My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Chapter 24 That Man Is Me

"Okay," Allen responded after hearing Geralt's instructions and ran to the back room.

When he walked out again, there were two more golden coins in his hand: "Brother, here you go. When will you treat me to roast leg of lamb again?"

Crown stretched out his hand, but the boy's hand holding the golden shield did not let go.

If you can't tell a specific time, you won't get paid.

He smiled, calculated the time and said: "The day after tomorrow, I will treat you to dinner at my house, so that you can see the real cooking skills."

As soon as he finished speaking, Allen's hand let go, and two little cuties fell into his palm.

Putting the golden shield back into his pocket, Crown pulled up a chair and sat down, asking, "Have you found any clues about the evil spirit?"

The boy shook his head: "The bodies of the victims have been burned, and the house where the accident occurred has been purified. We searched for the rooms where the recent accidents occurred, but found nothing. Tomorrow, the teacher and I will go to Skunk Street to visit the first time in the town. Where such incidents occurred, I heard there was a survivor.”

Isn’t it me that you’re talking about? !
Crown was about to answer when Geralt's cold voice sounded, like the cold wind of winter blowing through the frozen mountain forest.

"According to the description of the priest and the patrol team, such a powerful evil spirit will not leave any survivors. That person's body is unique and should be very suitable for evil spirits to live in."

"Teacher, Father Nick said that the man had already received divine baptism in the church. If he was possessed by evil spirits, there was no reason why he should not reveal himself, right?"

The demon hunter snorted coldly and said with a hint of ridicule: "The abilities of evil spirits are all kinds of strange. It is not surprising that there are some methods that can resist the holy power of the exorcist priest. I encountered it once a few years ago. Besides, Nick Just a junior exorcist priest."

"A person who was inhabited by evil spirits only had a slight fever after drinking the holy water, and he fully recovered within a short time."

"Tomorrow, I will check the survivor carefully. Under my powerful spiritual sense, which has gone through two grass trials, the evil spirits will have absolutely no way to hide."

"Hmm," Crown coughed twice and said with some embarrassment, "Actually, I was the survivor of the Skunk Street incident."

"Ah, is it you?" Allen opened his eyes wide and turned around his chair several times.

The demon hunter also stood blankly on the spot. In his spiritual consciousness, the young man was like sunshine, warming his heart.

The breath of evil spirits is all cold, and their spirits still exude a foul odor.

Facing the burning gazes of the two men, Crown felt a little embarrassed.

There was an eerie silence in the room, with only the sound of Allen's footsteps clearly audible.

After a brief silence, Geralt seemed to remember something and picked up a dark red wooden box from the table.

There is no decoration on the box, and the color of its wood is dark red.

He opened the box, and with his sharp eyes, Kroun discovered that it was covered with a thick layer of white velvet, and there were several small oval glass bottles lying quietly inside.

Geralt took out one of the bottles, which contained fine silver sand.

These fine sands are floating inside, and under the oil lamp, they shine like stars in the sky.

The witcher uncorked the bottle and placed his index finger on the mouth of the bottle.

His fingers were like magnets, with bits of star sand floating upward and wrapping around his fingertips.After putting the cork back on the bottle, Geralt uttered a difficult-to-pronounce word: "Ax."

The starry sand at his fingertips instantly shone like a galaxy, and Croun felt that after the silver light in front of his eyes was blazing, the room was filled with a faint fragrance, and he felt like he was walking in a place where jasmine flowers were in full bloom.

Geralt frowned, and the scar on his left eye looked even more hideous.

After a long time, he spoke: "The evil spirits have no reason to let you go. Do you still remember what happened?"

Crown shook his head, his predecessor had no such memory at all.

The real 'Crown' only remembered going to bed early at night as usual, and when he woke up the next day, his soul had changed.

After thinking for a while, he gave a half-truth answer: "I just remember that something was squeezed into my body, and it was very uncomfortable. When the priest performed the sacred ceremony for me in the church, I felt a thing covered with tentacles. and a giant octopus with eyes appeared in my mind. The monster burned in the blooming light of the priest's holy symbol. After a few days, I found that my consciousness could reach a magical place where there was a silver hourglass cast in bronze. ."

"In other words, you did not awaken from your bloodline to become a warlock, but you became a spirit master without taking any magic potion. What is your ability?"

"Oh, I'm sorry," Geralt immediately added: "Don't tell me, that is your own secret. What I am more curious about is why you are not affected by evil spirits at all. I learned from other masters Spiritual masters can more or less feel malice, but you don’t have that kind of malice at all.”

The demon hunter was very confused at this time. Because the spirit master restrained the evil spirit in his body, the two formed a symbiotic relationship.

Even if the spirit master does not use the power of evil spirits, as time goes by, the evil spirits will show their evil nature.

Crown spread his hands and uttered a few words that represented the highest state of pretending to be confused: "I don't know."

Too many words will lead to mistakes. Let the listeners make up their own minds, which may give them a more reasonable answer.

"Then why didn't you tell the priest when you were in the church?" Alan, who was standing next to him, asked in confusion.

His answer was natural: "I think it's because of fear that there is an inexplicable thing inside my body. If I say it and get burned on the fire, who should I go to to complain about it?"

"So the supernatural events that happened later were caused by other evil spirits. Teacher, where should we go to investigate tomorrow?"

The white-haired demon hunter's eyes were solemn: "Just wander around the town or nearby wild areas. Now we can only wait for new victims to appear."

"Sir, according to you, now that I have become a spirit master, how should I go in the future?"

"I don't know much about spirit masters. I only know that they will become more and more extreme under the subtle influence of evil spirits. As for how they become more powerful, I don't know. You have become an extraordinary person now, you can do it. When you integrate into this circle, ask other spirit masters for advice. As far as I know, spirit masters are all troubled by how to maintain their sanity. But through observing you, I found that you have no symptoms of this at all."

The few people talked for a while, but the demon hunter didn't say anything.

Crown stood up to say goodbye. He still needed to practice making blood-boiling potion all night long.

The bright moon illuminated the way forward, and he took steady steps and quickly returned home.

When he walked to the door of his house and took out his keys and was about to open the door, he suddenly stopped.

There are people in the house!

(End of this chapter)