Chapter 183: 'The Invasion After Nightfall”

Chapter 183 “The Invasion After Nightfall”

“Did the teacher just leave?” Nina came to the first floor and immediately moped after finding Morris had left, “Why didn’t you ask him to stay Uncle? The weather is so bad, and you still let Teacher leave...”

“Any later and it will get dark,” Duncan casually said as he turned to lock the door. Then walking over to the stairs, “He drove over so a little rain won’t hinder him anyways.”

“But Teacher doesn’t seem to be feeling well,” Nina protested as she went upstairs, “he should have rested a little longer...”

Duncan contemplated the idea, thinking that if the old man really rested here for a while then he might’ve felt even worse. But he couldn’t explain it to Nina, so he could only say a few pointless words to fiddle through the subject.

Once inside the kitchen, the pair quickly seated themselves for dinner – Nina had prepared beet soup, toast, vegetable rolls, and sliced ham.

Clearly, the assortment was meant for more than one person.

“If we can’t finish then save the leftovers for the morning,” Nina muttered, then looked up at Duncan curiously, “what did you tell Teacher? I couldn’t hear your conversation while upstairs, but the noise was quite lively...”

Duncan eyed Nina’s lively appearance. As always, she’s bright, happy, and full of life without an ounce of negative air. No matter how he looked at her, there’s no hint of a supernatural entity possessing the girl.

Sun fragment... what exactly is that thing?

Duncan originally thought the item was something tangible, but now, it appears he’s jumped to conclusions. Whatever the sun fragment was, it’s slumbering inside Nina’s body...

“Uncle Duncan?” Nina noticed the weird gaze coming from across the table and squirmed uncomfortably, “Is there something stuck on my face?”

“...... No, nothing.” Duncan shook his head and decided to change the topic by ripping a piece of bread, “By the way, have you been feeling any discomfort lately? That weird dream from before... did you reencounter it?”

“No,” Nina waved her hand, “I stopped having that weird dream after Miss Heidi gave me that therapy session. I’m feeling full of energy every day.”

She paused, then looked at Duncan a little worriedly: “Uncle, what’s wrong? Why do I suddenly feel like... you’re acting weird? Did you and Mr. Morris talk about... it can’t be about my last exam grade...”

Dog finally stopped talking, which only roused another light kick from the girl at the awkward silence.

“Quit fretting about me. I have you don’t I?” Shirley teased.

“You’re mushier than me when you start.” Dog moved away and caused the chains to rattle, “Any more and I might vomit – then there’s going to be a new hole in the floor from the acid.”

Despite their innocent quibbling, the pair obviously enjoyed each other’s company, especially Shirley, who was feeling slightly down from having her life scrambled recently.

It’s good like this. Everything is back on track, and everyone can go back to their lives like before. That warm and peaceful place isn’t for you Shirley, it doesn’t belong to you and is dangerous...

After comforting herself, Shirley heaved a soft sigh to only freeze in the next second.

She sensed something, an ominous and dark-natured presence that’s fast approaching. It’s sending her alarm bells ringing.

Dog also jerked up from his position and took an aggressive stance toward the darkness inside the house. He’s vigilant and ready to strike at anyone or anything that might pop out.

Due to the need to save money, most of the rooms here were dark due to Shirley turning off the oil lamp on the table. Usually, this wouldn’t be an issue since the light from the street lights would faintly spill over and hit the window. Unfortunately, that seems to have been a mistake tonight – foulness had started to ooze from the cracks in the walls.

“Dog!” Shirley subconsciously tightened the chain in her hand.

“I know,” Dog lets out a low growl simultaneously, “I’m watching! Something is coming... They’re surrounding us... Grooor! What the hell are these things! My eyes are going blurry!”

Before the words from the dark hound could finish, Shirley had noticed the faint light from the street lamps warping and disappearing as if a thick layer of fog had barricaded this room from the outside. Sure enough, even the picture from the window had disappeared, replaced by a murky darkness of swirling nothingness. Once completely isolated, the shadows finally pierced through and converged into several figures opposite of the two occupants inside.

They were dressed in tattered black robes that exposed their thin, wood-like arms, and their waists hung a pitch-black bible that seemed to be drenched in a suspicious dark liquid that’s constantly dripping. But that’s not all though. On each of their chest hung a spiked iron emblem that embodied a pale and creepy white flame.

“Thou shall perish...” The leading black robe raised a finger and pointed it to the stunned-looking girl in the room.

“XXXX He’s an Ender Missionary!!!” Dog’s exclaiming cry was so loud that it knocked Shirley straight back to reality.