A little after midnight.
I stepped onto the street accompanied by Xiao Hu and the Goblin. Both wore tense expressions as they followed behind.
The Goblin kept glancing around, while Xiao Hu just kept her head down silently.
The sight of hanging lanterns illuminating the street instead of magical lamps under the cool moonlight was quite impressive.
If this had been an ordinary trip, I would have probably stayed here for a few more days to enjoy the local cuisine and culture.
I can always postpone that for later.
Yes, there was no need to rush.
To be precise, Luaneth’s plan to annihilate the souls was something that was supposed to occur in three years.
However, we had already resolved the event that would take place when Aria entered fifth grade, so there was no immediate urgency.
As I strolled leisurely while appreciating the street, although it took a bit longer, we eventually reached the alley where the incident had occurred.
Bang.
Crack.
Bang.
Crack.
A peculiar sound greeted us.
The noise was quite rhythmic, as if a metronome was set up to maintain a steady beat
Yet, there were slight variations in the sound itself.
Inside the dark alley, where even the moonlight didn’t reach, it was so dark that the inside was completely hidden from the outside.
Bang.
Crack.
I wondered why.
Although it sounded nothing like it, the moment I heard it, I realized it was a distress signal.
Perhaps I wasn’t the only one who thought so, as Xiao Hu was about to rush into the alley instinctively, but the Goblin held her back.
Help me.
It was a pitiful voice that would stir the heart of anyone who heard it.
The voice reminded me of various people: a child who had fallen into a stream, a girl fleeing from a murderer, a man caught in a trap, etc.
The voice evoking countless pleas for help with a single cry was honestly impressive.
Almost like a siren—A heavenly voice that lured sailors to their doom.
While this cry couldn’t be called a heavenly voice, it tested the moral compass of humanity, much like a siren’s seductive allure.
My heart pounded hard, urging me to save the poor soul. However...
“This brings back some rather unpleasant memories.”
There was once a woman who forced me to experience false love.
A woman who let her daughter kill those she once loved after her feelings faded.
A harlot who gained the ability to enthrall people by making a deal with Lehric.
The current situation felt eerily similar to the time I met Ophelia. She too manipulated my emotions violently.
So it was easy to see why people ended up entering this pitch-black alley without any visibility.
Bang.
Crack.
Please, please help me.
“Aren’t we supposed to help?!”
Eventually, Xiao Hu behind me couldn’t hold back and blurted it out. She would have dashed right past me if the Goblin wasn’t holding her back.
“Look at this.”
I subtly pointed to a red string with a talisman that was supposed to be hanging at the entrance of the alley.
It was a type of police line used in the Han Empire. It lay on the ground, unraveled and scattered.
“The security forces should’ve been standing guard to secure the crime scene.”
After all, this was a place where as many as six people were killed.
There was no way they would have left it unattended since nothing was found.
“So, where did the security forces go?”
Even as I spoke, I instinctively turned my head toward the inside of the alley.
Bang.
Crack.
Help me! Please! Help me!
As the cries of unknown non-human grew more frantic, the urge to help whatever was inside the alley pounded violently in my chest.
The haste in my senses felt like it was urging me not to remain still any longer.
Bang.
Crack.
Bang.
Crack.
Bang.
Crack.
The increasingly fierce sounds beckoned me to hurry inside.
Now even Xiao Hu seemed to sense something strange; she clutched the Goblin tight in fear.
The Goblin also swallowed hard, glancing at me nervously.
“Follow me.”
“Pardon?”
“Wait, are you saying we should also come along?”
The two yokai were startled, not expecting me to suggest that we go in together.
Did she obediently follow me all the way here, intending to use the ghost’s power to ensure my death?
I could say that she had come up with quite a decent plan.
While I was surprised by the number of yokai, there was something I was more curious about.
“What about the Ancient Dragon?”
Was the being, said to be a guardian deity, aware that the yokai were planning to ambush me like this?
The Goblin let out a snicker and drew her massive guandao.
“We already received permission from the Ancient Dragon. Can’t you see all the yokai gathered here?”
The Goblin was getting cocky.
Indeed, there was no place to escape, and the number of enemies was overwhelming. There were plenty of grotesque figures in my line of sight as well.
“I see.”
I nodded.
I wanted to inform the Ancient Dragon that, while it was understandable, it wasn’t exactly an excellent choice.
“Is this some manner of begging?”
Did he send the yokai to plead for his life? What a selfish guardian deity.
The unaware yokai approaching me seemed somewhat pitiful.
“Did you really think that you’d still survive even after consuming human souls like that?”
I even tried to give them a chance to explain themselves, but thinking that I was just making a final, pathetic struggle, they burst into rumbustious laughter.
“We’re already dead. What’s the harm in grabbing a little bite?”
“Do you know how hard we’ve had it because of your little bastard?!”
“You bastard! I nearly starved to death!”
The curses of the yokai echoed all around me.
They claimed it was for the sake of their survival. However...
“That’s not true.”
Unfortunately, that couldn’t possibly be the case.
“You shouldn’t be feeling hungry.”
My firm declaration left the yokai looking perplexed.
Strictly speaking, yokai were spiritual forms.
If Luaneth’s plan had succeeded, they all would have been annihilated as well.
The closest examples were the Dark Spiritualist and Stella. Not only them but also the other spirits.
If I had to point it out, even the yokai who enjoyed the Night Parade of One Hundred Yokai in Claren.
None of them experienced hunger.
Silence fell along with the darkness.
While some yokai believed that it couldn’t possibly be true, there were others who were well aware of it.
“You don’t need to eat anything.”
Each one had a different background concerning their birth, but in the end, they all shared the same root.
“It would be better...”
I shook my head and let out a deep sigh.
“If you just said you were born from legends or stories of killing humans, I might’ve at least felt some pity for you.”
If the excuse was that they were born as yokai meant to kill humans, I would have felt a little pity.
To such yokai, I would have offered apologies, comfort, and a peaceful death.
“Be honest.”
As I watched the yokai entering the alley, I urged them to confess.
“You eat because it’s delicious, right?”
If they truly ate to survive...
“You eat because you’re bored.”
There was no need to eat human souls.
“Your hunger is just a fake feeling.”
There were also lingering questions.
It had been three months since the human souls had disappeared.
There was nothing to eat.
But how were they all able to survive here so openly?
“And one more thing. You only ate the souls of the dead?”
That couldn’t possibly be true.
Starting from the woman known as a human ghost, many yokai here must have secretly killed humans and eaten their souls and flesh.
“Do you know?”
Snicker.
A laugh escaped.
Amidst the hatred the yokai directed at me ...
“Some of you are grateful to me.”
The screams of humans during their hunts became a source of amusement for them. They were the yokai who thanked me for giving them the justification to eat both human flesh and souls.
“So, don’t ask me for any mercy now.”
I glanced up at the sky.
Xiao Hu peeked out from the rooftop railing of a building near the alley, listening to everything below.
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This was a small village—the one the girl loved.
Everyone was kind and happy. They shared meat, clinked their glasses, forged friendships, and celebrated festivals.
However, this was also the village of flesh-eating /genesisforsaken