Wizard: Surviving in the Steam Age with Points for Demon Hunter

Chapter 21 Vengeful Spirits

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

Just as Wayne was watching with great interest as Lacey unilaterally beat Marco, a voice came from the side.

"Three heads?"

Three heads, are you talking about me?

How is that possible...? Wasn't it said that no one except the wizards in the school could discover Little Asi's existence?

How come someone noticed it already?

"Are you a mutant?" Before he could react, the voice rang out again.

Wayne turned his head and saw a white-haired girl standing next to him, staring at him expressionlessly.

Is it the autistic girl in the photo?

She looks just like in the photo, with pink and white long hair, fair skin, and a cute appearance.

However, its shortcomings are equally obvious: its eyes are large but empty and lifeless, and its stature is short, less than 1.6 meters... well, it's also flat-chested.

No, it's not.

The white-haired girl stared at him with her empty eyes. "Isn't that right?"

"No, it's not!"

Wei En felt extremely uncomfortable under her gaze, as if someone had a gun pointed at his head, and he almost ran away.

Unbeknownst to him, the two little rascals perched on his head also wore expressions of terror.

"Tina, he's Wayne Loft, a new investigator who just joined our department."

At this moment, Lacey, who had already breathed a sigh of relief, walked over and introduced, "Wayne, this is Tina, Tina Klosterman."

Tina didn't respond, still looking up at Wayne, and after a long while nodded and said, "Tina understands."

Wayne breathed a sigh of relief. "Hello, Tina."

Although this white-haired girl named Tina looks harmless, she is truly frightening, especially her eyes.

Marco, rubbing his cheek, asked, "Tina, you're late again."

"Um."

Tina nodded expressionlessly, then walked past the group to the innermost desk and placed the box she was carrying on it.

Lacey patted Wayne on the shoulder. "Don't mind Wayne, Tina is just a little... well, aloof. It's not directed at you."

Marco chimed in, "That's right, Tina has always been like this in all the time I've teamed up with her."

"I understand, Captain Lacey, senior Marco."

"Calling me a senior is too formal. I was just joking with you."

Marco, sporting a head full of bumps, laughed and said, "But my suggestion just now was serious, our teaming up is definitely..."

boom!

"Don't lead Wei En astray."

Lacey casually punched him, then asked, "How's the investigation going over the slums? Any findings?"

Marco crouched on the ground, clutching his head, tears welling in his eyes from the pain.

"Yes, with Tina..."

Wayne looked at him with sympathy, feeling even more pleased.

The colleagues in this investigation team are all incredibly talented.

With a colleague who is good at initiating group purchases, his life will be much more comfortable.

When in doubt, just pass the buck to Marco... Perfect!

Lacey looked at the white-haired girl inside. "Tina?"

"Tina brought it."

Tina opened the box, her entire body hidden by the table and the box. Then a hand emerged, "Parchment."

"very good."

Lacey took the parchment, opened it immediately, and said, "Let me see what kind of bastard this is..."

Wei En stood by, watching her.

A case in the slums?

Could it be that case involving the disappearance of 300 people?

Marco shouted, "No!"

But it was too late. After the parchment in Lacey's hand became flat, a wisp of black smoke slowly rose.

"Damn it!"

Lacey quickly tossed the parchment away, and a two-handed axe instantly appeared in her hand. "Marco, why didn't you say so sooner?"

Marco didn't reply, but stared at the parchment. "Tina!!"

As luck would have it, the parchment was dropped at the feet of the white-haired girl.

The white-haired girl closed the box and looked at Marco, seemingly unaware of the strangeness at her feet.

"Tina, get out of there right now!"

The white-haired girl glanced at the black mist, then calmly walked to the other side of the wall. "Danger, Tina, watch out."

"Marco, what era is this record from?" Lacey asked, slightly relieved, as she watched her walk away.

"The Tertiary Period, that's all the vocabulary I saw." Marco took out the musket and said quickly, "When I realized something was wrong, I rolled it up."

"The Tertiary period? That's alright, I just hope it wasn't tampered with."

Seeing this series of changes, Wayne quickly imitated Marco and took out his musket. "What should I do now?"

"Stand still and do nothing."

Lacey gripped the two-handed axe, which was almost as long as her, stared at the black mist, and explained, "Relics from before the Fourth Era all possess the power of corruption."

"As long as there's no direct contact, the danger is low. But there are exceptions, like now..."

"That cloud of black mist?"

Marco's expression was equally grave. "The black mist is merely its outward appearance, suppressed by the power of this world. We don't know what its true form is."

Lacey's expression changed slightly. "They're here!"

"roar!"

From within the black mist emerged a bizarre face, barely discernible as a face, with countless scarlet eyes wide open.

Madness, chaos, despair, hatred, slaughter... It was as if a dark gate had been opened, and a cold and negative aura surrounded everyone.

"It's a vengeful spirit. Marco used Potion Number 7."

"clear!"

Marco moved with lightning speed, pulling a finger-sized glass bottle from inside his coat and loading it into the musket.

Wei En glanced at it and recognized it as one of the bottles in the box distributed by the property management office.

So those little bottles of potion were actually bullets.

Lacey stepped forward, brandishing her two-handed axe, and shouted, "Acyriel!"

A pale blue axe blade cleaved towards the black mist, creating a sharp gust of wind and leaving a shallow scratch on the ground.

"Ruixi!" (Death!)

But the moment the axe touched it, the black mist split into countless tiny black mist clusters, each containing a scarlet eye.

"Ruili Shi, Enge, Sassi Dante..."

An eerie sound arose, as if countless people were chanting together.

There were men and women, old people and children, and all the voices were calm and hollow, devoid of any emotion.

"Marco!" Lacey's expression changed.

"knew!"

Just then, Marco raised his musket, aimed at the black mist, and pulled the trigger. "Damn monsters, die!"

Unlike the flashes produced when ordinary muskets are fired, it spews out a stream of light mist, forming a fan-shaped ball of seven-colored light that envelops all the black mist.

In an instant, the black mist touched by the seven-colored light began to dissipate as if it were dissolving.

His scarlet eyes slowly closed, leaving only a lingering echo: "...Sashi Dante...Apu..."

Wayne paused for a moment, then he understood the meaning behind the vengeful spirit's words.

"Chaos is coming, death is eternal... Join us, become one of us, and you will gain refuge from the chaos..."

As the last sound faded, the office returned to silence.

"Is it over?" Wayne asked, licking his slightly dry lips.

This vengeful spirit doesn't seem too difficult to deal with.

But strangely, no one answered him at that moment.

After a long while, Lacey walked over with her two-handed axe, picked up the parchment, and looked at Marco. "Why didn't you say so sooner about something this important?"

Marco ducked back into his holster, "Sorry, it's my fault, I didn't remind you in time..."

"Well, at least no damage was caused."

Then, Lacey looked at the parchment in her hand, frowned slightly, and muttered, "Gonzare language? That'll cost us some more money."

Seeing this, Wayne also put away his musket.

He sighed inwardly: There's no time to relax. He never expected to encounter something like this in the Secret Investigation Department.

(End of this chapter)