Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 192 Interesting Things

"I won't even ask what the hell Musisha is, just tell me, when will they appear next?"

Milo didn't want to waste time on all that cryptic stuff with the Scarlet Witch.

However, the witch's answer greatly disappointed Milo: "I don't know."

"I don't know why you've been rambling on for so long, I'm going to go to Assams!" Milo said, exasperated.

“It’s Azathoth… well, perhaps I should put it this way: as a Visionist, you’re already quite conspicuous within your own kind. To the higher beings in those alternate dimensions, you’re like a bright grain of sand in a dust storm. Every time you use your Vision, you’ll flash, naturally increasing the probability of them noticing you.” The Scarlet Witch replied calmly, “So no matter how many Primordial Totems you possess right now, forget about them for now. Every time you use them, the distance between you and the hounds shrinks.”

Milo suddenly remembered.

If the previous instances of Theon's unusual reactions were caused by the hounds, then why didn't the hounds take action?
Because they haven't yet determined who their prey is.

While he was using his spying ability in the cemetery, the hound appeared and snatched Maggie Green away.

The Scarlet Witch's theory makes sense.

It was Milo's behavior that attracted the hounds.

……

"Is there any way to remedy this? I don't want to die so soon." Milo was very honest.

A few years ago, Milo might have chosen to give up and wait to be torn to pieces by the hounds.

But now, his life is just beginning to improve. Although there are many troubles, at least he feels alive. He doesn't want to die, and he doesn't want to die in such a powerless way.

According to Yan, one must die a glorious death, ideally with a stunningly beautiful woman embracing one's corpse and weeping bitterly; otherwise, the death is meaningless...

“For example, is there any way to kill the hounds, my guide?” Milo rubbed his hands together.

He still had some expectations for the Scarlet Witch.

But the Scarlet Witch shattered all of Milo's delusions with a single sentence:

“I’m not saying they can’t be killed, but the fact is, there’s no record of hunting dogs ever being killed.”

"This..." Milo shrugged. "Does this mean I'm just waiting to die?"

“But you can hide for a while, and perhaps find a glimmer of hope before they come back,” the Scarlet Witch replied calmly.

As she spoke, she deliberately moved her head and glanced at the group of seven behind Milo.

Milo squinted:

"You mean, find a scapegoat?"

Before the Scarlet Witch could answer, Milo saw Eric frantically shrugging to the side, as if to say, "Seriously?"

The Scarlet Witch responded calmly:

"It's not a bad idea."

“You're kidding me.” Milo knew that if he could hear the exiles, he would hear the seven-man tirade right now, since there were already 14 middle fingers hanging from the wall. “But there are still preventative measures,” the Scarlet Witch suddenly changed the subject:
"Hounds are creatures that exist outside of space and time. They cannot cross the barriers of space and time at will. They also need some opportunity and medium. In the present world, they can only appear in certain specific locations."

"For example?" Milo pricked up his ears.

"In certain areas forming specific angles, in filthy corners smaller than right angles, they are the best places to appear. Of course, this is just a legend; very few people survive an encounter with a hound, so this claim may just be fabricated, but it can be taken as a reference," the Scarlet Witch replied without hesitation.

"A dirty corner less than a right angle? So it's less than 90 degrees?"

Milo suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a large tree growing at an angle to the ground at the spot where the hound that Lao Luo had pointed out had appeared.

Perhaps this claim isn't entirely unfounded.

……

In this world, there are quite a few corners with angles less than 90 degrees, but such corners are relatively rare in urban areas filled with man-made buildings.

Milo looked around the alley. The angles between the walls, steps, and crisscrossing roads were all roughly 90 degrees. This is a common design in architecture. In a city built with distinct geometric structures, it seems difficult to find a corner with an angle less than 90 degrees.

"Luckily, I don't have the habit of sneaking into other people's attics."

Milo thought about his own little house.

The roofs of back-to-back buildings are also self-leveling, and there is no attic structure.

Thinking to myself, from now on I need to pay attention to the environment around me at all times, and try to stay away from those nooks and crannies, because one day I might get dragged in by a claw.

"Try to survive. If you can escape the hounds twice, you might be able to leave your name in some contemporary books. That would make your life worthwhile," the Scarlet Witch said calmly.

"Say something nice, you seem to want me to die soon." Milo rolled his eyes.

"We've signed a contract, and I'll try my best to find a way to get you out of the hounds' pursuit. But until I find a way, you'll have to rely on yourself... Perhaps you should speed up your search for the Holy Communion and improve your spiritual vision as soon as possible. A stronger soul and body are what you need to survive," the Scarlet Witch advised.

"I get the feeling you're trying to squeeze every last drop of value out of me," Milo said, narrowing his eyes.

At this moment, the Scarlet Witch was still thinking about the Holy Communion, even though she had been fed a heart not long ago.

"Didn't you say that clairvoyants are like a sparkling grain of sand in the eyes of those in power? If I enhance my clairvoyance, won't I become even more dazzling? Won't the chances of the hounds finding me be even higher?"

The Scarlet Witch said with a hint of exasperation, "They've already remembered you, why do you still care if you're conspicuous enough? Although your ultimate survival is uncertain, one thing is certain: hiding is definitely not a way to change your fate. At least save up some resources, otherwise you won't even have the resources to fight back when the time comes. What do you think?"

“I feel like you’re at KFC.” Milo shook his head.

He took out a thumbnail of the pattern that Henry had recently copied from Aya's corpse from his pocket.

He spread out the blueprints in front of the witch and asked her:
"Let's deal with the immediate problem first. Do you recognize this thing?"

"Bring it closer, let me see."

The alley was very dimly lit. The Scarlet Witch lowered her head and brought her face close to the blueprints, examining them carefully for a long time.

Finally, a hoarse, indistinct muttering came from the back of his throat:
"Interesting stuff."

(End of this chapter)