Mysterious as the wind, always with me

Chapter 22 Clear Mist
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" , as if a lovely and pitiful girl is suffering the inhuman torture in public.

Listening to the sound without looking at the picture will definitely make people want to be crooked.

Forget about the dislocation, this guy was convulsing and breathing violently, and even stuck two ham sausages sandwiched between slices of bread into his throat in one gulp, his pink neck bulged out of his white skin.

She seemed to want to break off the food in her mouth, but she accidentally touched her jaw, and she withdrew her hand like lightning in pain.

A group of people next to me were stunned.

They had never seen such a ridiculously stupid death scene.They stood in place like wooden figures, staring blankly at Miss Byson's companion stomping beside her and bursting into tears, watching Miss Byson choke to death.

Mark rolled his eyes, he couldn't stand it anymore, and rushed forward.

"let me."

White fingers like a musician nimbly picked out lettuce with tomato sauce, half a piece of fried egg, four half pieces of ham sausage from her mouth, and finally took off the two pieces of bread with crescent-shaped teeth marks.

Miss Byson escaped choking, but when she saw that the hero who rescued her from her embarrassment was Mark, whom she had never dreamed of having, she burst into sobs.

Just halfway through crying, the crying stopped abruptly because of the pain in his jaw. It was so ridiculous.

Perhaps this is social death.

"Don't talk, rinse your mouth first." Mark picked up a glass of water and poured it into Miss Byson's mouth.

"Wow!" After she didn't drink much, she felt nauseous, and subconsciously spit out the water with her tongue.

This is enough.

Mark supported the back of her small head with one hand, and held her dislocated jaw with the other, and quickly snapped it up.

After an almost inaudible "click", Miss Byson was surprised to find that her jaw pain was gone and she could move again.

The corners of her eyes were full of tears, the sides of her mouth were filthy, and Miss Byson, who had turned into a painted cat, knew how much she was affecting the appearance of the city without looking in the mirror.

She forced out a crying smile: "Thanks... Thank you, Senior Destiny."

She bowed vigorously, and then she couldn't control her emotions any longer, and she burst into tears, covering her face and crying.

Forget about her social death, and she died in front of the male god she cared about the most. Even Mark wanted to help her write the word "miserable" on her body.

Her female partner was dumbfounded for a second, fearing that she would do something stupid, bowed to Mark, then quickly dropped the tableware and followed.

The uproar is over, and the aftermath is still rippling.

After everyone reacted, a colorful double-digit handkerchief appeared in front of Mark.

"Senior Destiny, use my handkerchief."

"Use mine."

"Use mine!"

In embarrassment, Mark took a handkerchief to dry his hands covered in ketchup, and took it to the sink next to the dining hall to wash it before returning it to a flushed girl.

"Thank you."

"Senior, how did you get the technique of dislocated joints?"

"This... I understand a little bit."

"Senior, you are amazing."

Why do you understand?

Mark can't tell!

Could it be that he was supposed to say that there was a big fat cat in his family, and that stupid cat jumped up and bit a big salted fish, but it was too heavy for him, and he bit it, dislocated his mouth, and kept dying? Call?
Mark used the fat cat as a bone-setting experiment back then, and he was a bone-setting master who was researched.

The only thing I didn't expect was that one day I would use this trick on that stupid girl just now.

Coupled with the aura of the proud son of heaven, Mark had a very torturous meal.On his six-person table, there were five new noble daughters.

For the sake of manners and elegance, he can't eat too fast.

Every time I have to swallow food and wipe my mouth, I can only reply a sentence or two.

This is painful.

Mark swore that he would never marry any noble daughter.

That's making yourself guilty!

After finally eating half full, Mark didn't really mind continuing to play social games with these good-looking daughters.

The point is that he saw someone disappear again.

This time it was a boy. He froze for a moment, and then his face showed a struggling expression, but it was his own hands that grabbed his throat.

In the dining hall, there were more than 300 people eating. Except for Mark, no one saw the boy struggling in the middle of the hall for more than ten seconds, and finally his figure quickly faded and disappeared into the air.

Another boy even 'discovered' the empty seat and sat in the same boy's seat.

This was a very eerie and frightening scene.

It seems that Mark's whole body is not well.

He left as if fleeing, and the excuse was that he was going to meet a certain professor.This is no reason for the women around me to walk together.

He hid in the bathroom, washed his face, and as the clock tower above the college's atrium rang twice, he just turned off the shiny golden brass faucet, and Mark immediately realized that something was wrong.

There was fog in the common washroom.

"Um!?"

The icy clear mist overflowed to knee height in seconds.

Then came silence.

This is absolutely not normal!

In the last quarter of an hour, there were nearly hundreds of people in the entire academy, and the sounds of walking and noise resounded through the courtyard of the academy.

In the next quarter of an hour, there was only the sound of birdsong from time to time, tearing up the pale solitude. What's worse, it always felt like a sharp eagle would peck the glass on the open window at any moment, pecking down from an unexpected angle.

The noise just now and the dead silence at this moment formed an extremely strong contrast.

The wrong signal irritated Mark's nerves crazily.

With a sudden bang, the door of the bathroom next to him slammed to the ground.

Mark's pupils shrank instantly.

The door is wrong!
When he came in, he obviously remembered that the door of the bathroom was just half of the copper loose-leaf door that blocked the sight of adults.

The fallen one was a whole wooden door. The door panel was not only rotten, but also covered with unknown dead vines.

Looking around, after the clear mist rose, all the furnishings in the bathroom became old, as if they had been abandoned for a century.

Moving his footsteps lightly, the boots pressed against the ground, and immediately there were fine pieces of iron filings and leaves floating in the air.

In the raised fines, Mark felt that even if he stepped on it casually, the strange ground under his feet could make an overwhelmed groan.

Frowning, he silently took out the... revolver he had hidden in his backpack.

There is no tradition of searching students' backpacks on campus, and perhaps there are no school shootings in this world.

It's just that what happened at this moment, Mark felt a hundred times worse than that.

A truly gigantic [anomaly] unexpectedly erupted majestically in the center of the Mystery Academy.Wouldn't the professors lose their face if they said it?
Ridiculous and absurd, but it is a fact that actually happened.

[Mini? 】Mark called out to his miss card in his heart.

[I am...but this is...a very powerful...abnormal...strength...suppression...] Minnie's intermittent replies made Mark's heart hang high and half let go.

Mistry University is nominally an imperial national university, but in fact it is backed by major orthodox churches.This is where the churches select and cultivate extraordinary people.

What happens here is to slap all the orthodox churches in the face.

Mark believed that if this was a conspiracy, it would probably only take a while before powerful professors would come to suppress the scene.

On the other hand, he also needs to prepare for the worst...

Cautiously walking out of the bathroom, Mark looked around. First, he was surprised to find that it was night at two o'clock in the afternoon. Second, this was still the Mystery Department of Mistry University.

It's just that this dilapidated scene is easily reminiscent of the other world.

Even with the bright moonlight, because there were no lights and the feet were covered with fog, it was difficult for Mark to see the road ahead five meters away, so he could only grope forward based on his memory of the terrain this morning.

When I returned to the dining hall I had been to not long ago, it was dark inside, except for the rusty iron bars at the gate.It seems that the person who just had dinner with him was just a room full of ghosts, and they had already left here.

There is only darkness in the depths of the dining hall, and even the moonlight cannot shine in.

Normal people wouldn't go in, but Mark did by accident.

【Why did you enter...here...】 Minnie asked.

Mark curled his lips: "If the enemy boss is hiding in the cafeteria, it would be too lacking in style."

Not knowing where Mark's confidence came from, Miss Doll fell silent.

Mark went in and strolled around, but found nothing useful. He opened the pot and found only spider silk inside.

As soon as he came out of the dining hall, he suddenly heard a shrill scream from a distance.

"what--"

At the same time, there was a vague and fragmented rustling sound, but soon everything was dormant in the darkness again.

This scream made Mark's scalp tingle.

"If I remember correctly, it should be the specimen room for storing strange specimens, right?"

Whatever the horror story, isn't the stuff in the herbarium stronger than your canteen?

Just when someone was in fear, there was a "pop" sound of a bird flapping its wings, scaring Mark so much that his heart almost flew out of his chest.

It's a raven flying!
Mark felt distressed after he associated the raven with the night watchman.

Instead, he got three copies of God's power from different churches, only when he killed Galian.Because Galian's soul collapsed from the order camp to the chaos side, his entire soul was Cthulhuized.On the contrary, he did not get the rubbings of the divine power tablet of the night series from Galian.

If he had the power of Hei Ye, at least he wouldn't have to be so passive in this environment.

Just when Mark was thinking wildly, there was a slight sobbing sound from not far away.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

This obviously belonged to a woman's crying, which scared Mark almost out of his wits.

(End of this chapter)