I, Who Came From the Abyss, Will Save Humanity Again Today - Volume 2 Chapter 34

Chapter 34: Filing a Complaint

 

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I immediately closed my eyes and covered my nose and mouth, stepping back several steps to retreat from the smoke. Opening my mouth to take a deep breath, as the cold air rushed into my throat, an itchy discomfort came, and I couldn’t help but start coughing.

 

“Cough, cough cough.”

 

The burning in my eyes was maddening, this wasn’t just like being irritated while cutting onions, it was 100 times worse than that.

 

What is this?!

 

Smoke bomb? Tear gas?

 

Ah——! It’s so uncomfortable!!

 

I stood in the alley with my eyes tightly closed, tears flowing like a broken dam non-stop, even constantly wiping with the back of my hand was useless.

 

That burning sensation grew increasingly intense, spreading to my nose and throat, feeling like my breath would shoot flames, I was so anxious I almost started jumping.

 

So uncomfortable, what should I do! Is there any water…

 

Right, there’s snow on the ground!

 

Thinking of this, I quickly crouched down, scooped up snow from the ground and wiped it on my face.

 

The cold snow melted on my face, slightly relieving the burning sensation.

 

It works!

 

Then I wiped several more times, wanting to put another handful of snow in my mouth, but felt it wasn’t clean, not knowing if someone had stepped on it, feeling very uncomfortable about it, I had to quickly stand up, resisting the urge to wipe my face with my skirt, I formed a small piece of ice and threw it in my mouth, “crunch crunch” chewing while struggling to half-squint my eyes.

 

The smoke in front had dispersed, looking thinner than before, but still obscured the vision, couldn’t see the masked person’s figure.

 

I was careless.

 

Didn’t expect this world to have such completely un-chivalrous, treacherous weapons.

 

Is this also one of the Central Workshop’s “wisdom” crystallizations…

 

“Bastard!”

 

Feeling a surge of rage in my heart, I immediately wanted to release ice mist to completely blow away the smoke in front of me, just as I raised my hand——

 

No, that masked person seems able to escape using the power of wind. If I blow like this, what if he still has the ability to move and floats away again with this ice mist?

 

In my current state, trying to chase him would probably be impossible.

 

So I turned my wrist, changing the ice mist into dozens of ice spikes floating above my head.

 

The position where the masked person was lying just now should be about in the center of the smoke… there!

 

Whoosh whoosh whoosh——

 

The ice spikes shot out with breaking air sounds, instantly creating crisp explosive sounds as they hit in the smoke.

 

…The sound is wrong, seems like they didn’t hit anyone.

 

Bad news, could he have already run away!

 

The smoke won’t disperse for a while, I can’t just wait stupidly like this, that would be no different from deliberately letting him escape.

 

Thinking of this, I couldn’t care about so much anymore, my fair hand raised up, ice mist gushing forth.

 

Whoosh——

 

The cold air instantly dispersed the smoke.

 

Scattered ice fragments and frost covered all the road surface and surrounding walls, the already cold air temperature dropped again suddenly, even the snow was covered with a layer of sparkling thin ice.

 

The narrow alley came into full view, but the masked person was long gone.

 

WDNMD.

 

That guy was actually playing dead just now.

 

He probably escaped the moment the smoke rose, while my eyes were burning, I actually couldn’t detect it at all, must have used that strange power.

 

But why wasn’t he affected by the smoke… ah, that mask! That mask provided protection!

 

Mask, tear gas, exotic weapons, strange abilities, keen intuition and rich combat experience.

 

He definitely isn’t an ordinary character, who exactly is he!

 

“Cough cough.”

 

My throat was still burning.

 

It took quite a while before I could barely open my eyes, by now they were sour and swollen, feeling like they might be puffy.

 

You can imagine I probably look quite ugly right now.

 

Feeling extremely frustrated, even during that battle with the Endless Abyss back then, everyone fought face to face with real strength, such a despicable opponent like today was truly the first time I’ve encountered.

 

I held ice spikes in my hands, alternating between pressing them against my eyes, trying to relieve that uncomfortable burning sensation. Then I ran out of the alley along the road, staring blankly at the empty street before me.

 

After waiting a while, the expected crossbow bolts didn’t come.

 

Seems that punch from earlier caused him quite some damage, unwilling to continue fighting.

 

Clang——

 

I kicked the lamppost beside me in frustration, the candlelight in the lamp shade flickered, nearly going out.

 

No, I can’t swallow this anger.

 

Masked man, no matter who you are, I must find you. When that time comes, I’ll first pin you down and beat you up, then hang you up and smoke you with that thing every day.

 

You won’t escape Winter City.

 

Because I, Sylvia, have decided to go back and file a complaint.

 

…………

 

Shanter Castle was brightly lit.

 

The birds perched on the bridge were silent now.

 

Walking back all the way feeling annoyed, the hunters guarding the gate were as alert as wolves, yet upon seeing me, they let me through without asking anything.

 

Passing through the gate into the interior, this time without the butler’s guidance, I walked alone through the dark castle, following my memory all the way to the top floor.

 

“Sniff, sniff.”

 

My small nose twitched slightly, following the smell I pushed open the dining hall’s large door.

 

The Duke and Madam were both here, sitting at the dining table talking, with two maids standing by, I looked around but didn’t see Carlos’s figure.

 

Should still be staying at the orphanage.

 

“Miss Sylvia, you’re back… eh, what happened to your eyes?”

 

The Duchess was originally smiling while greeting me, but after she saw my face clearly, she immediately got up and walked over with some panic, raising her hand to gently press my swollen eye sockets, showing a worried expression.

 

“How did they get so red… look, they’re all swollen, did someone upset you?”

 

Probably thinks I just cried, seeing her expression I can imagine, I probably don’t look very good right now…

 

My eyes weren’t as uncomfortable as initially now, although there was still some stinging around the eye sockets, but I felt it was fine already, leaving it alone should heal quickly.

 

Just still feeling frustrated in my chest.

 

“No.”

 

Answered gloomily, then pulled out a chair and sat at the table.

 

“Did something happen at the orphanage?”

 

The Duke seemed to think of something, raising his eyes to ask me casually.

 

“No, smoke irritation.”

 

“Smoke irritation? What do you mean?” The Duke frowned, his gaze somewhat confused.

 

“Workshop Hunter, with sectioned whip, and light crossbow, masked face, wanted to kill me.”

 

The Duchess had just asked the maid to bring a towel, and happened to hear my last three words, almost dropping the towel in fright.

 

“What? What happened, who wants to kill you, why!”

 

Clearly somewhat incoherent.

 

“What happened, tell me in detail.”

 

The Duke’s expression became serious, he sat down beside me, his eyes showing concern, which made me feel somewhat uncomfortable.

 

What’s with these two people, acting like this on their own. I haven’t even admitted I’m Peylo yet, what if they’re wrong…

 

I’m actually someone who crossed over from another world, I don’t know anything about Peylo.

 

Maybe I’m just——

 

Just a monster borrowing your daughter’s body.

 

But, their eyes are really warm.

 

“What are you spacing out for, this child, quickly tell us what happened, you’re going to worry us to death.” The Duchess’s words pulled me back from my thoughts.

 

“Well, there was this person…”

 

I organized my thoughts and intermittently told them what happened tonight. After hearing my words, the Duke showed a thoughtful expression.

 

“Leather armor, exotic weapons… so that’s why you think it’s a Central Workshop hunter.”

 

“Mm.” I nodded, my hands constantly moving in the air, trying to gesture the weapon’s shape, “Sectioned whip, transforms into a thin blade. Very powerful.”

 

“Sectioned whip, I remember that should be one of the weapons displayed in the warehouse, the place we visited during the day. The security there is very tight, besides the hunters guarding the fortress outside, there are internal patrols every certain period, outsiders almost impossible to break in. To be able to take it out, it must be a Workshop Hunter… Miss Sylvia, your suspicion isn’t wrong. However, that smoke you mentioned, that’s not something from the Workshop.”

 

At this point, the Duke paused.

 

“The strange thing lies here. If I’m not mistaken, what you described is called a smoke tube, made from a natural plant called tear mushroom found in the rainforest. After this plant matures, its outer skin becomes dry and cracked, just a light tap with a finger will release grayish-white powder, if animals get this powder on them they’ll cry non-stop, extremely uncomfortable.”

 

The Duchess was now holding the towel wanting to wipe my face, but how could I let her do this, I snatched the towel, roughly wiped my face a few times and put it on the table.

 

“Still so rough…” Her nagging words came to my ears.

 

The Duke smiled slightly at this scene and continued.

 

“No one at the Central Workshop would use such things. However, I do know of an assassin organization in the Valen Empire that collects the powder to make smoke tubes. And coincidentally, although this organization has no name, their members all wear masks when executing missions.”

 

So that masked person really was an assassin.

 

“Although Central Workshop weapons aren’t circulated externally, if someone really wants to get one or two, it’s not particularly difficult. But the sectioned whip… this kind of weapon involving assembly technology, I’ve always had it strictly guarded, but now that it appears in an assassin’s hands, it shows there’s an internal problem. And according to what you said, that person not only has Workshop weapons, assassin’s smoke tubes, but also possesses the power of Wind Order.”

 

“Wind Order?”

 

“Yes. Based on your description, without doubt that was the power of Wind Order, although not very strong.”

 

So it was an enemy possessing Order power… no wonder he was so difficult to deal with.

 

However, that masked person wielded that strange wind power with great proficiency, at least much more skillfully than me, yet the Duke only gave an evaluation of “not very strong”, did I not explain clearly?

 

If even this doesn’t count as strong, then what can the strong ones do?