Even if he is not dead, Miss Doll is still telling the truth, which makes it even more heart-breaking to kill ghosts.
If Gallian is that kind of high-level extraordinary person, he is unlikely to have any third-stage transformation like the boss in the game.
Unfortunately, there is no 'then'.
The protection of the dice burned out the last trace of Gallian's soul vitality.
"It's okay...I'll just rest."
"good."
Miss Doll is like a broken doll, with her legs twisted inward and sitting on the ground of the soul world as if she is out of strength.
Light and shadow flashed at the edge of Mark's vision. Even though there were so many bad things happening in the soul world, because the speed of thinking far exceeded the passage of real time, only a few seconds had actually passed since the cabinet made an abnormal noise.
The four girls were startled.
Here, Mark came back to his senses and decided to play out this mysterious drama to the end.
Mark took two steps forward and raised his boots to the baseboard of the wall.
This is a code!
Then, that damn dramatic tone came out again.
"Ah! There is an [abnormal object] in front of me and a demon behind me. What should I do?"
By the light of the kerosene lamp, the four girls were surprised to see a string puppet descending from the top of the music box.
It was a 30 centimeter-tall, doll-sized wooden doll, and it had nothing to do with the [abnormality].
From the ventilation window in the corner of the room came a voice that was familiar to Dame Doris. It was the voice of a salon maid. Her voice was quite recognizable.
"Handsome young man, would you like to dance with me?"
"Of course! Beautiful lady." There was a tremor in Mark's voice brought about by his acting skills.
In the faint kerosene light, Mark danced gracefully in circles for a few times.
The 'Puppet' said happily: "I'm very happy, handsome dance partner, is there anything I can do?"
"Can you help me clean up the bad guys behind me?"
"OK!"
The little doll disappeared in the light, and just in time, a dull roar came from the darkness in the distance, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
Mark, whose dark vision is far better than ordinary people, noticed that it was his old acquaintance Joseph who defeated the last demon.
Everything is over.
Mark brought the final touch to this really great drama.
"[Anomaly] has eliminated [Evil]! I... am I safe? Alas, this kind of extraordinary existence is not something that mortals like us can come into contact with. I'd better leave as soon as possible -"
After that, Mark held the oil lamp and easily found the direction to the entrance of the hall.
The weirdness in the hall has long since disappeared.
Mark took his sister all the way to the door. When he pushed the door open, brilliant light shone on the faces of each noble girl.
Outside the hall, the six waiters who had already lined up waiting on both sides of the door smiled and clapped as they did in the rehearsal.
"Congratulations! Congratulations!"
"Congratulations to Mr. Destiny for your successful venture!"
"Congratulations to all ladies for successfully passing the level."
The expressions of the four noble ladies were very exciting. The worries, fears, tensions, excitement and other complex emotions a moment ago were all transformed into endless excitement at this moment. One hundred thousand pores on the body were opened due to ecstasy, inside and out.
There is a comfortable feeling outside.
"Awesome! Mark! How did you come up with such a great idea?"
"Is this really your own experience?"
"It turns out that you can't see things, just rely on hearing, and even an adventure story meeting can make people so scared."
"Oh, I almost thought there were really monsters in there, killing people."
In the ecstasy, without caring about their demeanor, the four women chattered and discussed everything that had just happened. Not to mention them, even the waiters did not notice that the entire hall inside was still dark except for the light shining in from outside the door.
In the darkness, there was a very soft, whispering sound.
It was the night watchman who came back and was cleaning up the scene.
Fortunately, there was no blood. I moved the body of the heartbroken demon away and wiped it randomly a few times. I think I was able to fool him for the time being.
The more detailed work will be left to the special "clean-up team".
Outside, everyone was confused and didn't know what was going on. They accepted a waitress's offer to have snacks.
"Ah! I was so nervous just now. I'm really a little hungry." Anweina showed a shy expression.
"Then what are you waiting for?" Mark smiled and made a gesture of invitation.
Only Dorothy, the master, noticed something. She was at the last place and suddenly frowned: "Where's Dave?"
She asked Mr. Butler.
Several waiters looked at each other.
Only a waiter pretending to be a night watchman bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty, there is a very important guest waiting for you in the guest room."
Hearing the emphasis on the word 'very important', Dorothy frowned and turned to Mark and the others: "You go first, I'll be there soon."
"OK."
Under the guidance of the waiter, Dorothy came to the living room and was surprised as soon as she entered the door.
A man wearing a black long-sleeved leather jacket, half of his face covered, and a cowboy felt hat even on a hot day was standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, his back to her.
After noticing the style of his epaulettes, Dorothy quickly crossed her hands and put them on her shoulders to salute: "Praise the light."
The other party slowly turned around and made the same gesture, but what he said was: "Praise the night."
Seeing the two golden feather-like ornaments on the other person's chest, Dorothy's expression was quite bad: "Excuse me, the noble Lord of the Church of the Night [Punisher] came to my mansion, what advice do you have?"
Ordinary people, even nobles, no one wants to say hello to the night watchmen of the Church of the Night. After all, many of the night watchmen are extraordinary people who have been recruited back. As long as they are extraordinary people, there is a possibility of losing control of their power.
Not to mention the Punisher, who is above the Night Watch.
[Punisher] punishes not only cultists, but also traitors, and Night Watchmen whose extraordinary power is out of control. The Punisher represents the intermediate force of the Church of the Night.
There is often only one team of night watchmen in an urban area, and the number of punishers in a city is mostly in single digits. Only in a large city like St. Lyden City can it exceed double digits.
Where there are punishers, nothing good usually happens.
Mr. Punisher said in a serious tone: "I'm sorry to inform Her Majesty, your butler, Mr. Dave Naban Dean, fell into darkness and became a demon. We have already dealt with him."
Dorothy's face lost all color in an instant: "I, I don't know about him."
The Punisher waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, we have confirmed the piety of everyone in the mansion tonight. I am here simply to inform you."
"oh."
Not bad! Not bad!
Dorothy's racing heart finally showed signs of calming down.
Immediately she thought of something: "Then Mark..."
Before he finished speaking, the Punisher's eyes sharpened: "Pay attention to your identity. When will it be the turn of a little viscount to come and ask about the Destiny family?"
Unbelievable and unable to believe it, Dorothy covered her mouth in shock.
I used to think he was a harmless little puppy.
Now?
hehe!
Dorothy was so lost that she didn't even notice when the Punisher left. After going out and calling for a few instructions from the servants to silence the servants, she came to the dining room and saw Mark, who was surrounded by stars, and forcefully squeezed out a
Come smile.
Mark smiled back at her.
Soon, Mark had no time to pay attention to Dorothy. The other three noble ladies started the jealousy mode. They called the servants one after another and presented them with the gifts they had prepared.
In the blink of an eye, Mark received a dagger with a gold-plated quill, a pocket watch with a silver case and a few diamonds, and a diamond-encrusted pen.
"Mark, this is to celebrate your courage."
"Mark, this is for you to record every detail of your great adventure and publish your autobiography one day..."
"Mark, this is so that in your adventurous life, you can only know when I miss you all the time."
When girls become fanatical, it is really easy to get dizzy. The three of them did not hesitate to use the most gorgeous words to praise Mark's courage, and greatly appreciated tonight's adventure story.
I want to show off this novel story to the ladies in other salons.
Only Dorothy sat opposite Mark, smiling and helping to adjust the atmosphere of the scene lukewarmly.
She was the only noble lady who did not give gifts.
It's not that she didn't prepare, it's that the gift she prepared was not suitable, so it would be better not to give it yet.
The warm atmosphere lasted until nearly 12 o'clock, when the ladies reluctantly let Mark go.
The exhausted Mark had just returned to his room under the escort of the night watchman, and immediately saw the music box on the bedside table.
Mark couldn't help but smile bitterly, took a wrong step towards the music box, and made a pose to invite a dance.
"Beautiful lady, may I ask you to dance with me?"
"This is my...honor!" The little doll on the music box grew bigger in the blink of an eye. If there was still a field of vision outside the window, you could see a little lady with a height of 1.5 meters and a 1.5-meter-tall lady.
A handsome man in his eighties was spinning around and dancing in the small bedroom space.
The monotonous and clear sound of the music box echoed in the bedroom, but the night watchman outside the room could not hear any movement. A mysterious force blocked the opposite side from the outside world.
Looking at the doll with half of its face missing, Mark still had a gentle smile on his face.
This is not a forced business.
Some things are scary at first sight, but after looking at them for a long time, the fear they bring will gradually fade away and become normal.
Whether it's a nightmare or a horror movie, after experiencing it in person many times, most of the fear that hits your face will dissipate. You may have occasional heart palpitations, but that's no longer a problem.
The doll just likes to dance, not just ballet. She is also good at the slow waltz.
"Dancing" with a handsome guy is the price to pay for using her "abnormality".
Mark felt more and more that if he did not travel through a real world, but into a game, he would probably be that kind of strange character with full charm.
Even though his dance steps are not as elegant as those in the soul state, and he can barely keep up with the steps of the doll lady, the doll lady will patiently cooperate with his movements to prevent his dance steps from being too funny.
Mark stood on tiptoes and danced to the melody of the music box, feeling the breeze brought by the wooden arms of the puppet blowing across his skin.
The light from the electric lights in the room intertwined on the inorganic body of the doll, intertwining light and shadow. Even the color of the shell seemed warm and soft, giving Mark the impression that he was not holding an [abnormality] in his arms, but with a young lady.
The trance of dancing together.
The music comes to an end.
Spin, retract your legs, and both parties salute.
After the dance, he could clearly feel that Miss Doll was in a good mood.
"Yes, beautiful lady, haven't you remembered your name yet?"
The doll tilted its head, and there was doubt in capital letters in its sapphire eyes: "I... forgot."
"How about... let me give you a name?"
"Okay!" Miss Doll replied instantly.
"Then, how about I call you Minnie?"
"It's a good name... I will be called Mini from now on." Miss Doll, no, she should be called Mini now. She was obviously very happy, spinning three times on the spot and doing a crane pose.
Dance [Atidius].
Suddenly, the puppet made a modest request: "Is it possible... to make me... more beautiful? Tonight... reminds me of... the past..."
