Mysterious as the Wind, Always With Me

Huh?

no!

Brother, do you really dare to come?

Believe it or not, in the next second, a team of night watchmen jumped on your face and then performed a dance on the grave?

At this moment, Mark's expression was really wonderful.

From beginning to end, he never thought that the hidden mastermind would just jump out like this. According to the plan, this is just an introduction to stimulate the mastermind, and the real decisive victory is not tonight.

In his heart, Mark almost broke his belly with a smile: Dude, you give me no sense of accomplishment!

At this moment, the situation has long exceeded the scope of horror story clubs and has become a standard bizarre event.

What made Mark smile bitterly was that the four girls didn't even notice.

Perhaps it was because the previous psychological construction was done too well. Although they set off a low-pitched commotion, no one screamed out.

Obviously the current state is super weird!

How can an ordinary person's neck turn his head to the back?

How can a pair of arms move like a broken joint?

Even if you don't notice the housekeeper's strangeness, you can tell the sound of the surrounding limbs climbing the wall, right?

They are really indistinguishable!

The salon invited Mark, the original owner, for the sake of his good skin.

Girls born in aristocratic families, don't think about free love.

The ultimate political marriage between nobles and strict matchmaking, the price behind it is that the man has many chances to be an old man or a bastard.

They know their future destiny, so they yearn for the appearance of Prince Charming more than ordinary girls.

They don't even need how noble the other party is, as long as they are handsome enough to satisfy all their fantasies about the other half, even if today is a shriveled third-rate poetry recitation conference, they will fall into Mark's arms appropriately at a critical moment.

He's handsome enough to be able to do whatever he wants.

It's like a groupie, looks are justice, looks are everything.

This kind of unbelievable blindness from outsiders made them unconditionally believe in Mark emotionally even when their own reason continued to issue warnings. The only way they could protect themselves was to lean over completely and grab Mark's shirt or pants.

Holding on, immediately made them feel extremely at ease.

What kind of fear and anxiety, under the double suppression of restraint and face, just did not erupt.

Mark is drunk.

"You...you're actually a demon!?" Mark's words were still on the script, and he could easily find them after rummaging around. Before tonight's story session, the four ladies had probably heard of the story and knew that this guy named Parker was the real villain.

"Mark...you know it's too late...go to hell..." The vibrato unique to the Heartless Demon made one man and four women get goosebumps all over.

Except for the parties, no one knows - what is acting is a play, and what is fatal!

"Den!"

The butler suddenly propped up on the table with all fours, and his twisted body swooped in an uncoordinated posture.

Mark's face was not afraid, and in front of the four women, he raised his revolver in an unhurried and just right manner.

In his imagination, the shooting or something was just the last scene of this big drama.

What about empty guns?

The Night's Watch will kill the most trashy demon in their mouths in the next instant.

Very unexpectedly, the revolver, which was supposed to have the effect of throwing the gun, made the sound of throwing the gun, but a cluster of bright flames burst out from the muzzle.

Even though the light may last for less than a tenth of a second, the brightness is like a flash of lightning, which is enough to imprint the distorted figure of Mr. Butler on the retinas of the four girls.

"what!"

"what--"

The short screams in the front belonged to the girls, and the long screams in the back belonged to the housekeeper.

The housekeeper would not know until the moment he died, why there were no bullets in the revolver, but he fired a shot to kill evil and destroy demons.

Only the client, Mark himself, could clearly see that the gun had hit the butler's chest so skillfully, and then the distorted figure evaporated out of thin air in 0.1 seconds, as if he never existed.

Only the pale white plastic mask that lost its support fell to the ground in a strange way, making a crisp sound of "bang bang".

"what happened?"

"Is this...is this a...part of that?"

The four girls began to panic, and their voices were full of trembling.

A cold voice sounded in the corner of the hall: "The night watchman is doing business! The civilians leave immediately!"

The sound is so realistic!

With full majesty in the harshness, it sounds like a real night watchman.

Dorothy was also panicked. After all, the scene just now was really terrifying, but she could tell that it was the voice of the new servant Galian.

She immediately thought again that this was actually part of a horror story.

The expression on Mark's face here is more exciting. At that moment, he saw more than the four ladies.

At the moment when the gun light lit up, out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of two figures jumping on the edge of the table, and he recognized that one of them was an old acquaintance Joseph.

Even without that shot, the Night's Watch would definitely be able to deal with the opponent before the Heartbreaker could kill him. It's just such a small accident.

The light in the hall dimmed again, and Mark, who had stronger ears, even heard the sound of light but short footsteps leaving.

And Galian's announcement of the night watchman was a secret signal, telling Mark that everything was still under control.

The plan is that the half-team of night watchmen who are good at chasing will hunt down the murderer, while Galian will continue to protect Mark and several ladies with the half-team.

Darkness is the best cover for the night watchman. The night watchman blessed by the goddess of the night, they have a pair of eyes that penetrate the darkness, which is enough to ensure their safety.

In fact, by drawing out the enemy, Mark can announce the end of the horror story.

Sell ​​off, anything will do.

Considering that after 'Mark' returns to normal life, it is inevitable to continue dealing with these ladies.

Mark decided to go on.

He mentioned the kerosene lamp and used the radio tone impassively: "Ah! Since the night watchman said so, I must leave quickly so as not to interfere with the night watchman's affairs."

After saying that, he took the lead, holding the lamp in his left and the gun in his right, and started to move.

The room is not big, he just moved towards a sofa in the corner of the room.

The four girls who are deeply involved in the play are like kindergarten children. They follow the light guide, hand in hand, and take small steps to the edge of the sofa one by one.

Through the dim light, they saw Mark and all four of them, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Miss Anveena came back to her senses after being frightened, and even touched Mark's firm thigh as if flirting. After seeing this scene by the two women next to her, she stuck out her tongue proudly.

Mark, who was still a performer, ignored this little gesture and decided to continue the performance. He picked up the oil lamp and shone on an [Eye of Light] seal pillar that had been placed in the corner of the hall during the pre-rehearsal.

Mark read the monologue in surprise: "This is the Sealing Pillar? What is hiding in this underground dance hall?"

The four daughters suddenly realized and made up their minds - this is Mark running to a place where he shouldn't run in panic. This place must be sealed with an incredible existence.

The four girls were both excited and nervous. They stretched their necks and showed expectant expressions.

At this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from the outer wall of the wall four meters away.

The four girls were startled again.

Only Mark remembered that it was the unique sound that the Unintentional Demon made when it moved along the outer wall of the wall like a gecko swimming against the wall.

This time, Mark scolded directly in his heart: No? What does the night watchman eat? How many people have they called?

However, the reliability of the night watchman just now gave Mark confidence.

play!

Keep playing!

Sure enough, his lantern shone on an ordinary music box that had been placed in the corner beforehand. When he turned the knob, the music box immediately made a melodious sound of "ding ding ding dong".

It's just that this sound is quite scary in the dark.

Suddenly, the sound of heavy footsteps fell four meters away from the light, which startled one man and four women at the same time.

All five were really scared.

But fear and fear are different!

Mark really couldn't understand: with Captain Galian of the Night's Watch standing in front of him, how could he let the Heartbreaker be killed in front of him?

It was so hard to die. Less than two meters to his right, a two-meter-high vertical cabinet suddenly made an abnormal noise.

Mark's pupils shrunk to the size of a pinhole: My cabinet moved! I'm not playing anymore! ?

The surrounding air seemed to have stopped flowing, becoming thick and weird.

Immediately afterwards, a delicate whisper echoed in Mark's ear, as if two little demons were quietly plotting some cruel and vicious conspiracy.

Manic!

Crazy!

It felt that the full guilt breath would be poured on his head in the next second.

Something was hitting Mark's spiritual sea, causing him a severe pain in his brain, as if to tear a hole in his soul and stuff a water-tank-sized thing inside.

At first, he thought it was an illusion.

He discovered immediately that this was not an illusion.

His limbs move like slow motion, and every inch of movement is laborious.

Everything in the horizon is filled with a psychedelic trance.

There is only one existence that he is not unfamiliar with, from the wall in front of him, no, from the soul barrier...