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Chapter 471 Music Box and Little Girl

Looking for mom?
Vann had a strange look on his face and waved for people to come over. The little girl behind the window continued:

"My father went out hunting and never came back. My mother was worried about him so she went out to look for him, but now she is missing too."

“I’m alone and scared.”

The little girl was about to cry, and her voice was so pitiful that one could not help but want to pity her.

However, in such a city full of monsters, suddenly a little girl who is alone at home asks you pitifully to help her find her mother.
Fann and the others looked at each other, as if communicating something with their eyes. Did he think they were doubting him?
No, at the end of the communication, the old lady Bell, whose eyes were so gentle that they were about to shed tears, took the initiative to comfort the other party and promised to help the little girl find her mother.

A little girl's joyful voice came from behind the window.

They just agreed so easily! ?

If it was an adventurer who had been hanging around in the Senn dungeon for years, such as a bat, he would now subconsciously and habitually have doubts, while a lion would probably think of some dark history that he didn't want to recall and then fall into PTSD. More adventurers might try to see what kind of reaction they would have if they were rejected by the little girl.

It's not the adventurers' fault for being wary, nor is it that the little girl's voice fails to arouse people's sympathy. It's just that everyone has become numb from the long struggle with the Senn dungeon.

The fact that Patch in the Fran Fortress is likely to be the first choice for newcomers is enough to cause people to have a crisis of confidence in the afterimages of the Senn Dungeon, not to mention that there will be various afterimages appearing in the Abyss Reincarnation (Rou Pigeon) event. Who knows what actions the afterimage that was very friendly in the last second will take in the next second after you choose the wrong option.

An event related to afterimage that is still considered a classic by adventurers is:

[You fell off a cliff and met a woman with chestnut curly hair and heterochromatic eyes. She called herself Melina, a witch. Although she looked serious, she was kind because she had just healed your injured body.]

[Melina proposed a deal to you, to go to the legendary royal city of Rodel together, your answer is:]

[1. Agree]

【Second, Rejection】

[3. Shout "May Chaos Fill the World!"]

Based on experience, adventurers will definitely choose the longer option over the two shorter ones, and option three seems to have a mysterious and powerful feel.

[Melina glared at you with disgust, said nothing more, and turned away]

Then, the adventurer will be chased by a woman who looks very similar to Melina but has a slightly different hair color in every battle level that follows today, endlessly!
Although there are also completely positive afterimages like Solar, adventurers have become accustomed to questioning again and again and finally questioning more when dealing with Sean's afterimages.

However, this is something that only adventurers who are used to dealing with the Senn Dungeon would do.

Before the Bound Dungeon and the Sean Dungeon took over, Red didn't even have a dungeon. Most Red people rarely left their own little piece of land, and even adventurers from outside rarely came here, let alone people who knew anything about dungeons.

Even though they knew that afterimages were images left behind by people from the past, at first glance, who among Vann and the others could completely regard the vivid characters in front of them as afterimages? Especially since the quality and expressiveness of Sean's afterimage were much higher than those of ordinary dungeon afterimages.

Young people like Vann can still restrain themselves, but old people like Bell are too lazy to care about the afterimage or not. When his emotions come out, he treats everyone equally.

"She must have thought of her granddaughter." Someone whispered. Everyone knew that Bell's granddaughter also died in the disaster.

In fact, who among the survivors present had not lost a relative? Of course, there were also people who did not believe that their relatives had died and insisted that they were just hiding somewhere, just like they were hiding in the shelter, so they kept looking for them.

The little girl's request to find her mother touched everyone's heart, and it was not a big deal to accept the commission.

"Are you really willing? Thank you so much!"

The little girl's voice suddenly became much more energetic. She couldn't wait to tell everyone she knew, and she seemed to be stumbling a little:

"My mother wears a ruby ​​brooch. It's so big and beautiful. You can definitely see it. It's very conspicuous!"

"Okay, it's a ruby ​​brooch, right? We'll remember it." Bell nodded kindly. If the little girl appeared in front of her in person, she would probably touch her head.

"Should we remind Ms. Bell that the other party is just an afterimage?" Someone looked at Vann.

Fann shook his head gently and said in a gentle tone: "Don't bother her, let her recall the past."

Before the little girl could finish her words, there was a rummaging sound behind the window.

"If you find my mother, please give this music box to her."

A strangely shaped small box was handed out. Bell took it, looked at it over and over again, and repeated the unfamiliar word.

"Music box?"

It was an item I had never seen before, and it looked very delicately constructed, like a masterpiece that only nobles could possess.

"Turning the spring on the box, it would play a song that Dad really loved."

"If dad forgets about us, we play this song for him and he'll remember us."

"Mom is always careless and forgot to bring this with her when she went out."

The little girl's voice sounded like she was looking forward to a family reunion, but the words she said sounded a little strange to others.

What do you mean your father has forgotten you? You have to listen to the song to remember him? The more I think about it, the more I feel creepy, as if I am listening to a horror story.

Fann was very keen to notice something and asked, "Is your father a hunter, like us?"

Came the little girl's voice of approval.

Sure enough, no wonder she said at the beginning that she was familiar with the smell on us, it was the smell of a hunter.

"Do we smell anything?" Someone couldn't help but raise his arm and smell it. "Do you feel anything?"

"Let me smell you. Ugh, it stinks! Is this the smell of a hunter?"

"Bullshit, he has body odor! I don't have that!"

In the end, Bell reluctantly said goodbye to the little girl and left with the others to the cemetery.

Although they agreed to the little girl's request, it would be extremely difficult to find someone in such a large area like Yharnam. Until now, they have not yet fully explored Yharnam. In addition to the cemetery, there is also a small waterway that has not been explored much. It is full of dangers and is full of completely beastly Yharnam citizens. Their combat effectiveness has been raised to a higher level.

"What a poor child! I must find his parents. How could they leave such a young child alone at home?" Bell kept muttering along the way.

Others were more interested in the music box. They had never seen or heard of anything like it before, and their eyes were full of curiosity.

【Small Music Box】

[A small music box obtained from a little girl in Yharnam. When you turn the clockwork, it will play the songs of your memories with your parents.]

[The piece of paper hidden on the back of the lid looks like a letter from a long time ago. Two names can be barely seen: Viola and Gascoigne]

“Is this thing called a clockwork?”

Vann tentatively turned the spring, and a muffled sound of mechanical mechanism turning came from inside the box.

The next moment, under the gaze of the people, a clear sound came from the small music box!
"Uooooohhhh!"

The onlookers immediately exclaimed in amazement, and Fann was so shocked that he almost dropped the music box on the ground.

A piece of pure music came on, I don't know whether to describe it as cold or lonely. It sounded a bit like a lullaby. When consumed together with the night of Yharnam, it would give people a different feeling and make them want to calm down involuntarily.

"Why are you so surprised? Haven't you seen a sound-recording stone? It's something similar."

Bell breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Vann hold the music box firmly, then turned to complain to the people around him.

"But there is no sound stone in it, and there is no need to inject magic power. Just turn this thing called a spring to make music," people said in amazement. "It relies purely on a sophisticated mechanism to achieve these effects? What a magical thing!"

Isa should like this little music box very much. No, she should want to take it apart to see its structure, Fann thought to himself, and planned to bring one back for his sister in the future.

Everyone was amazed at the music box for a long time, but it was the howling of the beast in the cemetery that reminded them of their purpose.

They quickly shook off the excitement of seeing the new props and prepared themselves for battle.

"Squeak-"

The closed gate of the cemetery was slowly pushed open, and a biting cold wind blew up the stench of wild beasts and corpses in the air, directly stimulating people's senses.

"what is that?"

Following the direction of one person's finger, people heard the sound of flesh being cut.

"Pfft!"

In the ruined cemetery, a somewhat hunched figure was swinging a huge axe, chopping at the corpse of the beast again and again. A large amount of blood kept splashing on his body. He seemed to be addicted and refused to stop.

It can be seen at a glance that this is also a hunter, but his attire is slightly different from that of the survivors.

The sound of the door being pushed open attracted his attention, and the deep and magnetic voice reached everyone's ears.

"The streets are full of wild animals."

He turned around slowly, his pale hair fluttering.

"You will become one of them sooner or later."

Under the brim of the hat, a breath of foul air was exhaled from the mouth that had become somewhat alienated due to its obsession with hunting.

Everyone suddenly felt the deadly danger!
The hunter in front of him looked exactly like everyone else when they were addicted to hunting, even worse!

The hunter in this state will attack everything!
There was no shouting or ridicule, only silence and fanaticism.

[Father Gascoigne] rushed towards the crowd!

(End of this chapter)