Chapter 109

Chapter 109: Chapter 107: "Su Ming’an?"Ding Dong!"

After the transport’s white light faded, Lv Shu heard this system notification.

But beyond that, there was nothing else.

There were no usual prompts at the start of each world, no requirements for mission success, and not even a background introduction.

Lv Shu was puzzled when suddenly he smelled a faint fragrance.

Subtle and serene, like the scent of tulips, followed by the crisp sound of glass bottles clinking not too far away.

He opened his eyes and saw darkness... It seemed to be nighttime. Shifting his gaze, he realized he was lying on a dilapidated small bed, which creaked with his movements.

In front of a wooden table in the room, sat a woman with flaxen hair, fiddling with glass bottles. She was facing away from him, holding a red and a green bottle that emitted pleasant sounds like piano keys, while white smoke puffed from the bottles’ mouths, casting a soft circle of light and shadows around a dim candle on the table.

"You’re awake? Oh lost traveler." The woman turned her head, her slightly wavy hair shimmering under the candlelight, revealing a pale face with slender eyes that carried a glow of emerald fire within them.

Her figure was slender, covered in a large robe, and when she turned, Lv Shu noticed the small dagger tucked at her waist—it seemed this place was not one of peace.

The heat in the live stream had already picked up.

As the second most notable figure in Dragon Country after Su Ming’an, Lv Shu had a considerable following, although most of them had now switched to watching Su Ming’an or Edward’s streams. Still, some loyal fans made it a point to tune in on time every time.

"Who are you?" Lv Shu looked at the woman.

"Wait a moment, before I answer your question, outsider traveler... I need to keep an eye on the time..." the woman glanced at the clock on the wall, the weak candlelight slowly moving the hand towards the number three.

"The timing of your awakening is just right." The woman smiled: "I know you have many questions, however, you will receive all the answers during the day."

She stood up, her figure hidden in a voluminous black robe, and clipped a bottle to her waist. She turned, smiling at him, "...now, it’s time for us to act."

"Creak—" abruptly, the wooden door of the room opened as if pushed by an invisible hand.

Only then did Lv Shu notice that the room had no windows; there was no way to see the outside world, only the door leading outside.

"Come with me." The woman said, holding a dim yellow lamp in her right hand, while her other somewhat dry-skinned hand gently grasped his.

Her hand was cold, possibly from constantly touching the chilly glass bottle, but more so, it was a lifeless kind of cold. Lv Shu frowned slightly but didn’t pull away just yet.

Once outside, he saw a quiet darkness—it seemed to be a village with a round bright moon hanging in the sky, and below it, a path that glowed faintly in the moonlight with houses on either side, somber as tombstones.

... It was like a ghost town with no signs of living souls, not even a dog barked or a rooster crowed.

Beneath the dim light, only their light footsteps could be heard on the town’s paths.

"...where are we going?"

"Shh." The woman’s finger gently pressed against his lips, "...don’t speak, outsider. The night here... is a dangerous one. If you don’t want to be killed by ferocious monsters."

Lv Shu, wary, pulled her hand away from his lips.

"...It’s okay, outsider." The woman’s lamp flickered as she spoke, and the glass bottle at her waist clinked, "After watching for a while, you will understand the mission... that we bear."

She sighed, her expression somewhat despondent, "This town has been cursed for far too long, people die in anguish every day... And from my birth, I knew that those of us with abilities must take responsibility during the night to protect the innocent and also, kill the guilty..."

"Your name?"

"Sharina." The woman said with a smile at the end.

"Nice name."

"Thank you for the compliment, outsider." Sharina didn’t seem inclined to ask his name and instead continued somewhat sentimentally:

"...Outsider, you are lucky, you have the same abilities to act during the night as I do. In this struggle against monsters... I will stay with you until we achieve the ultimate victory."

"What abilities? What are these monsters? How do we claim victory? Do other players also get their corresponding NPCs?" Lv Shu bombarded her with questions straightforwardly, using the terms "players" and "NPCs."

However, Sharina seemed to understand him and ignored most of his questions, speaking to herself, "There are twelve lost travelers who came to this town, and you are one of them. Each of you has a ’Guide’ like myself. However, our identities as ’Guides’ differ, some are innocents, and some are sinners. But I believe... you will lead us out of the cursed mire, break the endless cycle of reincarnation, kill the sinful townfolk, and bring back all the light to the mortal world..."

Lv Shu still seemed confused and wanted to ask more, but Sharina suddenly stopped walking.

He smelled an extremely strong scent of blood.

"We’ve arrived." Sharina said, looking at the glowing Sanskrit-like pattern in her hand, she stopped in front of this house.

The live broadcast’s comments continued:

The barrage of comments continued playfully, yet Lv Shu’s expression grew more serious.

"Why, did we stop?" Lv Shu asked.

He noticed that there was a small sign on this house, covered in scratches, at its core, there was an Arabic numeral .

"Because... tonight is the time we need to act," Sharina’s smile faded, her expression solemn and tinged with a hint of mild sorrow. She reached out her hand and pushed the door, which was unlocked. The creaking sound of the old wooden plank followed, and a strong scent of blood instantly rushed out.

"Let’s see the victim of tonight, Traveler from the outside world," Sharina stepped aside, allowing Lv Shu to enter.

Lv Shu’s heartbeat skipped a beat in an instant.

It was as if he had an overwhelming premonition of fear that suddenly pressed down on him, causing a feeling of loss in his chest that he could barely suppress.

He involuntarily took a breath, his steps somewhat stiff, as he slowly, very slowly, shifted his gaze amidst the smell of blood.

He saw it—the figure lying in a pool of blood in the room under Sharina’s dim light.

The barrage of comments exploded instantly.

Lv Shu moved forward with trembling steps.

Lots of fresh red blood stained the bedding in the room’s bed, the scene looking like it was attacked suddenly, with the red bedsheet pulled to the floor.

And the whole person lay sideways on the ground, his chest marked with three distinct claw marks and scratches, densely packed, running from his chest down to his abdomen, his blood splashed on the ground like ink, filling the crevices of the stone floor with red.

Sharina shifted the light, and under the dim yellow light, Lv Shu confirmed the person’s appearance once more.

He stepped forward, touching the person’s neck on the ground with an extremely trembling hand, only to feel an utter stillness.

He was suddenly enveloped by a sense of inexplicable weightlessness, as if the dry cold air could no longer seep in. His eyes wide open, he almost murmured the person’s name but received no response.

"...Ming’an?"

He softly called out, but saw that the person’s closed eyes were stained with blood.

The light in Lv Shu’s eyes gradually faded.

His fists clenched silently, and gradually, blood began to seep out.

A bone-deep intent to kill appeared, his eyes wide open as the entire sclera slowly stained with blood red.

"Who killed him...?"

His voice was very low, as if squeezed from his throat.

"This, I don’t know," Sharina shook her head. "A malignant monster that moves at night killed him, but I don’t know the movements of the monster... Hey, wait a moment, Traveler from the outside world, where are you going?"

She reached out and grabbed Lv Shu, who looked extremely emotionally unstable and was about to leave, her eyes filled with surprise.

"The one who killed him was a player, wasn’t it—one of them?" Lv Shu slowly turned his head, and Sharina then realized that his eyes were already filled with utmost anger.

She instantly felt the aura of the person in front of her as if it had suddenly risen, pressing down on her so much that she could hardly breathe.

The person in front of her, compared to his previous silent and stiff appearance... looked like a completely different person.

"I am going to kill all the players—except for myself." A smile, somewhat frightening and unsettling, abruptly appeared on Lv Shu’s face, which hardly ever smiled.

Under the dim light, that smile stirred up a sensation, silent and intense like the sinking of the sun at dusk.

"Su Ming’an was a good man, those who killed him should die... If it’s unclear who should die, then it’s better to have everyone die..."

Emotions surged violently from him, surprising Sharina so much that she almost let go, but she quickly grabbed him again before Lv Shu could leave.

"Don’t stop me."

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Her glass vial at her waist swayed:

"...You can save him, too."

Lv Shu turned his head in an instant.

The gleam in his eyes was reborn.

"I am the witch of this town—Sharina." Sharina unfastened a glass vial from her waist, one red potion and one green.

The candle was placed on the table, and the two mysteriously colored glass vials looked sparkling.

"Town witch, can you help me save him?" Lv Shu repeated her words, with a hope and confusion like a drowning man clutching at straws.

"...Outsider Traveler, travel with me, travel with the witch Sharina."

Sharina looked at him, her voice slow and solemn, laced with a fine and firm devotion.

The dim light cast on her flaxen hair, spreading a deep play of light and shadow.

"...You are the Cleric of the town with a powerful unique ability, you possess a potion that can resurrect the dead and a poison that can kill any player..." She took a breath, then placed the vial into his palm, her touch turning from cold to warm and heavy.

Lv Shu gazed at the beautiful glass vial in his hand.

The mysteriously colored liquid moved inside, shimmering slightly.

"Outsider Traveler, number four traveler Lv Shu—the traveler before you, number one traveler Su Ming’an, died before your eyes..."

Sharina’s gaze was eagerly and earnestly fixed on him:

"...would you choose to use this only antidote

—and resurrect him?"

And at that moment, the clear system’s voice finally rang in Lv Shu’s ears.