“Ah… uh…”
Using the power of Light to muffle the sound, Mu Xuan kept trying to lower his voice.
Because the power of Light had previously enveloped him, Mu Xuan hadn’t noticed the change in his voice. Now, he was acutely aware of it…
A soft and crisp voice—no matter how much he tried to press it down, it was still obviously a loli’s voice… At most, it just sounded a little heavier…
Giving up the struggle, Mu Xuan draped the obviously ill-fitting clothes and robes over himself, using the power of Light to hold them up and prevent them from slipping.
Then, once again, he covered himself with the power of Light to disguise his appearance.
Looking at the face in the mirror—still brimming with yang energy—Mu Xuan finally let out a faint sigh of relief.
Although that appearance was indeed quite cute… after being a man for so long, how could he possibly accept it so easily…
Just thinking about the kind of soft, adorable voice he now made and the way he unconsciously looked shyly into the mirror, Mu Xuan shivered on the spot.
Too terrifying…
He should be rational about this kind of thing… but for some reason, he just couldn’t control himself…
Only by wrapping his body with this layer of Light and disguising himself could Mu Xuan finally calm down, and only then did he remember that this place wasn’t safe.
After spending a long time adjusting his emotions, Mu Xuan finally looked out the window.
It was already late. Normally, at this time, the city gates would be closed. If the Silvermoon Knight had returned, the Priest should have come to call for him…
He felt both fortunate that the Priest hadn’t come to call for him midway, and also somewhat anxious…
That shouldn’t be… He hadn’t had dinner yet, and judging by how the Priest had treated him in the afternoon, there was no way he wouldn’t realize this.
Even if the Silvermoon Knight hadn’t come back, they still wouldn’t just leave him alone.
With the power of Light accumulating in his hand, Mu Xuan carefully pushed open the door.
The sky was dim, and inside the church’s corridors, it was even darker.
At the same time, the corridor was very quiet—not a sound at all.
Frowning, Mu Xuan slowly raised his hand, and a faint ray of light illuminated the area around him.
It was only then that Mu Xuan noticed the rules that had somehow appeared on the wall.
Mu Xuan’s heart instantly sank.
Was it that the statue of the Goddess couldn’t provide protection at night, or was it because he’d siphoned off most of the faith power, causing the statue to lose its protective effect?
If it was the latter, that was manageable. But if it was the former, the level of danger here needed to be taken even more seriously.
With this in mind, Mu Xuan dared not be careless and carefully read the rules on the wall.
[Rule One: Please keep quiet at night. The Priest does not like any noise.
Rule Two: Only church staff will appear in the church at night.
Rule Three: The prayer room is open as usual at night. If you discover the statue is bleeding, leave immediately.
Rule Four: The nuns all go to rest at night. If you encounter a nun, state your intent to pray and go to the prayer room to pray.
Rule Five: If you encounter difficulty, you may seek help from the Silvermoon Knight. She has received ■■’s command to protect everyone.
Rule Six: Do not go to sleep at night—it will only make you more exhausted.
Rule Seven: Do NOT go to the confession room!!!
Rule Eight: Do not stay in your room for too long.
Rule Nine: No matter which room you are in, if someone knocks, open the door immediately.
Message: Hold on. ■■will surely come to rescue this place…]
After memorizing the rules, Mu Xuan’s frown deepened.
When he read those “rules horror” novels before, he always thought they were mind-bending and tense. Now, he was experiencing it for himself.
Only in such an eerie place, facing these strange and contradictory rules, uncertain of what would happen next, could he truly feel fear…
Mu Xuan didn’t believe that his own level of strength could solve the weirdness hidden in these rules.
Even if he could, it would only mean breaking rule after rule and suffering endless assaults by the uncanny forces within the rules… To be honest, the power of Light within him didn’t bring the slightest sense of security here.
But… the rules on the wall were full of contradictions, and several seemed to be linked—pointing toward the statue… but that area was definitely high risk.
Moreover, that â– â– made Mu Xuan extremely concerned.
Why was this name blacked out? Was it the thirty-second Pope? But if not, who else could command the Silvermoon Knight?
And what was that message about?
After reading the rules once through, Mu Xuan was left with far too many doubts.
If only he hadn’t come…
Mu Xuan somewhat regretted following the Shepherd’s advice and coming to this haunted place. Muttering a complaint in his heart, he made sure to remember the first rule at all times.
Who would’ve thought that the Priest, who had been so respectful during the day, would become someone he feared at night.
Anyway, according to the rules, no matter where he stayed, something would happen sooner or later. After thinking for a while, Mu Xuan returned to his room.
Compared to wandering around outside, Mu Xuan would rather the uncanny things come looking for him.
If you really thought about all those rules horror stories from his previous life, it wasn’t hard to see that the more the uncanny tried to stop you from going somewhere, the more likely it was that clues you needed were hidden there. The places you weren’t stopped from going were the most dangerous.
If he couldn’t stay in the room for too long, then so be it. But staying a little while should be fine.
Most importantly, after truly realizing the changes to his body, Mu Xuan felt a constant strangeness—his skin’s sensation against the clothes was magnified countless times, unbearably sensitive, making him deeply uncomfortable.
In this state, it was simply more comfortable to stay in the room.
But less than three minutes after Mu Xuan entered the room and closed the door, a rapid knocking sounded at the door.
The force was strong, shaking the entire door.
Rule Nine: No matter which room you are in, if someone knocks, open the door immediately.
Mu Xuan made no effort to judge whether this rule was true or false. There were only three possibilities when opening the door: it was either a nun, the Priest, or someone other than church staff.
The nuns and Priest both had clear rules—so long as he didn’t break them, there shouldn’t be much trouble. The real danger was from someone who wasn’t church staff.
There was no peephole on the door, so he couldn’t see what was outside.
At that moment, the knocking became even more forceful, as if the person outside was about to break in, growing increasingly impatient.
Taking a deep breath, Mu Xuan slowly opened the door.
To his surprise, what greeted him was a cold, emotionless face.
The Silvermoon Knight!?
Hiss…
Mu Xuan had considered that it might be the Priest’s eerie smile behind the door, or a nun’s twisted face… but he honestly hadn’t expected the one knocking would be the Silvermoon Knight.
As Mu Xuan stood in a daze, the Silvermoon Knight’s icy, almost emotionless voice came through.
“Leave this place… It’s dangerous here. Hurry!”
Seeing the Silvermoon Knight’s firm and serious expression, Mu Xuan was stunned again…