Chapter 202: Vol3 Ch2: The blood of evil

Time slowly passed, the light of the sun slowly faded away, the town that still had a bit of liveliness was now totally devoid of it. None of the houses turned on any lights, so only the dim streetlamps at the corners of the street exuded a little bit of insignificant heat.

Occasionally, the sound of a low growling echoed across the streets, and an ominous presence had enveloped this town. From afar, the sound of knives or swords slashing bones and flesh could be heard faintly resounding, making for quite a terrifying night.

Negary was sitting on the bed, after the dinner from earlier, the maid Lunchances hadn’t appeared again, the inside of the room also became devoid of sound, plunged into what seemed to be deathly silence.

〖 Night and day almost seems to be two completely different worlds 〗

Negary reached his hand out to sense the moonlight peering through the window. He could feel that something within this body was trying to awaken, but due to the lack of a certain thing, this awakening was soon interrupted.

〖 There is some sort of power within the moonlight, trying to entice this body to change 〗Negary pulled his hand back: 〖 The bloodletting therapy from earlier was actually effective 〗

Negary recalled one of the images he saw as he entered this world: a group of long-eared creatures gathered under the moonlight, then started to dance beneath the shade of a great tree. Quite obviously, this was the display of worship towards the moon.

〖 The moonlight! 〗

As he looked up, the moon in the sky appeared incredibly dim, as if there was something drifting around it, causing even the simply shining moonlight to give off an indescribable sense of eeriness.

〖 The moon in the image wasn’t like this 〗

Negary remembered the images he was shown quite clearly, where the moon had a considerable degree of holiness to it: 〖 So, some sort of change had occurred, causing the elves under the moonlight to mutate into the humans of today? 〗

Hearing the sound of footsteps, as well as the sound of flowing liquid outside, Negary opened the window just a bit to observe the scenery below, only to see a man in a black cloak and a wide-brimmed hat whose face was obscured, trying to run from one side of the street to the other.

The man was wielding a large scythe in his hand with several small chains attached to the end of the sickle, the ends of which were tied with several small, furry ‘something’.

After choosing a position, the man wielded the scythe in both hands, turned to face what Negary assumed to be a monster as he started chanting an incomprehensible incantation.

As for the flowing liquid, it was actually a mass of black muddy substance that was flowing towards this direction from the corner of the street. Several pale small arms were reaching out from the muddy substance, from afar, it looked like a spider that had been squashed.

The spider-like monster wasn’t particularly slow; using its arms, it quickly rushed towards the scythe-wielding man. A humanoid creature then abruptly surfaced from inside the muddy liquid, which looked like a pale-white centipede, which then leapt towards the man.

The man was panting heavily, but still managed to finish chanting his incantation as a certain light manifested on his scythe. He nimbly retreated several steps to avoid the monster’s rush, then resolutely swung the scythe down to cut the multi-armed monster in half during its rush. Some sort of black aura erupted from the blade of the scythe and spread to the rest of the monster’s body.

The monster then gave off a strange cry, like the sound from a boiling pot of water that was constantly bubbling, or the sound of air escaping from the lungs of a drowning man; it was uncanny and uncomfortable to the ears.

Although the monster was cut in half, it did not die; instead it quickly scurried back into the black muddy substance.

Using this opportunity, the man quickly rushed forward, took a jet-black ‘something’ from his waist while chanting an incantation before shoving that ‘something’ into the muddy substance that was trying to escape.

The ‘something’ turned into a huge mass of what seemed like hair, quickly expanding until it completely surrounded the muddy substance, then swiftly shrank while restraining the pale-white monster inside, forming a mass of round furry ‘something’.

The man took that thing, hung it on the final length of chain at the end of his sickle before looking up at Negary who was on the second floor.

It was only now that Negary managed to see what the man looked like under the wide-brimmed hat: a metallic mask that was fixed to the hat itself. The mask was forged to look like that of an owl, which appeared extremely creepy under the dim light of the streetlamps and the eerie moonlight.

The eyes behind the mask seemed to be able to see through the window, as the man observed Negary. He then lowered his head, propped the scythe on his shoulder and quickly left, leaving only the black muddy substance on the side of the streets.

The sound of footsteps could be heard from below. Quite obviously, the people of this building weren’t oblivious to the battle outside. Perhaps they had been silently observing it through the locked doors for the past while, only returning to bed after it was all over.

Negary closed the window again, analyzing the information he obtained from this observation.

〖 That person harbored killing intent towards me, but then simply left 〗

Negary thought: 〖 However, the people below who were also observing him did not draw his hostility, which means that the killing intent wasn’t due to observing him 〗

〖 Then, it was because of this body’s peculiarities? 〗

〖 That person wielded supernatural means, and had a very clear goal: to hunt those monsters 〗

Negary recalled the glow of the scythe as well as the black aura that surged from it, the incomprehensible incantation seemed to be able to call upon some sort of power.

〖 How interesting, this world is split into two sides, normal people who live and work during the day and hide away at night; while monsters and the monster hunters won’t come to disturb them 〗Negary smirked as he thought: 〖 Of course, there would be the occasional point of contact as well 〗

He raised his left arm, where there was an incision right above his forearm that had been wrapped with a white bandage.

〖 Dr. Sitia should be the point of breakthrough, and most likely the reason why the will of the world purposely let me observe him 〗

Negary thought. As the doctor who had been using bloodletting to help Chloe with her monster sickness, he should know quite a bit more than other people.

While he was lost in his thoughts, the night soon ended as dawn came. As the first rays of light shined on the earth, the sound of human activity could soon be heard from the outside.

As Negary opened the window slightly, he found that the muddy substance from last night was nowhere to be seen. A naked body now laid where the muddy substance originally was, it seemed to be around 1.9 meters tall, pale-white skin, and was extremely malnourished.

A man with a black cloth draped over his face arrived next to the body with a cart, took out a black cloth from his pocket without any surprises and covered the body’s face.

Several people whispered in discussion a bit further away.

“So it was the eldest son of the Delphi family, who could’ve thought that he was actually a sinner with the blood of evil flowing through him?”

“In my opinion, that second daughter of his isn’t decent either, soliciting people from such a young age…”

As the whispers went further away, the body was thrown into the cart by the undertaker with the black cloth, who then continued heading to his next destination.

〖 A person with the blood of evil will turn into monsters? 〗

Negary raised the arm of his current body up to his line of sight and thought.