Chapter 20 The world of looking at faces
Dealing with this girl is not dangerous for Duanmu Huai, but it is very tricky.
"Listen to me..."
"Don't come over!"
"I am not your enemy..."
"No, don't come here! My father said that I won't be allowed to talk to strangers, so go away!!"
"Haah..."
Looking at the purple-haired girl opposite, Duanmu Huai was almost speechless.
At first, Duanmu Huai thought that he was going to have a fierce battle with the opponent, but when he got started, he realized that the fighting ability of the girl in front of him was not very strong, and she was on par with Duanmu Huai. This can be regarded as letting Duanmu Huai breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this girl is not strong in combat. If it were Ojis, she would probably kneel on the ground and beg Duanmu Huai not to die with just one punch.
That's a fighting power that can tear apart a bloodthirsty demon with his bare hands. Duanmu Huai, a level 20 judge, simply can't handle it right now.
But soon, Duanmuhuai regretted it.
He found that he would rather fight with the other party now.
Perhaps because she witnessed her father being killed, the girl fell into a state of crazy hysteria. No matter what Duanmuhuai said, she always had the look of "I won't listen, don't listen, don't listen", which made Duanmuhuai very happy. Desperate.
There is no other way, nothing can be done softly, the only option is to be hard!
Thinking of this, Duanmu Huai gritted his teeth and rushed towards the girl again. This time he clenched his war hammer and blasted it hard at the girl. A hammer blow knocked the wrench out of the girl's hand. Before the girl could react, Duanmuhuai stretched out his big hand, grabbed the girl's slender wrist, and pressed her heavily against the wall.
The girl's wrists were very slender and thin, and Duanmu Huai could grasp them all with one palm. The girl was also in panic at this moment, twisting her body and struggling desperately. Then Duanmuhuai sighed, stretched out his free hand, took off his helmet, and stared at the girl.
"Look at me!"
"Hey————!!!"
Hearing Duanmuhuai's roar, the girl froze in fear, and then she subconsciously raised her head and looked at Duanmuhuai.
Then... the girl tilted her head and lost consciousness.
At the same time, the surrounding ground began to tremble again, like an earthquake. For a moment, the entire mansion collapsed, and the boundless darkness instantly swallowed Duanmu Huai completely.
When he opened his eyes again, what he saw in front of him was no longer the previous mansion, but ruins covered by vines and weeds. A ray of early morning sunlight emerged from the gap in the woods, reflecting the dilapidated remains in front of Duanmuhuai.
"......Haaah......"
Duanmuhuai sighed helplessly, silently picked up the helmet and put it on again.
It seems to have failed.
Although he failed, Duanmu Huai did not leave. This kind of place is like a dungeon, which is a cyclic world. In other words, until tonight, he can enter the mansion again and repeat everything he saw before until he finds the solution to the problem - damn, how can he solve this!
Duanmuhuai probably understood what happened here. A father lost his beloved daughter, so he wanted to resurrect her, but the resurrected daughter was not the daughter he knew, but a brand new life. But no matter what, he violated the taboo of resurrecting the dead, so someone came to kill him. And the girl who saw her father being killed went crazy, and in the end... Since the elf scouts could tell the story in full, does that mean that justice finally defeated evil?
So, how to break this situation…………
Although this is a novice planet, Duanmu Huai has not experienced the Empire plot. Before he traveled, he started in Cathay in the East. After all, the initial regions were divided according to the location of the server. Regarding the plot in the empire, Duanmu Huai can only be said to have heard about some of the more famous events, but has not participated in them. With a fragmented copy like this, he was even more clueless.
"I don't understand, Master."
Just when Duanmuhuai was thinking hard about how to break the situation, Ogis suddenly spoke.
"Huh? What's the problem?"
"That gentleman."
Ogis thought for a moment and whispered.
"I don't understand why he acts so contradictory. I can see that the gentleman shows love to his daughter, but at the same time, he hates this daughter extremely. But since he hates the other person, why would he risk his life? Protect her from danger?”
"Human beings are so contradictory."
Duanmuhuai shrugged his shoulders and then spoke.
"I can almost guess that on the one hand, he did feel heartbroken because it was not his daughter who was resurrected, but on the other hand, his daughter was indeed resurrected."
"...I don't understand what you mean, Master."
Ogis frowned, thought for a moment, and then shook her head.
"For humans, there are two ways to identify themselves. One is appearance and the other is soul."
As Duanmuhuai spoke, he pointed at Ojis.
"You see, just like the name Ogis, it only represents your existence. This is a name that only belongs to you. When I call the name Ogis, I am referring to you, the one with silver-haired twin tails. , a cute, taciturn and curious doll girl in a beautiful dress. It is used to describe your appearance, while the latter describes your personality and inner nature. If one day, your soul changes to a different person and is no longer such a taciturn person, but a cheerful and outgoing girl, then in my opinion. , this is no longer you...at least not the you I know."
"But, am I still me?"
"Self-perception and other people's perceptions are often inconsistent."
Just like when playing a game, everyone thinks that they are a hot-tempered Sichuan girl, but they never expect that there is a 2.5-meter-foot-tick man inside. Duanmuhuai stood up as he spoke. He planned to search the ruins of the mansion to see if there were any clues left behind.
"That's why humans are very complex."
Hearing this, Ojisi remained silent. She didn't know whether she understood it or not... But for Duanmu Huai, that was all he could say.
"That's right."
At this moment, Duanmuhuai suddenly thought of something. He turned his head, took off his helmet and looked at Ogis.
"Ogis, what do you think I look like?"
Speaking of which, Ogis had seen Duanmuhuai take off his helmet more than once, but she never reacted, which also made Duanmuhuai a little curious.
This time, Ogis answered quickly.
"I like the appearance of the master very much."
"Oh? Really?"
The doll girl was taciturn, but Duanmu Huai felt that she would not lie. Now she was a little happy to hear this answer. It seems that some people still like my style.
"Yes, I can't distinguish between humans very well yet. The master's appearance is very recognizable, and I like it very much."
“……………………”
After hearing Ogis' answer, Duanmuhuai put on his helmet silently and turned around.
Then I can thank you.
After being stabbed in the back by Ogis, Duanmuhuai quickly recovered his mood and started looking for clues again.
He first went to the cemetery that he had seen in his soul memory before - well, it had been smashed into pieces, even the tombstones were smashed to pieces, and it was impossible to tell who was buried inside. So in desperation, Duanmuhuai had to go to the ruins of the mansion again to see if he could collect anything useful.
However, during the search, Duanmuhuai was full of doubts.
The reason is very simple, that is, the man's death was too... ordinary.
If people who don't know the truth saw the previous scene, they might think that the soldiers were too aggressive, but Duanmuhuai knew that if the other party was really a necromancer, then there would be no problem with what the soldiers did. of.
But here's the problem.
A genuine necromancer, no matter how biased he is, will never die so hopelessly.
Is it a fake death?
It’s not like that…………
Assuming that what Duanmu Huai saw before was true, then the man's resurrecting his dead daughter could indeed be regarded as a standard operation of a necromancer - but... there are actually subtle differences.
As a senior player, Duanmuhuai is very familiar with the undead and the necromancer, and also knows the various methods of the necromancer. To put it simply, if a necromancer wants to resurrect the dead, he generally has only two methods.
One is to use taboo necromancy magic to trap the soul of the deceased in the body, creating the illusion of resurrection of the deceased.
The other is to resurrect only the body, turning it into a self-conscious existence similar to zombies and puppets.
But the purple-haired girl's behavior was different from both of them. She has no past memories, nor is she a puppet without herself.
Of course, it is also possible that the Necromancer made a deal with the Chaos Evil God, and the latter deceived him in some way - but this possibility was also eliminated by Duanmu Huai, because when the purple-haired girl ran away before, he did not I didn't feel the power and aura from the Chaos Evil God.
The last incredible conclusion is that this man... used some method to create a brand new soul in the body of death?
This is not impossible, because when Duan Muhuai subdued the girl in the end, he also keenly observed the bandage on the girl's neck, as well as the traces that seemed to be sutured on her body and chest, combined with the look on the girl's head. Like a bolt that penetrated his head, Duanmuhuai could easily be reminded of a very famous Frankenstein in his own world.
Frankenstein.
This story can also be regarded as popular. Doctor Victor used the body of a dead person to create a new life by stitching it together and awakened it. Of course, the story is a tragedy in the end, but that is not important. What is important is that if you look at it in conjunction with the story of Frankenstein, then there will be answers to all the questions that happened here.
First of all, that man is not a necromancer. He may be some kind of scholar or scientist who used a method similar to Frankenstein to resurrect his daughter. Of course, outsiders will not care about these details. As long as they see If the other party's dead daughter is resurrected, it will be thought that this man either sold his soul to the evil god, or succumbed to darkness and became a necromancer.
This can also explain why that man is so weak, because he may have been just a simple scholar with no power, and naturally does not have the strength of a necromancer.
The second is the soul in the body of the purple-haired girl, a newly born soul. As far as Duanmu Huai knows, neither magic nor evil gods can create a new soul out of thin air. Only the story of Frankenstein is so A little bit possible.
But unfortunately, this does not help my current investigation.
Duanmu Huai almost turned the entire mansion upside down, but still couldn't find any useful information. He didn't even know the purple-haired girl's name - well, if he could know her name, maybe communication would be smoother.
Just maybe...who knows?
As night fell, Duanmuhuai had to give up the hope of continuing to search for clues from the remains of these weeds and vines. Time, the butcher's knife, almost erased all traces left here.
Now it seems that I can only enter that world again and look for clues.
(End of chapter)