Chapter 196: 'Reckless Player”

Chapter 196 “Reckless Player”

Vanna didn’t immediately recognize the origin of the figure that suddenly appeared in front of her, mainly due to the other party’s whole body being covered by a long black trench coat and a big black umbrella. Moreover, her own consciousness was briefly stunned by the glimpse through the curtain, causing the momentary loss of sharpness.

But when the monster made its hoarse and low growl, when the other party’s dirty and profane breath was revealed, and when the polluted and corrupt outline showed between its raised hands, she finally recognized it.

It was heresy, the heresy of the Black Sun.

Things became very simple then, and Vanna loves simple things.

The heavy greatsword whistled terrifyingly through the air with a smooth grace, and the sacred lantern dispelled the unclean breath as Vanna’s tall figure jumped up like a mountainous wave. When she finally came down, the assault had brought with it the power of the tsunami, which caught the foe by surprise due to how sudden it came out.

Then, like a broken boat hit by a huge wave, even the umbrella and person were split in two down the middle.

The dregs of the sun heir got blown off into the distance with an audible splat, leaving a trail of blood and gore in its wake. But unlike the flesh of the heir, the broken umbrella had dropped on the spot, expelling a series of crackling blue flints and a splutter of blue crystals from the disconnected segment.

Vanna crushed the umbrella with her foot the second she got the opening. She must remove any unknown variable from the fight when she could because the split body of the sun heir had already begun to reform. It didn’t take long, only a few seconds before her foe was standing again.

This time though, the mangled flesh that made up its head was even uglier than before, and it squirmed ferociously with those grotesque tentacles. Even its growling roar was more pronounce, bringing a shockwave that could knock a regular person out.

Yet, Vanna was smiling at this behavior.

Regenerative ability did not equal invincibility. She could tell, this thing had gotten weak and in a lot of pain after losing the weird black umbrella.

Casually strapping the lantern to her waist, Vanna adjusted her sword stance and strode towards the monster with her weapon in hand. But suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a momentary distortion of the flames next to a bookcase.

Years of combat experience and intuition told her to stop, which her body did by swinging around. In the next second, a squirming tentacle had launched out of the fire, whipping a sheet of metal at her like a cannonball!

Simultaneously, the injured sun heir had just finished its regeneration when it trans morphed into a glob of oozing black shadow, firing off two tentacles of his own at the lady’s neck and back, effectively creating a pincer attack with its hidden companion.

Vanna clicked her tongue at the annoyance. She snapped around and raised her sword to lance it out as a projectile first, spearing the shadowy glob directly in the center as a result. It pinned the foe into the nearest wall from the sheer force of her sword and caused another splat. Simultaneously, Vanna didn’t forget to catch the steel plated projectile that’s already in her face. With a pinch that’s so fast that it left an afterimage, the lady caught the scorching metal with two fingers and left only several inches of space between her skin!

Shirley opened her eyes after a heavy slumber, finding an unfamiliar ceiling and the faint sunlight streaming through the nearby window.

The bed under her body was comfortable, and the quilt had a fresh and dry smell to it. This kind of dryness was difficult to come by in the slums because the oldest pipes and silted sewers were always gathered in those guttered alleys. Even if one did hang the quilt out to dry, it would only soak in more of the sewer smell into the fabric due to how proliferate it was in the damp air.

Shirley lay quietly in bed, reluctant to even turn due to the comforting sensation. But in the end, she propped herself up with both hands to look around.

Nina was no longer in the room, and based on the angle of the sunlight coming through the window, it’s likely already noon...

“Dog,” Shirley called softly, “how long have I been asleep?”

Dog’s voice immediately sounded in her heart: “It’s at least half past ten now, maybe eleven. You fell asleep directly in bed after eating and taking a bath yesterday. So, at least for twelve hours... that’s normal after expending so much energy.”

Shirley was still a little dazed right now. What happened yesterday felt like a dream, floating in her head with segments popping up without intent, which would take time to sort out and confirm what’s real and fantasy.

Then she raised her head and looked into the corner of the room.

A simple little box sat quietly there.

That’s her all for the past ten years... She and Dog’s everything.

“We really... moved here,” Shirley muttered, “it’s like a dream.”

“Don’t say it, I’m still panicking right now. Mr. Duncan is cooking in the kitchen, and I don’t even dare to think about what he might serve to the table later...”

“Dog, why do you have such a big opinion about the food here. You have been uttering that more than once already...”

“Ah, don’t ask...”

Listening to Dog’s complaints, Shirley suddenly broke out into laughter.

The sun is so nice today...