She was right. My luck had indeed always been with me; otherwise, I probably wouldn't have lived this long.
But this time, I felt things were a little dicey.
I didn't want to keep placing my fate in the hands of luck. There were too many uncertainties in that.
But there was nothing more I could say at the moment. I couldn't exactly undermine my own confidence, could I? Ye Jinghong had only been trying to comfort me. I smiled. "That's true. I believe we'll be able to handle it. That old guy probably won't just stand by and watch something happen to me."
We headed toward the next ghost village.
There were only the two of us. Without Conan, it somehow felt like something was missing.
After leaving the Ghoul Clan's territory, the sky brightened again.
Having left the darkness behind, we felt a little more at ease.
"What clan is up ahead again?"
"Conan didn't seem to mention it," Ye Jinghong said.
"The Kui Clan lies ahead. The Kui Clan excels at confusing human heart and possesses immense strength. They are brutal by nature. They can even divide up and eat their own kind. Among their own clan, it is survival of the fittest."
Ye Jinghong and I were both startled and looked toward the source of the voice.
"No need to look. You can't see me."
"Nightmare? You're a Nightmare!" I said.
"That's right. I'm from the Nightmare Clan, so it's not wrong to call me Nightmare. But I'm curious—how did you know who I was?"
"Because you aren't here at all. You merely used some method to influence our minds and convey information. But if you wanted to warn us, why hide like this?"
The Nightmare said, "I originally intended to come meet you, but if