Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 492 Curse
Dim lighting.

The slightly damp air carried a musty, unpleasant smell.

The cushions behind her and the warm blanket draped over her body.

All indications suggest that Milo is currently indoors.

Unlike when he left the Dreamland, he did not "return" to the real world in a physical way. Instead, much like last time, all he needed to do was simply open his eyes, without having to travel a long way back through the Enchanted Forest, the Land of Giants, and the Pans Canyon.

...

When Milo woke up, he did not feel any pain in his limbs, which meant that no one had dislocated an arm or a leg during his coma, which was good news.

But I did feel tired, and very tired.

It's somewhat unbelievable that the Great Old Ones of the Shadow Sequence could actually feel fatigued...

However, it was indeed the case. Milo felt that his brain had been working overtime. Before he even opened his eyes, he even had the thought of "sleeping a little longer." This was a signal from his body telling him that it might be better to rest more at this moment.

But after he regained consciousness, he began to hear some scattered discussions around him.

He groggily opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was a blanket covering his face like a shroud. Only after pulling off the blanket did he see the back of Enid's head not far away.

She was facing away from Milo, talking incessantly to Rebecca.

Looking around, he realized this was Rebecca's office at the law enforcement agency. No wonder Milo wanted to sleep a little longer; the familiar environment and smells would put him in a relatively relaxed state.

...

However, Milo had no idea how he got back to the law enforcement office from the outskirts of the city.

It was Tutis Clau who dragged himself into the abyss.

There is no doubt about this.

Milo had thought the battlefield would completely spiral out of control without him, but seeing that Rebecca and Enid were still intact, he realized that the situation was probably not as bad as Milo had imagined.

……

"You won't believe what I dreamt about, it was terrifying... those things... those enormous monsters I've never seen before, each one of their legs was as thick as a pillar, like the pillars in our lobby downstairs, and they had gaping, vertically split mouths..."

"And there was this thing with super huge wings—uh, I think it was a crow or something, or maybe it looked a bit like a person, yes, a crow-man. Its wings were as big as half of our downstairs lobby. I bet it was almost indistinguishable from a demon from a ghost story, almost indistinguishable. Oh, except for the fact that the crow-man kept shouting out strange dessert and dish names the whole time..."

"And also, I saw a beautiful woman in a red gauze dress. My goodness, I've never met such a beautiful woman before..."

"And Milo! He... well, never mind, you probably think I'm crazy. Doesn't it sound boring? It was so real and exciting in my dream, but it sounds so bland coming out of my mouth."

...

……

Enid chattered on and on to Rebecca about her experience "in her dream".

She looked as if she had just woken up, because in addition to her messy hair, there were pillow marks on her face.

Rebecca was the most energetic one in the whole room.

She sat at her desk, resting her chin on her hand, listening intently as Enid recounted what she believed to be events from a dream in a captivating manner.

Perhaps not wanting to spoil her mood, Rebecca responded:

"No, you're doing alright, please continue."

...

Milo sat up on the sofa and stared strangely at the back of Enid's head as she continued her endless chatter.

He was quite certain he had not succeeded in dreaming Enid. After the black goat foals trampled the city, Milo had dreamed almost half of Nanwei's inhabitants, including the rest of the enforcement team.

But Enid eventually followed.

She was not controlled by the dream. In fact, after witnessing the entire confrontation between various forces, including believers, the familiars, hunters, servant races, shadows, and the avatars of the Outer Gods, she was in excellent mental and physical condition.

Yes, she is very healthy, and Milo can clearly see her good condition through his psychic vision.

But this is also the most illogical part of the whole thing.

Why doesn't her SAN value fluctuate at all?
The battle between the Night Demon and the Black Goat cub, Tutis Klaue's self-immolation and rebirth, the confrontation between the hunters and their kin, and even the struggle between the ancients and the Outer Gods, including all their dialogues—any one of these scenes could crush a weak human soul.

But for Enid, it was just a relatively rich dream experience.

As she herself said, many exciting things simply cannot be described in words.

She felt that she had simply taken a long nap while on duty at the law enforcement office, and that was all.

...

"That's a good way to prevent sanity from weakening."

Milo couldn't help but sigh.

What kind of bizarre dreams does this guy usually have?

Because, judging from Enid's tone, she seemed to have such dreams quite often.

Before this, she seemed to have mentioned some of her dreams to Milo, but she had not shared the experiences within those dreams.

...

Milo tilted his head and glanced at Rebecca, who was sitting directly opposite Enid.

She had minor abrasions on her knuckles, forehead, and other areas, but no other signs of injury.

Seeing that Milo had woken up, Rebecca nodded slightly, then turned her gaze to the floor next to the sofa, as if guiding Milo to look over there.

On the cold, damp floor next to the sofa, Yan lay motionless like a dead pig.

He was truly motionless. If Milo's senses hadn't been so sharp, he might not have even noticed Yan's faint breathing and heartbeat.

Clearly, this guy is experiencing the consequences of overusing the power of the Night Demon.

This is what he himself calls the "wise man's time".

This wouldn't kill Yan, but the discomfort of the whole process would be absolutely unbearable. Milo could clearly feel the extremely intense pain emanating from the guy's body.

It looks like he and his little brother won't be seeing the girls at the pleasure house for the next few days.

……

"Hey, you're awake?"

It wasn't until Milo and Rebecca were exchanging glances for the third or fourth time that Enid realized Milo had already woken up.

"Do you know, in my dream, it seemed like you were cursed. Cursed child, are you alright?"

Enid was clearly joking about it.

She had no idea that the "dream" she was talking about was real.

As she turned around to tease Milo, Rebecca made a helpless shrug to Milo from behind.

Milo shrugged:

You mean, mouth ulcers?

He recalled the tired jokes he used when he was arguing with the incarnation of the Mother Goddess.

(End of this chapter)