"Okay, let's stop this topic. Don't continue talking about it. It's not good for us to guess it."

He stretched out one hand and rubbed the still tingling eyebrows. Nico stretched out the other hand and stopped Krell's behavior. He waved his hand violently as if to interrupt some invisible threat, and curbed Krell's narrative very rudely.

She felt that if she continued, there would be an unparalleled crisis waiting for her.

Or she felt the threat nearby. Her premonition of crisis was warning the girl not to meddle in other people's business. Some kind of cold and trembling that permeated her heart made her involuntarily make her refuse, refusing to hear any messages about that person. Refusing to accept any messages about that person and refusing to accept any messages about that person and history.

Let him bury him in the past, but what he got was only horror and coldness. Her blind eyes and the pain in her brain already reminded her that she was just a mere mortal and had no right to touch those things.

But when I recalled, I felt a smooth and trembling feeling when the tentacles of marine creatures crawled across the skin. My throat was like it was blocked and I couldn't make any sound. Even the brain nerves had a strange stay, preventing her from continuing to think in that direction. Using instinct and physiological means, her subconscious mind was stopping her from thinking.

She doesn't want to die yet.

No, there is nothing scary about death. For players, death is not a threatening means. So what are you afraid of? It should be fear. She doesn't want to face that kind of fear, she doesn't want to face the despair that even the gods can sink into the abyss.

Knowing only a little problem brings such a cruel ending. So what will be the sacrifices made after knowing so much? Are both eyes blind? Are hands and feet chopped into human sticks? Is the body alienated into monsters? Or is it as the little girl said, as long as you continue to pursue it, you will face death that humans cannot face?

Just thinking about it, I felt a feeling of suffocation swept across my body. She could even see the illusion of death showing a dry bone-like smile to her, tightly shaking her throat. It was an illusion brought by fear. But Nico knew very well that if he continued to pursue it, the illusion of death might turn into a real giant hammer. A little girl would wave the hammer, bringing up a fishy storm, knocking her head shell into pieces as easily and comfortably as if she was knocking hazelnuts.

"Don't talk anymore...Mr. Crael...this is not something we can get in touch..."

"Miss Nico? What's wrong with you?"

Just when I recalled, my chest felt ache. Under Krell's confused gaze, Nico was hunched over and panting like an asthma patient, his body trembling like a sieve, and his pale face was covered with fine cold sweat.

"Burn those scrolls and remove the magic circle. Just pretend that nothing has happened." Fear will become more and more intense as time goes by. Nico even felt that the skull was trembling because of this unstable choice, which made her unable to think rationally and correctly.

As long as she thought about the scene where the girl smiled with a giant hammer, her reason was like she was broken by a giant hammer. Her body language became fragmented because of the wavering. She was definitely not afraid of the current situation because of the power of the dwarf, but the dwarf girl was so persistent that she could not control herself by the goal she admired. Even if she thought about the little girl's smile, she could not stop thinking about her initial panic.

What would happen if the little girl knew about this conversation? What would happen if she misunderstood the conversation? What would happen if she discovered this conversation? What would happen if she died? Will she be killed by her? Or would it happen?

"Well, Miss Nico, I'm sorry to ask me a presumptuous question. I wonder if you can understand it. Could it be..."

Crael on the opposite side seemed to have already reached something, and his face turned pale immediately. He subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and adjusted the armor on Li's body with some anxiety. A pale and thin finger pointed slightly at the ceiling in the hall.

Even if the whole room was shining with candles and oil lamps, it could not stop the darkness of the two people from a certain idea. A cold and gloomy atmosphere gradually spread between the two people, just like walking in a cold and wet mass grave in the middle of the night. The coldness, like ice, and gentle breath as if it were a woman, wrapped around their necks.

The charcoal in the stove was burning, and the sparks burst out looked at the silent two people like twisted and terrifying smiles. The products of these energy swayed in the air, twisted into various strange looks. They looked at the humans who had no idea what fear was. They were so slow that they didn't even know that the tentacles in the shadow had touched their souls, but only knew to pursue some uninformed truths meaninglessly.

What you want to know is sacrifice. This is the principle of the world.

"No, I'm not sure, but we'd better not pursue it. Don't ask me why. In short, don't pursue it." The shaken alchemist shook his head in a panic and said in a hurry: "Burn all the scrolls and destroy the magic circles, so it's best to make everyone not know about this. Don't worry about why, it's best to listen to mine, really!"

"Why? Miss Nico, is there any problem with these information?" Krell scratched his head in confusion at the information on it, and said hesitantly: "It's not just information or something, right? It's just a batch of documents..."

"Don't worry about the useless ones, burn them quickly! This is good for each other!"

"……I see."

This behavior that did not fit her usual image was naturally captured by Crael. But the unusual frenzy made him feel that there must be something inside. So he didn't ask anything. He just said lightly and quickly wiped out the magic circle floating in the air, and threw all the scrolls into the burning stove in the hall.

What they didn't know was that in a corner behind the hall, a short figure cut out in dissatisfaction. He dragged a behemoth that obviously did not meet the normal proportion, and merged into the shadow with silent steps like a ghost.

PS: The second update is ~ I'm sorry if I didn't have three updates~
Chapter completed!