Bizarre Detective Agency

  Chapter 854 One hundred and forty-five. His name is Mick, very difficult to provoke

  The crowd gathered on the deck where the sea breeze blew.

  The outlines of buildings stretched out from the distant land.

   After a lapse of 24 years, Lu Li saw Shymfast Port again.

The   port is long overdue, what was once half a street has become three, and the humble harbour has grown in size—but no ships are moored, and wooden bridges have collapsed to the bottom of the sea.

   "weird...hiding...in it."

  When Andrea approached the port, Ophelia felt an obscure atmosphere permeating: "A lot..."

   Apparently, this area is now occupied by weirdness.

   "Okay...I'll investigate." Ophelia said.

"Need not."

   Lu Li rejected her proposal. Wraiths are not at the top of the weird food chain, and the undivided body is their biggest weakness.

   If you encounter a pagan who captures weirdness, the Wraith will not be much stronger than humans.

   Andrea did not approach and quietly moved away from the harbor.

   The port was not their destination, Shymfast was. It's not a good idea to rush into a port occupied by a weird one.

   After sailing a few more miles, Andrea stopped on a shore with deeper waters.

  Let Andrea stay here and wait for them, Lu Li and the others rowed ashore and moved towards Shymfast.

  …

  Shimfast.

  The graceful, slender shadow of a maiden stands at the top of the towering spire.

  The wind blows this silent city, and the black shadow raises the corners of her skirt, like a beautiful girl standing on it, quietly overlooking the dead city that stretches under her feet.

   After an unknown amount of time, the girl's shadow tilted her head slightly and looked into the distance quietly.

   On the edge of the city, there are many insignificant black spots.

  …

   Symfast, the city of art of yesteryear. From the Ellen Peninsula to the Lord's Continent, it has been famous for a long time.

   Here, even the poor in the slums can speak freely about every master, every oil painting, every sculpture, every art-related thing.

  Art is engraved in the blood of this century-old city.

   Just art was never a necessity for survival.

  When disaster strikes, the capital of art, like the meaning it represents, quickly disappears from people's eyes, and is only occasionally talked about.

  【Shimfast was destroyed inside, which sounded the alarm for all human gathering places. 】

   The first sentence of the information about Shymfast's loss was written.

  [At that time, when the steam-powered battleship Azachel, known as the backbone of human civilization, appeared in a port fifty miles away from Shymfast after nearly a hundred years, most of the locals fell into some kind of frenzy. The reminders of the few sane people were also drowned out in the frenzy. 】

  [Azazel and its crew were only briefly inspected, and were welcomed back to Shymfast like a heroic triumph. They should have been more vigilant...even though there wasn't an efficient way to sort out weird intrusions at the time. 】

  【As a huge city crowded with almost a million people, hundreds of weird-related incidents occur here every day, and hundreds of people die. Although for Shymfast, which has a large population, hundreds of people die every day, it is within the range of it, and if you count the babies born, it can almost ignore the decrease in the population. To put it harshly...this trend has helped Shymfast control its bloated population. 】

  【But the superiors can’t ignore it. The death of the people around you every day is enough to make people fall into numbness and despair. In particular, strange attacks do not change due to identity—]

  【They desperately need anything that represents hope to inspire despairing populace. We can understand...after all, when the exorcists returned, we didn't do much better than them. But we also have reason to suspect that there is an eerie shadow behind the unquestioned frenzy. 】

  【The Asachel came back just in time. The crew members who have not aged a hundred years ago were grandly entertained, and their family members and children were greeted with tears...]

  [Everything happened three days later, the existence behind the Asachel didn't have much patience, and he instinctively did more perfect things, such as making the entire city of art no one survived... But he didn't do that. This allowed some survivors to escape after the sacrifice and made the disaster come unexpectedly. 】

  [The returning crew tore off their disguise, and the upper layer of Shymfast infected by them became ugly and stinky monsters like murlocs, sacrificing the entire city to their indescribable gods sealed in the deep sea. 】

   [That is, the existence who was suppressed by the deep-sea stone mountain and made the deep-sea stone lose its power. 】

  【Number of survivors, but not too many. 】

  【But we should be thankful that the existence that escaped the seal did not continue to encroach on our territory, leaving only believers to spread his pollution. 】

  【It is like having a rein around his neck, forbidding him from attacking us. He can still throw stones, spit, and curse at us, but he cannot destroy our despairing world. 】

  [So I support the "grazing theory" of the Croatian faction: our world is just weird pastures, and they come to harvest every once in a while]

  The information is the private goods of the writer in the end. Maybe the person who checked the information did not see it or was also a supporter of the "grazing theory", and it was sent directly to Lu Li.

   Lu Li has long been in contact with the "grazing theory", but it is meaningless to talk about "what is the status of the human world in their eyes".

   At least this is not the "meaning" that Lu Li was looking for at the moment.

   Ophelia is like the former Anna, exuding aura to announce its existence, and Lu Li's 1.3 human nature will not attract weird covets.

  Caterina sometimes thinks that if there were more weirdos with the same sanity and power as Ophelia, the human condition might not be as bad as it is now.

  With the help of weirdness, humans can travel through the wilderness relatively safely, and even clean up the weirdness around the gathering place.

   Then she spurned her own stupid idea - struggling to survive in the wilderness for more than ten years, she had never seen a weirdo with strength and reason.

   Sanity, strength, gain one of them and lose the other.

   Ophelia was the only sensible weirdo she had ever seen, and Andrea could barely count in it.

   and Anna, whom Lu Li was looking for.

  During the long and boring journey, as the afternoon approached, the silhouette of Shymfast appeared in the distance.

   Now there is only an empty shell left.

  The pollution of the deep sea gods has poisoned this sacrificial land. There may still be monsters and survivors who are not afraid of death, but they are by no means as popular as Belfast.

   "Why do you think Anna is here?"

   Katarina frowned.

   She would rather face the empty wilderness than step into a city destroyed by eerie.

   "This is her former home." Lu Li replied.

   Tranquil black eyes crossed the log city wall surrounding Shymfast, the silent street blocked by the city wall, and stared at the towering spire of the church in the west of the city.

   and where she was buried.

   (end of this chapter)