Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 120 First meeting

"I turned around and grabbed him."

Milo walked across the ruins carrying a revolver with its cylinder reloaded.

He had assumed that the collapsed mine had blocked the exit of the underground cave, but to his surprise, on the other side of the hillside, large holes were exposed in the collapsed mining tunnel, all of which led directly to the ground, meaning that this side of the entire hillside had been hollowed out.

This explains why a fire suddenly broke out in the town. Milo didn't need to go to see for himself to guess that it must have been because the worshippers had come out in droves.

Clearly, the monster was the current leader of these worshippers who had been lying dormant for many years. It was different from these worshippers who inherited the bloodline; it was a completely new species. The worshippers rushed out of the cave after hearing its shouts.

But he did not encounter a single pilgrim on his way from the trap.

"This means they weren't there to rescue the monster, so they must be after Kai."

Milo glanced back at the dark clouds in the sky above the town, illuminated by the firelight, and decided not to delay any longer.

While the underground cave is currently empty, let's go and see what this so-called decaying divine body is all about.

……

The collapsed underground passage has become as spacious as it used to be. The old stone walls around it are covered with cracks, and the eerie murals are all in ruins.

Milo meandered through the cave passages until he finally reached the edge of the cliff face of the underground cavern. This was the other side of the cliff, where winding stone steps also spiraled down.

The cave was completely silent at this moment.

He did not see any worshippers.

The heavy breathing of the nutrient plants on the plantation was no longer heard, because they had been blown to pieces by Milo with a liquid bomb from Emma not long ago.

The plantation now resembles a disgusting graveyard, a graveyard piled with severed limbs and countless mushroom fragments. Even the flies that used to swarm around the mushroom bushes have disappeared, presumably the vast majority perished in the fire.

After the flames died down, the cave was filled with the smell of burning.

Milo walked cautiously on the gravel ground.

This was his fourth time visiting this place, or more accurately, his second, but he seemed to know everything about it by heart.

He knew that the deepest, darkest place was where the remnants of the old god's body lay.

That ancient altar, embedded deep within the stone wall.

The decaying divine body the raven spoke of was in that very spot.

The culprit who has been whispering and bewitching the Iqmu natives for years, turning them into cannibalistic monsters, lies deep within the altar.

Milo walked deeper and deeper into the area.

This time, as the investigation deepened, the sorrowful emotions that Karl felt before his death began to surface.

Milo occasionally falls into a daze.

But he quickly looked at the revolver in his hand, confirming that it was the gun he had personally chosen, and then glanced at the bleeding wound on his body that was wrapped with a tie.

All his actions were solely to confirm that he was now Milo, not Carl.

Since there was no longer any buzzing of flies around, Milo could only constantly remind himself not to fall into the memories of the dead in this place.

……

When Milo got close enough to the altar, he finally heard a familiar voice.

"Puff... puff..."

That was the sound Karl had heard the last time he was cornered here; it sounded like a heartbeat.

This further confirms Milo's conjecture.

There was also a living creature inside the altar.

Given that the worshippers have already come out in droves and the newly born monsters are temporarily trapped in the traps, what other living creatures could be in the underground caves?
It can only be that so-called decaying divine body.

……

“We should have borrowed Rebecca’s little kerosene lamp.” The area around the altar was very dark and gloomy, and Milo could only vaguely make out the outlines of some objects.

He saw a shriveled female corpse lying flat on a stone-carved coffin lid. There was a grotesque gash in her lower abdomen. Long-term exposure had completely dried the body, making it almost embedded in the stone coffin.

If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the monster's biological mother.

These are worshippers who mate with ravens.

She died while giving birth to the monster, and her body was enshrined by worshippers.

According to the raven, he had also been infected with mycelium, but because he offered new life to the Old Gods, the Old Gods took away the mycelium from his body, and he survived.

But Karl did not do as the raven suggested; instead, he emptied his gun before the altar, firing all the bullets in the chamber…

"It's a good thing he didn't harm young Kai; I don't want to have those kinds of memories."

Milo muttered to himself as he walked around the stone coffin and headed straight for the depths of the altar.

He was very close to that heartbeat.

Milo whirled around and pointed his gun at a figure that had appeared behind him at some unknown time.

A very thin and short figure.

He didn't fire immediately because he felt the figure was somewhat familiar, and that familiarity didn't pose a threat.

Milo had seen this person before.

But she never met Milo.

……

"Plop...Plop..."

Only the eerie heartbeat still echoed before the altar.

Milo remained silent for a long time before speaking first:
"Freya, right? If I'm not mistaken."

He recognized the old, thin figure.

Walker had mentioned this elderly scholar many times; it was she who raised Kay's abandoned children.

Not long ago, Milo realized that the old woman he saw searching for the missing child in Karl's undead perspective was Freya.

Earlier today, Milo ate breakfast prepared by Freya herself.

But this was the first time Milo had met the other party.

The old woman is now just as mysterious in Milo's mind as the raven, because she is someone who has always existed but has never been seen.

"Walker said you're getting old and your legs aren't as good, but you seem pretty agile right now."

As Milo spoke, he glanced at the long stone steps on the cliff behind him.

“You shouldn’t have taken that child.” Freya didn’t respond to Milo’s words. Facing Milo’s gun, she showed no fear, but slowly walked towards the altar.
“She has received favors from those in power, and when the time is right, she should be allowed to do what she is supposed to do.”

Freya seemed to know everything that had happened that night.

She stopped in front of the altar, clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and adopted a gesture of utmost piety.

Milo stared blankly at the old man before him, then slowly lowered his gun and shrugged.

"I actually thought you were the kind of wonderful person who adopts children. That's my problem."

“I’ve spent my whole life wanting to hear her call, but those ignorant bloodline inheritors have taken this gift as a curse. You wouldn’t understand. You’re just like that person from three years ago, clinging to a pedantic and ignorant sense of justice, thwarting her arrival time and time again.” Freya shook her head.

Milo shook his head as well: "It seems that Walker is the only person in this town who isn't obsessed."

He raised the gun again and pointed it at Freya's head:
"Okay, before I fire, tell me about Kai. But I don't have much patience, so you'd better put it in plain language and not use too much obscure stuff."

(End of this chapter)