venom had already spread throughout his body, leaving him utterly immobilized.
The burly man was now nothing more than a blood bag. Eyes forced wide open, he watched as the small figure sucked voraciously on him. The surroundings grew quiet, the only sound was the gulping noises. In no time, the man's face turned white. A short while later, his eyes rolled back, and his drained body collapsed to the ground with a thud.
"Delicious..." the young man said with a sweet smile, licking his lips. In the dim light, his lips were painted a bright, vibrant red and looked like ripe cherries. Blood dripped steadily from his extended fangs. He retracted his fangs in the next moment and the slender figure soon began walking back toward Mirror Lake.
After about a hundred meters, he suddenly noticed a tall figure approaching from the distance. The young man rubbed his stomach; he could still eat. His mouth began salivating again. Smiling, he walked forward to meet the figure. Ten seconds later, the two were in a clearing.
What a muscular man! The man before him was several times bigger than the burly one he had just drained. The two were like night and day! The young man was secretly startled, but above all, he was delighted. The more muscular the person, the stronger their physique, and the more satisfying their blood tasted, going down like a fiery liquor.
Thirsty for another sip, he didn't bother with any pleasantries and immediately used his mental domination on the man. It was a vampire specialty that sent out waves of fear to the human race. The tall man opposite him stood by a tree. He didn't move.
"Hehe, got him~" The young man whistled, his flawless face delighted, and his eyes sparkling like amber. He bounded forward lightly, and as soon as he got close to the muscular man, he leaped up, sinking his fangs into the man's neck. The fangs dug deep into the grayish-white skin.
Ding!
The two sharp fangs snapped off and ricocheted through the air. Blood spurted out from the broken ends.
"Ah!" The young man clutched his mouth in pain.
"Hard enough for you?" A voice suddenly came from above.
"It's like stone..." the young man muttered angrily, then froze. "Huh?!" He instinctively tried to leap back, sensing something was off.
A firm, strong hand reached out and yanked the terrified youth back to Cassius's side. A towering figure blocked the rays of the setting sun, casting an enormous shadow that instantly enveloped the young man.
"Tell me something useful—anything that you think is worth your life. You could, of course, choose to struggle and resist, which would entertain me even more. I could use a stress ball today..."
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