Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 139 Heart-beating Chips

Wait, that’s right!
Fors, who had been somewhat disappointed, was awakened by Philip's words and immediately realized that all she needed was to fight against the Full Moon's whispers, not to take precautions, which could be discussed in advance.

The only uncertainty is the blood moon, but every year one only needs to endure a few minutes of pain at least once or twice, and at most four or five times. This is undoubtedly much better than before.

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During the full moon, I had almost no combat power due to the curse. Xio had only just obtained the formula for the "Sheriff" potion and hadn't gathered the ingredients yet, so during this time, I could only act as an "arbitrator." Thinking of the awkward situation she would face, Fors frowned slightly, feeling a little conflicted.

If the gentleman in front of you has evil intentions.
Fors wasn't sure if Mr. A's reputation could intimidate him, but the probability was probably low. Even if Xio successfully took her away to seek justice from Mr. A, he would be able to leave Backlund immediately.

Philip did not try to guess what the writer was thinking. His original intention was to help her out because of their relationship. After all, since the other party had such a need, she must be in a very dangerous situation.

If Miss Justice confirms the contact later and Fors passes the assessment and joins the Tarot Club, Philip wouldn't mind using the spell to establish a long-term transaction chain.

Or he could develop a second believer. After being promoted to a "zombie", his life would at least be basically guaranteed. With the help of role-playing, it would not be difficult to make further progress and he could turn his attention to the shadow world.

It was this thing that made him the target of the evil god. Although it had not caused much substantial harm so far, and in most cases he had even made a lot of profit, Philip still could not accept living in such an unclear way.

At least get the details.

"I see. Thank you very much."

Fors leaned forward slightly to express her gratitude. Her tightly pursed lips loosened as she spoke sincerely, "September 23rd, which is tomorrow night. I hope you can use your abilities to help me until dawn."

Ok? !

Philip looked at Fors, who was covered in a black robe, with some surprise, and an irrepressible doubt suddenly arose in his heart.

There was no doubt that based on the calendar, Miss Fors's request, and the other party's description, he could only get one answer after putting all of this together -

Full Moon Curse.

That's impossible. Which wild extraordinary person would be so stupid as to take the "prisoner" path, and be unable to leave even if he wanted to? What's more, if he really is an extraordinary person on the "prisoner" path, then his origin is an intriguing question.

Either Fors was a hedonist, and all her outward appearances were fake, and she was actually an undercover agent planted in Backlund by the Rose School, or the other party was a restrained person.

But those who favor hedonism wouldn't worry about the full moon curse at all. But if Fors was truly a restrained person, it would be a miracle that he had been out in the open for so long and still survived. The possibility was extremely small.

Philip finished his rapid thinking, raised his hand to twirl his chin, and said calmly: "Full Moon Curse, are you from the Rose School?"

"No, it's not."

Fors immediately denied it.

Her mouth opened and closed for two seconds, as if she was struggling with something, but she finally compromised and said, "I used a special item. As a price, I will be cursed every night of the full moon and blood moon."

I can't help you, do you think I don't worry about this myself? Philip raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth rose stiffly, "Miss, I hope you understand that short-term use and maintaining it all night are two completely different concepts." If there is no reliable person to assist him, even with the "comfort" of the Eye of the Heart, the "Embers" spell, or even the triple protection of the Fool in Desperate Call, Philip would not dare to deal with the curse of the "zombie".

After the party, he might go to the Brave Bar to find Maric and Sharon. If the situation really collapses and becomes a little out of control, these two people working together can at least pull him back without causing too much trouble.

It’s difficult.

Philip had a headache.

He originally thought it was just a one-time thing, but it turned out that the other party was the type who needed help for a long time, and just like himself, he would be completely unable to help when the time came.

"I"

The joy that had just risen in Fors' heart was instantly replaced by uneasiness. Since the other party had said this, it meant that it was possible to free her from being trapped in the full moon. However, in this case, the 20 pounds reward was completely insufficient.

Thanks to the revenge paid by Miss Audrey, her current financial situation is very optimistic, but if she wants to afford such large-scale expenses, she can probably only last a few times.

But it's better than losing control and turning into a monster.

Just as he was about to make an offer, Fors suddenly had an idea and said, "Sir, I wonder if you can use this ability on yourself?"

Hearing this, Phillip stopped thinking, tilted his head slightly, supported his head with his elbows on the armrest, and said with some doubt: "Okay, what's wrong."

"I can give you an extraordinary item as a reward. It can allow the holder to teleport into the spiritual world, but only once."

Fors's words brought Philip's thoughts to a sudden halt. He narrowed his eyes slightly and gradually became serious. "The side effect of that thing is the full moon curse?"

"To be precise, no."

Fors shook her head, unwilling to dodge the question. Instead, she explained earnestly, "To be precise, it's some kind of illusory mumbling that occurs during every blood moon and full moon. Each time, it's more severe than the last. Of course, it could also be because I don't have any countermeasures and have been passively accepting it until now."

It's getting more and more serious.
Philip's restless heart was suppressed by reason. He certainly knew what spiritual teleportation meant. Having even reached Sequence Six, he dared to guarantee that even if a Sequence Nine used this ability, it would not be too difficult for him to escape from a Sequence Five who had no relevant means.

As for demigods, it's hard to say, but if you grasp the opportunity and the opponent has no good countermeasures, you can also escape.

As for the full moon whispers, if you really need to use this thing to save your life, who cares about it? It's just someone singing for free when you are cursed. At most, you can just listen carefully.

Philip pondered for more than ten seconds, then nodded and said, "Okay, it's a very sincere bargaining chip, enough to make me excited, but before that, I need to confirm a question first. Oh, it may be a bit presumptuous."

"Um, please go ahead."

"You are the author of the novel 'Stormwind Heights', Fors Wall, correct?"

(End of this chapter)