On the Ark.

Rusar didn't understand why, even after he had challenged Lappland to a duel to the death, this guy was still spouting nonsense. Was it because he looked down on him?!

"Damn it!" Rusar pulled a white glove from his pocket and threw it at Lappland's feet. "I will never allow you to trample on my dignity, 'Silver Wolf,' tonight is your death night!"

Lappland looked down at the white gloves at her feet, then at her own "dog paws," and fell into deep thought.

There's a flaw!

With his rich combat experience, Rusar keenly seized upon Lappland's momentary lapse in concentration, immediately drawing his sword and charging towards her. Although he spoke with great bravado, he was acutely aware of the vast difference in strength between himself and Lappland. If they were to fight openly, his chances of victory were less than ten percent, so he had to launch a sneak attack, and one that occurred when Lappland was unarmed.

Wearing the "Big Dog" suit, Lappland was clearly unarmed, which suited Rusar perfectly. He drew his sword with lightning speed, then swung it; the sharp blade pierced the "Big Dog" suit in an instant, embedding itself in Lappland's chest. However, after a crisp sound, it failed to advance further.

Rusar was stunned.

“I knew it,” Lappland sighed. “You guys just don’t come up with anything new.”

Rusar raised his head and looked at Lappland, who was seemingly sighing, a familiar smile appearing on his lips.

He had seen that smile on the night he was expelled from Syracuse, and it had been etched into his heart ever since, never to be erased. And now, it had reappeared.

stab.

The "Big Dog" coat was ripped open from the inside, and a pure white blade lashed out from within, tearing through the coat and ripping Rusar's shoulder in the process.

Rusar let out a wail and stumbled backward, falling into the trash can.

“I didn’t want to bring the knife, because that quack told me that all I had to do tonight was have fun.” Lappland looked at Rusar with a smile. “But I brought it anyway. In that respect, I guess I’m still a Syracuse through and through. But then again, I really didn’t intend to lay a hand on you, because this isn’t Syracuse, so why did you have to come looking for trouble?”

Facing Lappland, Rusar felt nothing but bitterness.

I don't want to cause you any trouble!

I just mistook the room number!

However, he could never say those words aloud, because for the Syracuse, dignity was the most important thing.

“Farewell.” Lappland smiled and raised her sword, her eyes filled with madness. “My people.”

……

Ten minutes later, Lappland walked out of the alley and found Ifrit and Nightingale drinking milk tea in the milk tea shop.

“Oh, I’m back,” Lappland said.

“You’re finally back…” Ifrit turned to look at Lappland. “Hey, where’s your coat?”

"Oops, I accidentally broke it," Lappland said with a grin. "I'll just have the quack doctor buy me another set later."

Chapter 391 Kill Me (3K)

Slurp, slurp, slurp—that's the sound of juice sliding through the straw, coming from a woman wearing a fox demon mask.

"Sigh." It was a soft sigh coming from the man sitting next to the woman.

So why is this the case?

Sitting in front of another milk tea shop, Lin Ye looked at Gui Gu Xue Hui sitting next to him and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Although his original purpose in coming here was to help Nightingale find the legendary medicine that could cure her leg ailment, his current purpose should be to buy a new "cosplay outfit" for Ifrit, the little dragon, so that this troublesome brat can behave himself and get through this "Halloween Night". Right now, the thing he needs to do most is to find Skadi, who has gone missing.

He has so many things to do, so many things he should be doing, yet what he's doing now is sitting here "leisurely" drinking milk tea and juice with a woman he'd only known for a day (it's hard to call it knowing her, since he doesn't know her name, hasn't even seen her face, only a mask). This is completely contrary to his plans.

Logically speaking, although he did like the mask and wanted it, it wasn't absolutely necessary. After all, Skadi had already found him a similar one, and even if she hadn't, it wouldn't have mattered much—it was just a mask. He should have decisively refused the woman's request and gone back to Skadi, but for some reason, the words of refusal were almost on the tip of his tongue, yet he couldn't bring himself to say them.

Why is this happening? Is he the legendary "white lotus"? Does he become unable to resist the requests of pretty girls? It doesn't seem like it. Although Lin Ye does consider himself to like pretty girls, it's not to this extent. Besides, how would he know if she's pretty or not? After all, he hasn't even seen her face under the mask.

The other person never took off the mask, only lifting it slightly when eating or drinking juice, allowing Lin Ye to see a delicate chin and a high nose bridge. From the lower half of her face, she was indeed a beauty who could easily make people's imaginations run wild, but who really knew? After all... wait, what other inexplicable thoughts had he been thinking about?

Lin Ye couldn't help but tap his head, silently reminding himself to concentrate.

"You seem very impatient," Guigu Xuehui said slowly, putting down her juice. "Is there something else?"

This time, Lin Ye couldn't deny it either, and nodded directly, admitting, "Yes, I still need to look for someone; I just got separated from her."

"Is that so?" Guigu Xuehui nodded. "It is indeed a very important matter. You may leave now."

"Hmm... what about you?" Lin Ye really wanted to leave. "You just said there was something you needed my help with?"

"Well, but if you have something to do, I won't bother you," Guigu Xuehui said casually. "I can find someone else."

Logically speaking, since Guigu Xuehui had already said so much, Lin Ye should have been able to leave directly. But for some reason, looking at the girl beside him wearing a mask, carrying a scythe, and slowly drinking juice, he couldn't help but feel uneasy. The girl's words from last night, "This is just an important memory," seemed to keep echoing in his ears.

So, even though he had already gotten up and was ready to leave, Lin Ye hesitated for a few seconds before sitting back down.

Guigu Xuehui looked at him with some surprise and asked, "Why aren't you leaving? Didn't you say you were going to look for someone?"

“She’s not the kind of person I need to worry about,” Lin Ye forced himself to find a reason. “Besides, we can’t get through on the phone right now, and we might not be able to find her even if we search aimlessly. Let’s wait here until there are fewer people, and maybe we’ll see her then.”

"Is that so?" Guigu Xuehui nodded. "I see."

Lin Ye looked at Gui Gu Xuehui. He felt that this girl gave him a strange feeling, or rather, her state was a bit off, so he decided to ask some questions: "Did you come here alone?"

Why do you ask that?

"Because you are a human being."

“No, I mean…” Guigu Xuehui looked at Lin Ye, “Why did you ask that question?”

"Uh, I was just curious, just asking casually," Lin Ye said. "After all, most people who come to this festival are in groups, like couples or families. But I noticed you don't seem to be with anyone else, and it was the same last night."

Guigu Xuehui said slowly, "Are you always very curious about other people's privacy?"

Lin Ye felt awkward after hearing that one sentence: "No, I was just asking casually, just chatting?"

"Want to chat? Feel free, but you're right, I did come alone," Guigu Xuehui said casually. "And I'm alone most of the time."

"Is that so..."

"Um, is there anything else you'd like to ask?"

Lin Ye chuckled awkwardly, "If it offends you, I won't ask anymore. After all, I'm not checking your background; I'm just curious."

"Checking household registration? I don't quite understand." Guigu Xuehui shook her head. "But I'm not really bothered by it, since not many people usually ask me this. But since you've already asked, let's have a response, otherwise it's not fair."

"...What do you want to ask?"

"Let me ask you something simple: what do you do?"

Lin Ye instinctively wanted to answer "veterinarian," but quickly felt that the profession sounded too low-class, so he simply said his current job: "psychologist."

"A psychologist?" Guigu Xuehui was somewhat surprised. "You're actually a psychologist?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Lin Ye smiled. "Doesn't it look like it?"

“It doesn’t seem like it at all,” Guigu Xuehui said honestly. “I’ve met quite a few psychologists, and they’re all much more composed than you. You don’t seem like someone who works in this field. Are you a beginner?”

Gui Gu Xuehui's words made Lin Ye even more embarrassed. He wondered why all the girls he met were so good at roasting him. Although judging from Gui Gu Xuehui's tone, she didn't mean to roast Lin Ye, but was just genuinely curious, it was precisely this earnest question that left Lin Ye unsure how to answer. Being a psychologist was indeed a prestigious profession, one that could impress anyone, but Lin Ye was, after all, just a novice. When he encountered a professional or someone knowledgeable and experienced, there was a high chance he would embarrass himself.

For example, when I first met Inspector Chan... oh, back then it seemed like Inspector Chan was the one who was more embarrassed.

Lin Ye coughed twice: "I wouldn't call myself a beginner, but I'm certainly not an expert either. It's just a side job. My main job is... never mind, it's nothing."

He didn't know whether to call himself a veterinarian or a stay-at-home dad with a bratty kid.

"An amateur psychologist?" Guigu Xuehui said softly. "That's quite rare. The psychologists I've met before are all the more famous ones, all over the world."

As expected of a knowledgeable girl, Lin Ye decided to quickly change the subject to avoid embarrassment. However, Gui Gu Xue Hui clearly had no intention of giving in to Lin Ye's wishes. Before Lin Ye could speak, she spoke first: "In that case, can you take a look at my illness?"

Lin Ye was taken aback: "See a doctor?"

“Yes.” Guigu Xuehui tilted her head, her long gray hair cascading down like a waterfall. She pointed to her temple and then chuckled as she said, “My family keeps saying that I have a disease here, and it’s a very, very serious disease.”

"...So that's why you've seen so many psychologists?"

"Yeah, but none of it worked."

"Why?" Lin Ye asked, puzzled. "Didn't you say that you only see very famous and highly skilled psychologists?"

“Yes, but none of them can cure my illness,” said Guigu Xuehui. “They just say I’m sick, but they don’t say what’s wrong with me. It’s really difficult.”

In other words, since the professionals haven't been able to get results, they want this half-baked guy to give it a try?

Lin Ye easily guessed Gui Gu Xuehui's thoughts. But he wasn't offended. Although he wasn't strictly speaking a proper doctor, he was still a doctor. As a doctor, he had his own medical ethics. When faced with patients suffering from illness, whether they were beautiful girls or not-so-pretty cats and dogs, he shouldn't just stand by and watch.

"Okay." Lin Ye took a deep breath and nodded. "Although my abilities are limited, I will do my best. Just tell me what you need to say, and I will listen carefully."

"No need to rush," Guigu Xuehui smiled. "As I said before, it's a question-and-answer session. Before I ask you my second question, you should ask me yours first."

"Uh, is this necessary?"

"Of course."

"Okay." Lin Ye nodded again.

He had sensed something was off about Guigu Xuehui before, but couldn't quite put his finger on it. Now, however, he understood. People with psychological issues do indeed give off an unusual vibe, like Guigu Xuehui now. And people with psychological issues do often exhibit strange and unusual obsessions that are incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Lin Ye pondered for a while but couldn't think of a good question. Even if he wanted to prescribe the right medicine, he should listen to Gui Gu Xuehui first. So he casually asked, "Since that's the case, I'll just ask one randomly. Um... you wanted to ask me for help just now, right? I mean, the favor you asked me before you knew I was a psychologist, but you've never told me what it was. Can you tell me now?"

Guigu Xuehui nodded and said softly, "Of course, I just want to ask you to help me end my nightmare."

"End your nightmare?"

“Yes,” Guigu Xuehui said with a smile, “that is, to kill me.”

Lin Ye was stunned.

……

……

Author's note: Six thousand words delivered, fourteen chapters still owed, there should be one more chapter later.

Chapter 392 Massacre

That's right, absolutely right.

Kazan, who was following behind "Guigu Xuehui", narrowed his eyes, becoming more and more certain of his guess.

"How is it?" Luther asked in a low voice as he walked beside Kazan. "Are you sure she's the 'Ghosthunter'?"

“That’s right, it’s him.” Kazan said with certainty, “Although the mask is a bit off, everything else, whether it’s the hair, height, or the feeling she gives off, matches perfectly. And she’s alone. On Halloween, it’s rare for anyone to come alone except for Onigu Yukie. She is definitely Onigu Yukie. I don’t know why she changed her mask. She always wears a mask before.”

The mask, completely different from what he remembered, was the only thing that puzzled Kazan, but since everything else matched, this one difference wasn't worth dwelling on. Besides, even if they had grabbed the wrong person, they had enough time to fix it tonight, so Kazan said without hesitation, "Find a way to catch her."

Luther gazed at Guigu Xuehui and said softly, "But without the BOSS, we might not be able to handle the young lady of the Guigu family."