Mysterious as the Wind, Always With Me

"How could you say such a thing to a lady!?" If Miss Baison wasn't afraid of attracting a monster hidden in the fog, she would kill the male god she was obsessed with until a few seconds ago.

She didn't yell. Just raising the pitch a little bit was her greatest restraint.

Even so, two soy-sized teardrops had already hung in the corners of her eyes, and they would burst into tears at any time.

At this moment, Miss Byson glanced at her little boots as if she had a guilty conscience.

It's okay if she doesn't see it, but when she sees it, she's stupid.

The boots themselves were a bit dirty due to walking on the ground full of dust and leaves, at least in and out of the bathroom, so I walked directly into the two crime scenes without dying. She didn't know it herself, there was a big lump of blood scabs on her boots, and when she got closer, she immediately felt a stench coming over her face.

This is good, the foot odor sits on the spot.

Miss Byson immediately felt a sense of collapse: "No, I, I didn't find out just now. I didn't mean to."

This time she had more reason to take off her boots, and Anthony, who was next to her, provided a replacement of women's loafers.

Mark suddenly said: "Wait! Do you want to use precious clean water to wash our dirty boots? That's for drinking. Of course, just take off the shoes and put them in the shoe cabinet, the blood may contaminate them. Other shoes. So I have a better idea."

With a flick of his wrist, he took out two bottles of [Water of Light], which is commonly known as holy water. Although each church calls the water filled with the power of its own main god holy water, the more widely recognized one is produced by the Church of Light. Holy water.

"When..." The silly girl was a little at a loss.

"When checking the three out-of-control apocrypha knight apprentices." Mark finished with a blank expression and turned to Anthony: "We can use holy water to purify the boots, just take off the shoes. I'm not used to strangers. Show socks in front of people."

The silly girl blinked, she really didn't know that the male god had such a strange habit, or hobby. When she met Mark's warning gaze, her neck shrank slightly: "My feet also stink, so it's not good...it will contaminate your shoes."

Change someone, maybe her stubborn temper will come.

Facing Mark, the savior, she dared not be disobedient. The point is, when she saw that handsome face, all her anger disappeared.

"This... okay." Anthony couldn't insist.

Everyone uses holy water to wash their boots, so it's hard to say that even the things washed with holy water will dirty his house as an ordinary person.

In front of Anthony, the two borrowed a rag, dipped it in holy water, wiped the outer wall of their boots once, and followed them in a grand manner.

The dim light of the lantern shone through the wooden house, which was obviously full of outdated feeling. Walking on the aisle, the pedal board made a "squeak" sound.

Mark noticed, however, that every plank on the wall was sealed with plaster, and there was no light shining through. Of course, it can also be understood as wind protection.

The mountain wind is so strong that it is very uncomfortable to penetrate the house in winter.

After walking through the six or seven meter long aisle, we arrived at the dining room.

Under the light of two kerosene lamps that had fallen on low beams, the two of them met Suzy, the hostess of the house, and her two children.

"She's Susie, this is our baby Jason and Nisha." Anthony introduced the family.

It looks like a very ordinary home, a very ordinary family.

The entire kitchen and dining room is full of wood furniture covered with smoke and oil stains, no modern electrical equipment, only the furnishings that seem to still stay in the feudal era.

Jason was a little boy about seven or eight years old, dressed in patches, with a bunch of freckles on his face.

The cute-looking Nisha is a little younger, about five or six years old. Her red skirt has no patches, but it is obvious that the corners of the skirt have been washed and faded. In her right hand she held a rag doll sewn from junk.

It looks a bit like a rag doll with a stitching monster, which is actually a very common thing in the homes of the middle and lower classes.

The middle-aged aunt Susie has a typical aunt's face and a bucket waist. She wears a dirty apron. Her flaxen hair is tied up in a mess on the back of her head. The situation made the two of them laugh. Apart from being relatively safe, there is nothing good here to greet the two of you."

"Don't mind, we'd be grateful if we could rest for a while." Mark returned the salute with a smile.

"Please rest assured that our house is not in the main building complex. Unless there is a strong light passing through, it is unlikely to attract the monsters in the fog." Anthony interjected.

Susie said enthusiastically, "We are preparing to have a meal, do you want to be together? Although it is not a high-end dish."

"Where did you find the food? Is there enough food in the dorm?"

Susie showed an embarrassed expression: "We may have been in this ghost place for a month, maybe longer. There is not much food in the dormitory, but fortunately, Anthony risked his death in the cafeteria yesterday and found some food in the pot. Rotten meat. And some unpeeled potatoes."

Anthony emphasized: "Professor Carter of the Department of Mystery found that after thoroughly wrapping pork with grease, it can be preserved for a longer time. I don't know why. Anyway, I found it."

Hearing this, Mark smiled: "Praise Professor Carter. But we just had enough to eat before we came into this world, so we don't need it. If you don't mind, we want to go to your living room to rest first."

"Oh, okay, please do it yourself." Anthony raised his hand and pointed in the direction opposite the dining room door.

Miss Byson felt very aggrieved. She had a feeling that since entering this room, Mark had been mad at her. Mark might have been full by noon, but because of her stupid dislocated jaw, she actually had almost nothing to eat, and now she's so hungry that her stomach is growling.

Before she could say anything, Mark secretly pulled her hard and led her out of the dining room.

Seeing the light of the kerosene lamp cast a long shadow in the dilapidated corridor, the one who grabbed the other side immediately turned around and became Miss Baison.

Entering the equally poorly furnished living room, and sitting on the only wooden bench in the middle, Mark said coldly, "Didn't you realize that those two children were starving?"

"Ah! Yes." Only then did Miss Baison wake up. Just now, the two children greeted them while staring at the meat and mashed potatoes on the table: "But, I..."

"Here!" Mark handed over a large loaf of bread and a small kettle.

Stupid girl recognized that this was a common bread in the school cafeteria, and she didn't think much about it.

Mark was a little speechless. Since he crossed, he has been tricked out of experience.

During the meal, a bunch of noble daughters came over, and all of them paid great attention to their manners. When they said a word, they had to swallow the food first and wipe their mouths before speaking. A group of young ladies on the opposite side kept chatting and asking questions. Eat a full meal.

This is a typical death to save face and suffer.

He sneaked away the food and hid it, and turned back to add food to himself, which almost became instinct.

Unexpectedly, it has become a key strategic reserve.

The fool eats the bread, and is afraid of making a fool of herself, so she turns her back to him.

When he didn't need to face Byson's eyes, Mark didn't need to hide himself. He glanced at the dining room opposite the door, with a heavy feeling that Miss Byson couldn't imagine.

He quickly restrained his gaze, took out another piece of bread, and gnawed it by himself.

After a while, Anthony came over after dinner: "Sorry for keeping you two waiting. According to my experience, in about 20 minutes, the world will enter a state of night. The monsters will be more active, and I strongly recommend the two of you. Sleep in the room first, and I'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Is it dangerous?" Mark asked.

"Probably, I have seen a group of survivors hiding in the formation system at night, but the next morning, I saw their bodies." Anthony's face was sad.

"Do you have any tricks to avoid that monster?"

"Probably just don't make too much noise. Not even bright light. I don't understand anything else."

"Okay, I'll disturb your family tonight."

"It's okay, we can save people, we are very happy."

"Is there anything I need to pay attention to at night?" Mark asked.

"Uh, there's a small attic above the second floor, with the armor I wore when I was a soldier. Maybe there's a hole in the roof of the attic, and it makes a strange sound like crying at night. Please don't pay attention to that sound." Anthony commanded very seriously.

"Understood."

"Then, is there anything we can do?" the little silly girl interjected.

"Can you play with my two kids if you can? They haven't seen the survivors in a long time."

"Okay." Miss Bison had a warm smile on her face.

"Come in, kid." Anthony greeted behind him.

Nisha timidly put her head in from the door: "Brother and sister, who of you would like to play house with me?"

"Let my sister come!" The little silly girl greeted her eagerly.

Nisha said softly: "Okay, okay! But there should be four people in a family. Can you help me find my brother and borrow his 'mystery warrior'?"

"I'll go!" Mark smiled.

He walked a few steps to the dining room opposite, and saw Jason holding a small wooden man in a daze. The wooden doll is very rough, that is, the degree of movement of several joints. A hole is drilled in the palm of the wood, and a small stick and a disc are placed in it to be regarded as a sword and shield.

"Jason..." Mark just said.

Jason turned his head: "I want my mysterious warrior again, right? Yes, mystery should be exchanged for mystery."

again?

Mark's heart touched a little, he still kept a gentle smile on his face, and turned his wrist: "Look, can this work? The [Eye of Light] with mysterious power."

That's right, this is a pendant that came from the legless knight in the bathroom. It has low-level exorcism power, and is a common equipment belonging to the clergy.

Jason smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Seeing that Mark came back with the 'Mysterious Warrior', Nisha immediately smiled: "My brother is stingy, if he doesn't give him something good, he will not lend me the 'Mysterious Warrior' every time. Brother, you are so kind, Do you want to play together?"

Mark smiled and pointed at her, Byson and the two dolls: "Isn't there a family of four? If I join in, there will be too many people."