Fors's Fear

"Huff, huff..."

Fors, panting heavily, supported Hugh's weak body, and the two of them ran on their knees towards the end of the alley.

"Stare! Stare! Stare!"

Heavy footsteps approached, followed closely by a group of men in pursuit. These men were dressed in ordinary worker uniforms, seemingly trying to disguise themselves as locals. However, their fanatical and Distortion expressions completely betrayed the fact that they were not residents of the East Borough.

As the distance between the two and their pursuers gradually closed, Hugh, who was leaning against Fors, struggled to stand up and turned around.

My Judgment is: leave!

She shouted sternly at those people.

An invisible judgment, accompanied by a chilling aura, echoed through the alley. The pursuers involuntarily stopped, and some at the back even bumped into those in front, causing chaos.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Fors quickened her pace and fled. She saw that after Hugh used his power, his face quickly turned even paler.

Damn it!

They came for Hugh!

She thought anxiously to herself, "Mr. Fool, this is too dangerous!"

On that wondrous night, Above the Gray Fog, the lofty and mysterious Mr. Fool rescued her from the unknown voices. Concerned for Hugh's injuries, she also made a plea to that being.

The patient's answer was an address.

"There lives a powerful Secrets Suppliant's Pathway. His situation is unique; he doesn't worship evil gods and should be able to fulfill your request..." Mr. Fool paused, then continued, "Also, don't mention my name in front of him."

How could Secrets Suppliant doesn't believe in True Creator become so powerful? I know now, he must be a follower of Mr. Fool, receiving his protection...

At that moment, Fors made this guess in his mind.

After returning to reality from the Above the Gray Fog, Fors spent a night considering her options and finally decided to trust Mr. Fool. After all, he had saved her and shown some goodwill.

So, after daybreak, she helped Hugh head to the East Borough to find the mysterious doctor. However, before they even reached their destination, the Degeneration aura emanating from Hugh attracted a group of strange creatures. They were wandering the East Borough, seemingly searching for something, and upon seeing Hugh, they became fanatical and terrifying, launching an attack.

"Hold on, Xiu!"

Fors gasped for breath, feeling a burning pain in her lungs. She regretted not exercising more before, instead spending all her time lying down, which led to insufficient physical strength and caused problems at this crucial moment.

"Thump thump thump!"

Soon, footsteps sounded again from behind. The pursuers were not extraordinary individuals, but they were exceptionally difficult to deal with; even Xiu's abilities could only slow them down for a short while. Their minds seemed to have been spun out by fanaticism, making it difficult for mental influence to take effect.

"You can run by yourself..."

"Shu said in a muffled voice."

"Shut up!"

Although Fors could easily shake them off with her "Door Opening" ability, the illusory door only allowed her to pass through alone, preventing her from escaping with Hugh.

She can't abandon Xiu!

Fors walked through the alley, and the view opened up a bit more. Suddenly, she saw an excessively handsome young man standing in front of her, curiously looking at the two of them.

His gaze lingered on Hugh for a while longer.

If it weren't for the current situation, Fors might have wanted to strike up a conversation with this handsome young man. But in the present circumstances, all she wanted to do was escape as quickly as possible.

"Get out of the way..."

"Aaaaaah!"

Hugh, who was leaning on her shoulder, suddenly groaned in pain, her body convulsing. Her movements were too abrupt, disrupting their balance. The already exhausted Fors lost control and fell to the ground with Hugh.

Oops!

The pain of the fall jolted Fors to her feet. She struggled to get up, turned to look at Hugh, and saw that his wound was rapidly worsening, his expression one of extreme agony.

"Shu, get up!"

Fors tried to help her petite friend up, but she had lost control of her body and was just convulsing.

Moan.

"It is the breath of the Lord."

At the alley entrance, the group of fanatical extremists had caught up, their eyes Greed fixed on the fallen Hugh.

Hateful...

Fors gritted her teeth, pulled a dagger from under her skirt, and prepared to fight these guys to the death. Just then, she suddenly noticed that the handsome young man had walked up to her and knelt down to check on Hugh's injuries.

Are you out of your mind?!

"Get out of here quickly."

She kindly offered her advice.

Unfortunately, the young man completely ignored her, only looking down at Xiu.

"Cecilia, spare one of them."

He said it without looking up.

Stay alive?

The sound of the body falling to the ground suddenly rang out, Fors looked up blankly.

Then she saw a slender figure swiftly weaving through the crowd. Sharp daggers gleamed coldly, appearing intermittently at their throats, hearts, and other vital points. Splattering blood accompanied by screams rang out simultaneously, adding a touch of vibrant color to this dance of slaughter.

Fors then realized that the person was actually an extremely beautiful young girl.

When only one person remained, the black-haired girl reversed the dagger and struck the man on the back of the head with the handle, knocking him unconscious. She noticed Fors's gaze, looked over with her azure eyes, and gave him a gentle and beautiful smile.

At this moment, a few drops of bright red blood still stained her delicate face.

I'll use her as a model next time I write a novel...

Fors stared blankly into thought.

It took her a moment to realize what was happening.

No, I need to take Xiu to see a doctor right away!

"Thank you for saving me..."

She thanked him with a mixture of gratitude and trepidation.

Although they helped me, they were far too efficient at killing.

Your friend is badly injured.

"Yes, I'm just about to take her to see a doctor..."

"Most doctors can't cure her." Before Fors could finish speaking, she was interrupted casually, "I can help you treat her."

But as compensation, you have to answer some of my questions.

The young man spoke with an unquestionable tone, his eyes seeming to radiate a kind of madness that instilled fear in Fors, leaving him unable to refute.

"Um... okay, thank you very much."

Fors wanted to say that she had already found the right person, but the beautiful young woman had already walked over. Seeing her still-dripping dagger, Fors wisely refrained from refusing.

At worst, I'll leave when he becomes incurable... Don't anger them...

"Wait a moment while I take care of things here."

Luther ignored the other person's psychological changes, turned around, stepped over several corpses, and squatted down in front of the unconscious person.

The Shepherd's Characteristic didn't react; they weren't extraordinary. However, they weren't ordinary people either. Through their eyes, Luther could see the Degeneration aura emanating from the corpses, indicating that these people were followers of the True Creator.

A group of followers of a True Creator are chasing after an extraordinary being who has been Degeneration. That's interesting.