In the pouring rain, the umbrella-holding "Medium" asked calmly.
The figure curled up in the alley kept coughing up blood.
When he raised his head to look at Arthur, his eyes were filled with horror.
"Monster! Monster!"
"You monster!"
He muttered as he struggled to get up, but the backlash he had just suffered made his efforts look utterly ridiculous.
Even with all his strength, he could not stand.
Merely rolling over left him completely exhausted.
He lay there, gasping for breath.
Only then did Arthur notice the patch of charred black flesh on his chest.
It looked like a burn.
Or perhaps...
A lightning strike!
An idea immediately formed in Arthur's mind, but he maintained his earlier smile. Looking at the man lying faceup in the torrential rain, he asked again.
"Sir, do I look like a human to you, or a god?"
The repeated question seemed to emphasize something, bringing a realization to the figure lying in the alley.
"Heh, you're completing a ritual?
It's useless!
I won't answer!
You monster!"
The man sneered, his eyes filled with contempt as he looked at Arthur.
He was trying to provoke Arthur.
More than that, he wanted Arthur to come closer.
Arthur understood this perfectly.
So he stayed at the mouth of the alley. He would not approach, much less touch the man.
"If you're willing to answer, I can do you a favor. How does that sound?"
Arthur seemed to be trying to persuade him.
Lv5 [Bluff] flashed once again.
"Heh, and then take my life?"
The man sneered again.
"Yes, answering will cost you your life, but... not immediately!
You'll have some time to put your affairs in order!
But if you keep stalling, I'm afraid the people searching for you will find you. When that happens, you