Looking at the peaceful and calm scene outside.
Fuyeli still wore that very serene smile on her face.
As the guild’s front desk clerk and mascot, she mostly lived a leisurely life, much like someone slacking off.
Just then, a woman from inside the guild walked out.
She looked at Fuyeli hovering at the front desk, holding a cup of milk and a piece of bread that didn’t look very appetizing.
Even so, the woman asked quite warmly.
“Fuyeli, are you alright? I heard you were kidnapped by a monster when you went up the mountain.”
“I’m fine,” Fuyeli didn’t touch the milk and breakfast the other person offered, simply continuing, “A kind person saved me.”
“Is that so,” the woman said with emotion.
“There are still many kind-hearted people in this world.”
“God is watching,”
Fuyeli placed both hands in front of her chest, making a fist to pray.
“I have always believed that good people are rewarded.”
This innocent and cute little sprite made the guests in the guild very happy.
One must admit that being cute can truly be a way to earn a living.
But as for the meal here, you had best not eat it.
“Boss, is there any work you need help with today?”
Fuyeli said to the woman behind her.
“Otherwise, I don’t know what to do just standing here all day.”
Hearing Fuyeli’s words, the boss pondered for a moment, then couldn’t help but mutter.
“You are too small… there really isn’t much work I can have you do.”
“It’s okay, I will do my part.”
Looking at such “diligent” Fuyeli, the boss felt even more that the salary she paid her was worth it.
“Then it’s perfect, I have a flask of wine here that needs to be delivered to Grandpa Bulanni.”
“Mm-hmm!”
Fuyeli held the wine the woman handed her and flew outside, swaying as she went.
“Be safe on your way~”
“I know, Boss!”
The young girl carrying the wine flask arrived on the street.
She didn’t choose to walk through crowded areas, opting instead for a relatively empty alley.
Once she entered the alley, the little sprite, who had been swaying and looking like she was having a hard time flying, suddenly changed.
She effortlessly lifted the wine flask, which was half the size of her body, with one hand.
Fuyeli certainly wasn’t going out of her way to find trouble for herself; in front of the boss, no matter what, you have to appear to be working very hard.
Even if the work you actually do isn’t much, the boss appreciates that attitude.
So, on one hand, she slacked off, and on the other, the boss was happy.
How is this not a win-win situation?
Fuyeli hummed a cheerful little tune as she walked toward Bulanni’s house.
Although she had encountered something very dangerous there last night.
But now it was daytime, everything was safe, and there wouldn’t be any danger… at least, that was the setting.
“Knock, knock, knock…”
Fuyeli knocked gently on the door and called out to the inside.
“Bulanni, I’ve come to deliver wine to your grandfather.”
However, no matter how Fuyeli knocked, there was no response from within.
“Could it be that they aren’t here?”
Fuyeli muttered.
Just as she turned around, preparing to leave, the door to the house suddenly opened.
It was pitch black inside; the sunlight didn’t seem to reach into the house.
The cold, eerie aura emanating from the door crack made the hair on Fuyeli’s arms stand up.
Who opened the door?
Could it be Bulanni’s grandfather?
Fuyeli cautiously approached.
The situation inside the room seemed the same as last night.
That weird atmosphere didn’t seem to have dissipated at all.
“Is anyone there?”
Fuyeli shouted into the room.
But there was still no reply.
All kinds of unsettling feelings made Fuyeli afraid to step any further inside.
After lingering at the doorway for a while, she put down the wine and prepared to leave this place.
A wise person does not stand under a dangerous wall; in this situation, who would dare to go inside?
Anyway, Fuyeli didn’t dare.
Having said that, she intended to leave, but the door closed on its own.
Furthermore, she discovered that on the walls of the house, there were more and more bloodied handprints.
These bloodied handprints seemed to form a line of text.
“Save me…”
“Wow,” Fuyeli looked at the bloody words and shrugged.
“Looks like someone is going to reload a save.”
….
On the other side, Duya was still wandering the streets.
It wasn’t that he had anything to do, but he had encountered a very embarrassing problem.
He was lost.
Crescent Town wasn’t very big, but because he had fainted last night, he didn’t know the exact location of Bulanni’s house.
Thinking back to that terrifying grandfather from last night, he couldn’t help but feel a bit worried about the other person’s safety.
“Excuse me, do you know where Bulanni’s house is?”
Duya tried to stop someone to ask, however, the NPCs here seemed to be in a state where they couldn’t be spoken to; they only followed fixed routes, constantly wandering.
Combining this with what he encountered last night, Duya opened his system.
The side quest at the top displayed.
“Survive the night (Completed)”
And the next task was.
“Go to Bulanni’s house.”
The task was still as simple as that, but Duya faintly felt that something was not quite right.
After wandering around for who knows how long, he finally discovered a very familiar alley.
If he remembered correctly, following this alley would lead to Bulanni’s house.
Consequently, Duya rushed forward without stopping.
Finally, hard work pays off, and that familiar little house appeared before Duya once again.
He looked at the tightly closed door, and from the deathly aura overflowing from the house… something bad had definitely happened inside!
Thinking of this, he rushed into the house at a blinding speed.
Just as he entered the room, that sweet, rusty scent of iron rushed toward him.
This is… the smell of blood!
What was even worse was that he saw the door to Bulanni’s bedroom… was open, the light bulb placed at the doorway was shattered, and a long trail of scarlet blood appeared on the ground.
Whose blood that was, Duya didn’t dare to continue thinking.
He held his breath and walked over on tiptoe.
Then he cast his gaze into the bedroom.
When he looked at the old man covered in blood, his pupils shrank violently. The scene before him could no longer be described in words.
If one were to describe it simply, it would be two words…
Cannibalism.
And at this moment, the side quest on the system interface changed to a blood red color, a huge “FAILED” appeared on it, making Duya feel completely cold inside.
Even though Bulanni was a game NPC, seeing such a scene made Duya clench his fists.
“Hehe~”
And just then, a mocking voice rang out behind Duya.
Just as he wanted to turn around, he discovered that his body simply couldn’t move!
Following a sharp pain in his chest, he looked down and saw a vine had pierced his heart, and the mocking laughter of Bubble Shadow echoed continuously in his ears.
His consciousness also began to sink down bit by bit…
“Big Brother?”
“Big Brother?”
In his hazy consciousness, Duya suddenly heard someone calling out to him.
He looked down to see Bulanni tugging at the corner of his clothes, saying with a face full of confusion.
“Big Brother, are you going to my house tonight?”