Chapter 746: I Have a Very Kind Face

A brief, ghostlike silence.

Seeing her expression of wanting to cry but with no tears, Lynn showed a gentle look, then walked over and solemnly but softly patted her shoulder, comforting her:

"It's okay. Actually, I also like picking on the weak the most. If things were handled by someone tougher, I might even be a little overwhelmed. Thinking like that, don't you suddenly feel a lot better?"

Although something about his words felt off, the Evil Spirit still looked like she wanted to cry but had no tears and said:

"Mm, I feel much better, boohoo."

I thank your whole family.

o(╥﹏╥)o

Lynn then seated himself cross-legged gently in front of him, signaling for him to sit as well. There was no interrogation procedure at all. Instead it felt like two people chatting at home, each holding guns opposite each other, without the slightest discord.

"Since that's the case, let's have a proper chat. As long as you answer my questions seriously, I definitely won't make things hard for you. You should know, I'm easy to get along with, a very reasonable person."

The Evil Spirit trembled as she took a look at Lynn's face, which was completely soft and kind.

Indeed…

Indeed very familiar-faced.

At least among this pile of monsters, he truly looked like a person.

Lynn gently adjusted his monocle and said, "Good. Then answer my first question. I rescued you from that devilish Plague Doctor mainly to find the original owner of this body."

Lynn reached out and scooped up the Cat-Eared Girl, placing her on his lap, holding her waist like hugging a doll.

"See this adorable Cat-Eared Girl?"

"The original owner of your body is the former brother of this adorable Cat-Eared Girl. I swear I will find her family for her. Considering how cute she is, shouldn't you say something?"

Miaomiao sat there dazed, constantly feeling pressure beneath her.

It felt like a terrifying weapon was pressed against her butt.

The Evil Spirit fumbled anxiously with her hands, trembling, and under Lynn's gentle gaze did not dare to lift her head, stammering:

"Th-that… I'm new here, actually I don't really know… about the original owner's identity…"

Bang—

A gunshot.

The Evil Spirit instantly froze, every hair on her body standing on end, as a bullet whistled past her ear with no warning.

[ Ding! Evil Spirit #971 Fear toward you +10 ]

[ Ding! Evil Spirit #971 Fear toward you +21 ]

The dark muzzle of the gun puffed blue smoke.

Nobody knew when it had been pressed against her forehead; it was less than two centimeters from her brow.

Terrifyingly, that bullet, for some inexplicable reason, did not hit her head. Even at that two-centimeter distance, it still grazed past her ear.

She was completely stunned with fear.

This person…

This person he…

Lynn calmly twirled a spark of muzzle flash, gently blew away the blue smoke rising from the revolver, and said:

"Sorry, my hand suddenly went out of control and I just wanted to try the gun. Luckily it missed, otherwise your head would have been scattered. I didn't hear clearly just now—did you say you… don't know?"

Lynn put a hand to his ear, making a listening gesture, blinking, looking every bit the harmless young man.

The Evil Spirit gaped, (((;꒪ꈊ꒪;))) every hair on her body standing up.

This person…

He…

He was somewhat sick in the head!

Indeed he looked friendly, after all—shooting at someone's head without warning and still keeping such a gentle expression, that friendliness was written all over his face! But it was only written on his face!

"No no no no!"

She panicked and waved her hands, shaking her head vigorously, (；д；) saying:

"I'll go ask—please don't shoot. Speak nicely, I'm really the last one who came. I believe the older ghosts must know something. Wait for me! Wait for me!"

After saying that,

Those pale blue, scared eyes immediately squeezed inward with all their might.

As the distortion overtook those eyes, her whole body once more returned to a numb, wooden state. Clearly, after she went back she would have an intense internal discussion.

Finally.

After who knew how long, long enough that Lynn was losing patience,

Those pale blue eyes were forced back, her whole body shuddered and snapped back to attention, and a glow returned to her eyes.

Lynn smiled and asked, "Did you get the answers?"

The Evil Spirit trembled, clutching her arms, (.;ﾟ;:benefit:;ﾟ;.) saying:

"Q-questions… answered. The Evil Spirits who were first implanted by that damned Plague Doctor did indeed see fragments of that original owner's consciousness, but when they entered, that consciousness had already become some confused fragments."

"No rational thought, no self, it had long since shattered."

At those words, Miaomiao shuddered.

But Lynn still kept that soft expression on his face as he spun the revolver, clicking it, and said:

"Hmm, about what I knew. You didn't lie, so answer my second question."

Lynn leaned forward with a smile, pinching his monocle, staring like a ghost at those trembling pale blue eyes, enunciating each word:

"Then—what did you do with his consciousness fragments?"

An irrational sense of dread arose in the Evil Spirit.

She did not know what kind of divine being this seemingly frail young human before her was, but looking at those four terrifying presences that were at least Root-level and seemed to be under his command, she felt wave after wave of oppression.

And the young man's eyes themselves seemed to make people instinctively shrink back.

Although he smiled,

He seemed far more terrifying than Evil Spirits like them.

Could he be one of the Devil race?

Indeed, hell had many Devils who liked to take human form and dig into people's hearts, torturing them into pieces to satisfy their strange perverse pleasures.

Her sphincter tightened, and nervously she said:

"I-I-I think they were eaten… I heard someone say earlier… the first one hundred Evil Spirits implanted… all of them…"

But before she could finish, those pale blue eyes suddenly dulled and went vacant, and then a pair of blood-red eyes surfaced, and a rough, urgent male voice came from her mouth.

"Sir, don't listen to her nonsense. She is only a lowly soul. We never ate the original owner's fragments. After we were implanted, that original soul's fragments quickly withered away. It has nothing to do with us!"

Seeing the change in eye color, Lynn drew his head back, smiling as he propped his cheek on his hand, holding the revolver upright, and asked:

"Really?"

"You should understand the consequences of lying to me are severe. I'm not very reasonable."

The Evil Spirit forced a trembling smile, "Not a single lie! I swear to you, if there's one false word, we will be torn to pieces and fall into hell forever…"

Squeee—

A wet sound of flesh being pierced.

No one had quite seen how it happened. Lynn had already driven his monomolecular blade into the thigh of the Evil Spirit who was sitting cross-legged on the ground. The sizzling sound of melting rang out as his entire thigh was driven onto the ground.