Weird Stories: Gothic Lolita Begins

The night crow opened his eyes and stood up from the coffee table.

The crow paced, stretched out his wings and patted his head, saying to himself: "That voice is really tormenting..."

"Anyway, it does not contain the influence of mysticism, and I will forget it later." The consciousness transmitted from the main body said so.

The night crow did not continue this topic, but asked: "What changes will happen after the 'firm' has chewed the 'misplaced fairy tale'?"

"I don't know." The consciousness of the main body said, "Life will be more interesting if you keep some unknowns appropriately."

"...Okay, then I will have a 'real' sleep first... I hope nothing will disturb me again." The night crow muttered.

"Don't worry, the 'firm' still has half of the 'misplaced fairy tale' in its 'mouth'. The only dream-type ghost stories that dare to approach this area now are 'Ink Sea' and 'Bottomless Nightmare'."

...

On November 11, just after midnight, the night crow suddenly received a call from Lei, who had been living in the seventh district recently.

"...Have you found the location of the 'God Hidden Mist'? Okay, I'll go there right away."

After watching movies and TV shows for several days and nights, Night Crow yawned, hung up the phone, and directly extended his mental power to instruct "Rumor Has a Family Office" to open a door directly to Lei's current location.

Recently, probably because it was busy digesting the "Misplaced Fairy Tale", "Rumor Has a Family Office", which was nicknamed "Little Rumor" by Lu Xili last night, reacted much slower. After dozens of seconds, a new door appeared on the wall on one side of the living room.

The door panel opened by itself, and Night Crow staggered through the doorway and hit Lei directly, and was caught by Lei with a surprised look on his face.

"Why do you look so haggard after playing games for three days and three nights?!" Lei changed his posture and picked up Crow, asking in surprise.

Night Crow did not answer, she had fallen asleep.

"Compared to that, don't you think that 'door' is more problematic?" In the office, the long-unseen blond knight Arlin couldn't help but complain.

On the side, Eve, who was used to it, took a sip of black tea and said calmly: "That is one of the controllable strange stories under the command of the Lord of Everlasting Darkness, don't worry about it."

"...This is the underground part of the seventh district, separated by several layers of protection measures." Arlin reminded "euphemistically".

"Get used to it." Eve remained calm.

"Look at it, young man." An old man with gray hair, no beard, and wearing a loose black robe said with a smile while holding a teacup, "The protection measures of the underground base in the next city were almost useless in the Inisel incident that year?"

This is "Atwood Tours", the actual person in charge of the national scientific expedition project, a famous historian in the Federation, and also an academic high-level magician.

"But..." Arlin tried to say something else.

"Take it easy." Rex, who had no presence and looked sleepy, yawned and said weakly, "Below the conceptual level, all beings are equal."

"..." Yarlin puffed up one side of his cheek, and finally sighed and changed the subject, "By the way, why do you look like you've been playing games for three days and three nights?"

"What's playing games for three days and three nights?" Rex yawned again, "Why do you think the higher-ups urgently transferred you here?"

"Yeah, why?" Yarlin asked puzzledly, "The higher-ups only told me that I'd know when I got there... I'm here now, and we've been chatting for a while, but I still don't know?"

"Oh... It's not a big deal, actually. After years of hardship, I finally see the road ahead again..." Rex said, and stood up shakily, "Anyway, the Peace will be handed over to you next... See you later."

After savoring it for a long time, Yarlin finally understood the implicit meaning of Rex's words.

At the moment of understanding, Yaerlin, who had been standing still at the peak of S-class for many years, was almost paralyzed by this heavy bomb.

It was not until Rex's figure completely disappeared in the corridor outside the door that Yaerlin, who was still dizzy, reacted and subconsciously murmured: "See you later..."

"See you later... Hehe, next time I see you, I'm afraid I should use honorifics for you..." The brain finally came out of the state of paralysis, Yaerlin laughed and shook his head, and his words could not hide his envy.

According to the statistics of the intelligence department of the Seventh Team a while ago, there are more than a hundred active S-class/super-class peaks in the current Green Star society, but there are only a few who are expected to break through that "boundary"...

Among those few, Yaerlin knew very well that he was not one of them.

At least not in the next few years.