A Psychiatrist's Bizarre Game Journey / Dream of the Mist

Zhou Ke'er readily agreed, but added a condition: "Moreover, if it really comes to that, I can only protect them and get them out of here. If they disagree and insist on going to you or someone else to protect their safety, then I can't do anything about it and will have to leave them behind."

Lannister opened his mouth as if to say something, but Isaac stopped him, shook his head at him, and replied to Zhou Ke'er, "Miss Memoride, don't worry about that. We will absolutely follow your instructions."

After a quick discussion, Duke Timius left the mansion in a hurry, and Nosa arranged a room for Zhou Ke'er to stay temporarily so that he could rest for a while.

However, Zhou Ke'er didn't have any intention of resting for the time being. After all, it was only close to noon in the morning, and although she had encountered a series of events, she didn't feel too tired.

She casually went to the kitchen (actually, she searched for a long time) and grabbed a stack of pastries. Then, Zhou Ke'er instantly teleported to the highest point of the entire Timius Mansion—the clock tower that could be seen at a glance from the window—although she didn't know why a duke's mansion would have a clock tower.

In a private room on the top floor of the clock tower, Zhou Ke'er enjoyed pastries while gazing down at the entire capital.

Under the scan of her double pupils, she couldn't see even the slightest trace of evil energy. This was too outrageous! Even in reality, Zhou Ke'er could see evil energy within normal human bodies and trace amounts of evil energy permeating the air when she activated her double pupils, but there wasn't a single trace here!

In other words, from the perspective of the supernatural, are the humans here more "normal" than those in reality, and is the world here more normal?

Unfortunately, this place will soon become a purgatory filled with evil. Zhou Ke'er is quite self-aware. If he knew the source of the infection, he might have some way to deal with it. But now he has no clue at all, so he can only think about protecting himself. After all, he is not a strategist who excels in intelligence and calculation.

If Honghe were here right now... well, that guy would probably have a blank expression and keep saying things like "I'm so bored, so bored." Unless Zhou Ke'er makes some suggestions, she's too lazy to even think about it herself.

As for "cold-cooked rabbit," she's even less reliable; she probably only knows how to suck up to powerful figures and act recklessly. She's also prone to drowsiness in spring and autumn, and all she knows is to sleep.

At times like this, only the sand between the fingers might be of some use—Zhang He wouldn't work; that guy would definitely be overwhelmed by a sense of justice and decide to save everyone in the capital, ultimately sacrificing himself as well.

Zhou Ke'er looked down at the entire capital city, lost in thought for a moment.

Just then, the teleportation array on the floor in the corner of the cubicle lit up, and a figure appeared.

But then Isaac looked at Zhou Ke'er thoughtfully, and as he sat down in the chair opposite her, he asked, "This teleportation array didn't show any signs of being activated just now—Miss Memoride, how did you get here?"

Zhou Ke'er then came to his senses and was stunned for a moment—he hadn't even known there was a teleportation array there, and had been wondering how the people from Timius Mansion got up here. So that's how it is—so he casually made up a story: "Oh, I climbed up from the outer wall of the clock tower."

Isaac subconsciously raised an eyebrow, recalling the scene of Zhou Ke'er climbing up the clock tower from outside, and couldn't help but shudder—it was just too strange—but he also realized that she was probably joking with him. Although her expression showed no sign of joking at all.

"If I may ask—Miss Memoride, what are you looking at? Is it related to the strange thing you just mentioned?"

Isaac followed Zhou Ke'er's gaze downwards and asked.

"You could say it's related—I'm considering which route would be safest to escape from if the capital falls."

Zhou Ke'er turned her head and looked at Isaac with a serious expression. This wasn't exactly a lie; he had indeed just taken a quick look at the general terrain of the capital.

Even though Isaac had indeed come to chat with Zhou Ke'er out of boredom, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed after being given such awkward answers twice in a row.

"What a prosperous scene! But it doesn't look like it will last long."

Zhou Ke'er frowned and sighed, "If most of this world is already corrupted by evil so quickly, then the players arriving so late... it's practically hellish difficulty. Those who entered the game early simply can't stop this trend from spreading."

Why be so pessimistic?

Isaac tapped the back of his other hand with his fingers. "This is just the beginning. Everything is still uncertain."

"The nobles of the Duchy of Dragon initially thought the same way you did."

Zhou Ke'er shrugged, not a word of truth in her mouth. "I suggest you don't have any unfounded confidence. This kind of disaster is beyond human control—to be honest, if there wasn't nowhere else to escape to, I would have left here by now."

At this point, Zhou Ke'er thought for a moment and added, "Oh right... how about this, can you help me find two people?"

Zhou Ke'er decided to find Hong He and Long Aotian first, and then make further plans.

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656. The Spread of Evil (Part 3)

"The characteristics you provided are too vague, and there's no portrait for comparison, so the chances of finding the person are practically nonexistent. However, I'll have someone try their best to help you find them."

Isaac seemed a little embarrassed, after all, it was really unlikely to find someone in a vast sea of ​​people based on just a few mentioned characteristics.

"It's okay, no need to rush. Anyway, I didn't have high hopes."

Zhou Ke'er shrugged. It's possible that Honghe or Long Aotian aren't even in this country, but in another place on this continent, far away from here.

Then, Zhou Ke'er turned to look at the other person, a slight smile playing on her lips, and continued, "I've said everything I wanted to say... Now it's your turn to tell me what you want to see me about."

Isaac glanced at Zhou Ke'er, secretly observing her. He noticed that although most of her dress was torn, making it almost a short skirt, she was still casually crossing her legs. Underneath the folds of her dress, there was a slit that looked like it had been torn by a sharp blade, revealing a patch of tender white skin stained with a shocking crimson.

He narrowed his eyes: "It is really impolite to leave our distinguished guest still wearing this outfit. I have already had the servants prepare a change of clothes for you. Why don't you change out of this outfit now?"

"Oh?"

Zhou Ke'er glanced at Isaac with interest, then deliberately leaned down, her collar slightly loosened, seemingly revealing what was underneath, but upon closer inspection, it seemed not. "How do you know my clothing size?"

Isaac, as if he had been expected, replied without hesitation, "I had the servants prepare a set for you according to each standard size. You just need to choose the one that suits you."

“I see... However, you might have to make them prepare again. Because I’m not used to wearing skirts; they’ll hinder my escape and fighting.”

Zhou Ke'er stood up, lightly leaped onto the windowsill, her tattered skirt fluttering in the wind, her whole body bathed in the midday sun, revealing a unique beauty. "Then I'll go wait for you at the bottom of the clock tower first—you'll take me there, right?"

After saying that, Zhou Ke'er winked playfully at Isaac, who was slightly stunned, then leaned back and fell from the top of the clock tower.

Isaac never expected Zhou Ke'er to jump off the building. He was so frightened that he immediately wanted to rush to the window to check on the situation. But then he thought that checking on the situation wouldn't stop the incident from happening, so he turned around and hurriedly activated the magic circle to teleport to the bottom of the clock tower. He was afraid that as soon as he went down, he would see a figure crashing heavily to the ground in front of the clock tower, covered in blood and gore.

However, when he rushed out of the clock tower, he saw Zhou Ke'er standing outside unharmed, waving at him with a smile: "You were pretty quick. I thought I would have to wait a while longer."

Clearly, Zhou Ke'er simply used teleportation when she fell a certain distance; it was very simple. As for spreading her wings and flying... revealing her dark wings, which could easily be mistaken for those of a demon, wouldn't be ideal here, so she had to give up on that idea.

Isaac glanced at Zhou Ke'er in surprise, but ultimately didn't ask her what was going on, simply assuming she had this ability.

Soon, he took Zhou Ke'er to the room prepared for him. Zhou Ke'er randomly picked out a piece of clothing from a pile of clothes that looked more convenient to move in, somewhat similar to the ceremonial knight's uniform used for investiture. After changing into it, she casually tied her hair into a single ponytail, which involuntarily revealed a touch of charming heroism.

Two completely different temperaments blended perfectly together, like a poppy, captivating anyone who saw it at first glance. It must be said, the Timius family, or rather the nobility, had quite good taste.

After changing her clothes and stepping out of the room, Zhou Ke'er discovered that Lannister had somehow appeared at the door, standing not too far from Isaac, seemingly waiting for her to come out.

Upon seeing Zhou Ke'er, both of them were momentarily stunned. However, Isaac quickly regained his composure and secretly nudged Lannister to prevent him from making that embarrassing expression again.