The Devil’s Cage

There were a dozen fully armed men inside the train carriage, and every one of them was overflowing with killing intents.

No doubt, they were not friendly.

Rorl was already shivering when he caught their killer gazes, so he held on to Bloody Mary’s coat and pulled it.

“Let’s run?” Rorl suggested softly.

Run?

Bloody Mary pouted. If it could run, it would run without a doubt, but since the foes had grasped their timing so precisely and set up that many men in the train, there must be a lot more men waiting in the street nearby. Maybe the others waiting in the dark would be harder to deal with than the men on the train.

So, they could not run, at least not now!

They must widen the distance!

“Get in there.” Bloody Mary told Rorl before it walked in.

Rorl really wanted to run, but he dare not. He followed Bloody Mary into the train right after it stepped in.

J.Pearlman?

He acted like a puppet throughout the process, allowing Bloody Mary to drag him freely.

Di!

After a beep, the door slowly closed.

After the door closed, the men who had been sitting down stood up. They walked towards the three of them and proceeded to surrounded them.

“Hold on!” Bloody Mary shouted, and at the same time, took a dagger from Rory’s waist, pointed it at its own neck.

The intimidating men stopped and looked confused, but their weapons remained pointed at the High Demon en masse.

“Now, now, calm down everyone, don’t get hyped out!”

“I don’t mean anything bad! Just wanna, you know, uh, do a magic trick—here we have a dagger forged from iron, its sharp blade can easily cut off anyone’s neck.”

While calculating the time in its heart, Bloody Mary smiled at the surrounding crowd, and as it flicked the tip of the dagger with its finger, it said, “Just like… This!”

Puk!

The moment its voice subsided, it plunged the dagger in its hand into its neck.

The whole carriage was stunned when the dagger was deep into the High Demon’s neck; even Rorl was dumbstruck.

Seizing the window, Bloody Mary grabbed Rorl and J.Pearlman and broke through the carriage door, falling outside the train.

“RUN!”

The moment they landed, Bloody Mary grabbed J.Pearlman and shouted at Rorl before running away.

It wasn’t running towards Harvest Inn, though.

Although they had traveled quite far away from the previous street block, Bloody Mary wasn’t sure whether or not the enemies would ambush them around Harvest Inn.

It had reached almost halfway to its goal now; it would leave the rest to his contractor from hereon.

“Lawless’ condition is somewhat similar to a split personality. Based on Rachel’s description, his current personality is born because of heavy guilt.”

“We’ll go according to normal procedures, medications followed by a process to let him vent out his guilt. He might get better from there.”

“The only thing different from standard treatment is Lawless knew his current personality is a sub-product; thus, his main personality will acknowledge the existence. He might not even resist his sub-personality, but should it happen, the worst will happen.”

Derder explained in the simplest way possible.

“What is the worst condition?” Kieran asked seriously.

Kieran was very serious when it came down to his friend.

Although there wasn’t any change in Kieran’s aura, Derder’s heart pointedly skipped a beat, as if he was sitting beside a ferocious beast. The beast didn’t roar or move, it merely stood there firmly, but it would be enough to scare people with just the look.

Powerful!

Derder’s throat was moving, trying to ease the dryness, it was very uncomfortable, but he answered nevertheless.

“It will get replaced; the sub-personality will replace the main personality!”

“The main will become the sub or… disappear.”

“Disappear? Is there any way to change the outcome?” Kieran squinted his eyes as his aura suddenly paused.

“Not at the moment, but I am coming close to some key factors—it is a special dungeon of mine, there is a native that shared a similar condition with Lawless, and he got healed. If I can find the key factor in his treatment, I’ll have the confidence to treat Lawless!”

Derder wasn’t used to the serious atmosphere, and he felt like a mountain pressured him. He had to lean back to ease himself to finish his words.

“Em. If you want anything, just tell me. I’ll try my best to support you.”

“I need to be excused now. My men ran into some trouble and now require my presence.”

Kieran nodded, stood up, and walked out.

“Sure, sure.”

Derder stuttered as he saw Kieran off. Once Kieran was out of the living room, he heaved a breath of reliving.

“Didn’t you say 2567 is a friendly person? Why do I feel like I am talking to a dragon?” Derder smiled bitterly to Rachel.

“It’s because you mentioned one of the things that concern the dragon. You should be thankful that you didn’t step on his landmines, or else…” Rachel shook her head.

She didn’t finish her words, but the meaning was obvious.

“I felt like ever since I’ve met you guys, I live my life in worry—in the real world, and even worse in the game.” Derder shrugged helplessly.

“Living your life in worry means you are still alive. One day when you worry nothing, you will realize your life is worse than death.” Rachel said slowly after taking a sip of her glass.

“I am not like that. I just want to live my life peacefully.”

“Perhaps this is the thing that differentiates us. You and 2567 are so powerful because of it.”

Derder sighed.

Rachel took a sip from her glass again, but she didn’t answer after it this time.

Somethings were not able to put into words, just like what Bloody Mary had come across.

J.Pearlman laid slung over its shoulder as it shuffled through the streets of the big city with Rorl.

Soon, they managed to get away from the street block and arrived in a completely new place.

Even Kieran considered the big city as a stranger place, let alone Bloody Mary.

Rorl? He was familiar with the edges of the city, not the new street before his eyes.

Therefore, they were moving forward based on Bloody Mary’s instinct, but somehow, its instincts weren’t as decent.

After the first corner into an alley, a figure blocked their way.

Bloody Mary threw J.Pearlman to Rorl and put up a battle stance.

The figure had locked on to itself, so running wasn’t an option anymore.

Bloody Mary sized up the figure, ready to take the first strike.

However, amid the sizing up, the figure laughed in a strange way.

“Hehehehehe, number six.”

Kabooom!

Before the strange laughs even subsided, the figure’s body exploded. The explosion sent its blood flying everywhere.

Bloody Mary was dumbstruck.

What the hell just happened? Is this some sort of magic trick?