Unlike mainland cities such as Backlund, Tingen, and Pritz Harbor, the colonial islands of Bansy and others lacked gas, with sparse streetlights and candles encased in glass domes, waiting to be lit.
Unfortunately, the wind rose early today, and no one went out by evening. The candlelight did not shine within the expected time, and the roads were pitch black, with only the Crimson Moon peeking through the clouds illuminating their outlines.
Compared to before, the wind was much calmer, at least Klein no longer needed to worry about his hat.
A thin mist gradually spread, and the doors and windows of the surrounding two-story houses were tightly closed, dark and gloomy, as if no one had lived there for a long time.
Klein carried a dim lantern in one hand and a sturdy cane in the other, walking briskly down the extremely quiet street, heading towards the Green Lemon Restaurant that " Blazing " Danitz had pointed out.
Ugh!
A breeze swirled through the thin mist, and Klein inexplicably felt a chill on his neck.
He raised his right hand, which was holding a cane, so that the collar of his double-breasted suit stood straight up, completely covering his neck.
Just then, a scene suddenly flashed into his mind!
In the scene, a dark shadow the size of a watermelon darted out of the mist and instantly pounced on his ear.
Without thinking, Klein swung his arm and forearm back, forcefully pulling out his cane.
Bang!
The sudden dark figure had barely gotten close when it was struck head-on and sent flying backward a considerable distance.
With the help of the lantern's light, Klein finally saw clearly what had attacked him.
That's a head!
It was a head that had lost its body and was hanging from its esophagus!
The head Levitation in mid-air, its face resembling a shriveled cheese covered in mold, its skin, dripping with yellowish-green liquid, loose and sagging, yet still outlining the contours of its bones.
It had only two black holes left where its nose was, its eyes were mostly white with little black, bulging outwards, and its lips were mostly rotten, revealing sharp teeth mixed with blood!
"Bullshit!" Danitz, the " Blazing," shuddered slightly upon seeing this and cursed under his breath.
Even though he had explored many treasures and fought many Monster, he had rarely seen anything so disgusting and terrifying.
He had somehow acquired a classic revolver in his hand, his elbow pressed down, ready to fire.
At that moment, he saw a pure and clear light descend from the sky and land on his head, which had been stiffened by the blow.
ah!
A scream rang out, and the withered, hideous head rapidly evaporated and dissolved, vanishing without a trace.
"So weak!" Danitz remarked instinctively.
Is Gehrman Sparrow a " The Sun " type Monster? Doesn't seem like it... It must rely on magical artifacts... I hadn't even noticed it before Gehrman Sparrow detected the enemy and attacked; it's indeed very strong... Danitz quickly shifted his attention to something else.
Just as his thoughts were settling, he caught a glimpse of a similar head flying out of the mist on the side, trying to bite his neck.
Bang!
Danitz calmly pulled the trigger.
The brass-colored bullet struck the moldy head precisely, shattering the man's forehead and sending him sprawling backward, frozen in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, a crimson mass rapidly expanded within Danitz's loosely clenched left palm, and flames began to swirl around it.
He leaned forward, dragged his arm, and "threw" the ball of flame, which slammed into his stiff head with a bang.
Flames shot up, burning crimson red, and the skin on the head quickly charred black, making a hissing sound.
However, it was unaffected and lunged forward, its mouth wide open, about to bite Danitz's neck.
This turn of events caught Danitz somewhat off guard. He barely had time to dodge, so he quickly tucked his neck in, curled up, and rolled forward, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.
Crimson light reappeared in his left palm, but instead of expanding, the flames contracted inward, layer upon layer.
In the blink of an eye, Danitz, while dodging, threw out that orange fireball, which was only the size of an eye.
Controlled by his Spirituality, the fireball arced through the air and flew precisely into the mouth of the withered head.
Boom!
A flash of fire, and an explosion ripped apart the flying head from the inside out, sending countless fragments and blood scattering in all directions.
Finally, it's resolved... Danitz rolled over and stood up, letting out a sigh of relief.
He then realized that these headless Monster were actually quite difficult to deal with, and Gehrman Sparrow easily took one down.
"The main reason is that the extraordinary abilities of the ' The Sun ' domain are very effective at suppressing similar things!" Danitz added dismissively to himself.
As the thought crossed his mind, he glanced to the side and saw that Gehrman Sparrow. Carrying his cane and lantern, he was running quickly into the distance, his black tuxedo billowing slightly behind him.
"... Bullshit! Wait for me... wait for me!" Danitz's pupils contracted, and he strode after him, not daring to linger alone in the thin fog and dim environment.
Inside the Green Lemon Restaurant.
Looking at the white porcelain bowl in front of her and the dark red blood clots inside, Donna recalled the strange and terrifying feeling she had when the guests ate earlier, and the gushing blood oozing from the neck of the headless cloaked man.
Her throat tightened, and she nearly vomited.
Donna decided to give up this delicacy, even though the strong aroma had already filled her nose.
She ate some salad and mashed potatoes casually, waiting for the wind outside to stop, and noticed that the wall clock was ticking so slowly.
Time passed slowly, and one table of customers after another paid their bills and left the second floor. The place became quieter and emptier.
Thump, thump, thump! Donna found the sound of them walking down the wooden steps incredibly irritating.
Finally, she noticed that the trees outside had stopped shaking, and the ground was covered with various debris.
"The wind has stopped!" Donna exclaimed excitedly, pointing to the window.
Her father, importer and exporter Urdi Blanche, pinched his forehead and growled in a low voice:
Donna, what about your table manners?
"But..." Donna was about to argue when Krivis raised his hand and pressed it down, saying:
"It's 7:40 PM, dinner is almost over, let's head back as soon as possible. There are many unpleasant rumors about the nights in Bansy Harbor."
Every merchant who makes a living from the sea is more or less superstitious, especially when it comes to folklore and legends. Therefore, after a moment's thought, Uldi agreed to Krivis's proposal.
He quickly paid the bill and led his family and bodyguards down to the first floor.
Just as Krivis was about to Door Opening the door to scout ahead, a creaking sound suddenly came from the next room, startling Donna so much that she almost screamed and gripped her brother Denton's hand tightly.
A figure stepped out, glanced at them, and said calmly:
It's foggy, it's best not to go out.
The figure was dressed in a black tailcoat, without a hat, and wore glasses on his nose. His face was fleshy and almost round.
"Mr. Fox, what are you trying to say?" Krivis recognized him as the owner of the Green Lemon Restaurant.
Fox said expressionlessly:
"In Bansy, on foggy nights and nights with drastically changing weather, it's best not to go out or answer knocks, otherwise, you might encounter something bad."
"Someone has already left!" Donna became increasingly frightened as she listened, and emphasized loudly.
Fox pointed to the various rooms on the first floor:
They chose to stay overnight.
Squeak! Clang!
As soon as Fox finished speaking, doors opened one after another, some gently and some forcefully. The gentlemen and ladies who had been there earlier came to the doorways and watched quietly as Donna and her family were about to leave.
"Perhaps we should respect the local customs," Urdi Blanche. "Staying here for one night won't delay our boarding."
Based on Krivis's previous experience, he should have followed Fox's advice and stayed at the Green Lemon Restaurant in this situation. However, he remembered the reminder from Gehrman Sparrow, a powerful adventurer who could guard " Blazing " Danitz!
There are hidden dangers in Bansy Harbor... without specifying whether it's indoors or outdoors... Krivis quickly made a decision and said to Uldi:
"Mr. Blanche, please trust my professionalism."
"Yes, I've seen many folk customs, but none of them have any real effect," another bodyguard Teague, chimed in.
Before he could finish speaking, a series of thumping sounds came from the restaurant door, and faint screams could be heard in the distance.
"Look, there's knocking. Don't respond," Fox said slowly.
Uldi felt a pang of fear and was about to choose to stay the night.
Donna glanced at the gentlemen and ladies standing at their respective doors and found their gazes inexplicably strange.
"No, we have to go back!" the little girl emphasized, almost screaming.
Krivis also felt that indescribable oppression and the chill that seeped into his bones, and reiterated his opinion:
"If there's a problem, staying here will be more dangerous. There are cannons on the ship, and Sailor with guns and knives."
This reason convinced Uldi, who gestured for Krivis to Door Opening.
Krivis waited until the knocking stopped, then gripped his gun in one hand and pulled back with the other to open the door.
The wind howled outside, the darkness was deep, and the fog was thick, as if many Monster were lurking there.
Donna, holding her younger brother Denton's hand, hid behind Cecil and slowly left the restaurant.
Clang!
The restaurant doors suddenly closed, preventing them from ever returning.
At that moment, they were like ships in a storm, utterly alone in the world.
Krivis, carrying the lantern, walked ahead when he suddenly saw something fly over, hit the ground, and roll a few times.
Donna and the others looked over instinctively and immediately let out horrified cries.
It was a shriveled, moldy head!
Then they saw light.
A beam of light descended from the sky, and the disgusting head melted away.
"This..." Uldi and the others swallowed hard, their bodies trembling slightly.
Just then, they saw a dim, yellowish light approaching from the depths of the fog.
It was a figure carrying a lantern, wearing a neat half-high silk hat and a double-breasted long dress that blended seamlessly with the Evernight. His face had distinct features, revealing a sharp and cold demeanor.
" Sparrow!" Donna and Denton exclaimed.
They felt their hearts instantly become at peace.
Klein tossed the lantern to Danitz beside him, picked up his cane, and calmly addressed Krivis and the others:
"Go to the telegraph office first."
"Where are the Dimodo family?"
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