Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 493 Lots of Talents
"I don't really understand either. I only heard words like 'curse'."

Enid seems to have a particularly strong desire to share right now.

As for why, only she herself probably knows the answer.

Perhaps this is the first time she has seen so many familiar faces in her dream...

"What kind of curse is mouth ulcer?"

...

“Uh, it’s a curse that’s been passed down in my hometown…” In response to Enid’s earnest question, Milo began his “serious” explanation.

"Is there anything else?" Enid seemed to suddenly become interested.

Milo originally intended to stop there.

But in a daze, he suddenly noticed that the office door was slowly pushed open a crack, and two large, purplish-red eyeballs peeked out from the shadows behind the crack.

And the door made a slow "creaking" sound.

So, in order to distract Enid from noticing the "monster" lurking in the crack behind the door, Milo could only wink at Rebecca while continuing his rambling:
"some."

"There's another curse that, uh... will make every woman you love end up in your own father's bed."

"How vicious! Does this curse have a name?" Enid's eyes lit up.

Milo brainstormed for a moment and immediately made up a name for her: "Tyrion's Despair".

"Is there more? Is there more?" Enid's eyes widened.

If it weren't for her remarkably good complexion, that expression of discovery, coupled with those two little fangs at the corners of her mouth, would probably have led people to mistake her for a member of Cainhurst Castle.

...

Meanwhile, at Milo's signal, Rebecca quietly walked to the door and glanced at the "thing" lying outside.

Rebecca swore she had never seen such an ugly-cute creature in her life. The grayish-white furball in front of her seemed to have some similarities to every cute creature in the human world, but all these elements combined together looked very strange and incongruous. This sense of incongruity was even stronger when an animal that looked like a pet had an extremely anthropomorphic expression on its face.

This grayish-white pom-pom is naturally Wendigo, who "returned" from the abyss with Milo.

Given its current appearance, it's unlikely anyone would associate it with Ithaca, the "Windwalker" who controls the power of storms.

Strangely, the Wendigo, after its "rebirth," seems to have lost some of the qualities of a Great Old One.

Because Rebecca, who was staring directly at it, did not feel any physical or psychological discomfort at that moment.

At that moment, she only had one thought in her mind—this little thing is really...

...

Rebecca turned to look at Milo, giving him an inquiring look.

However, Milo was still busy fooling Enid.

"There is another curse... that can make a person's feet disappear."

"Make the feet disappear? What's the point?" Enid didn't understand.

"It's simply about making the feet disappear."

Milo is quite good at talking nonsense.

In fact, these so-called curses were not something he made up on the spot. Similar magic and spells really exist in some ancient evil books, and they all belong to the third order.

Of course, the name of the curse was something Milo made up himself.

"Does this curse have a strange name?" As expected, Enid quickly asked about the name. She didn't seem to care much about the existence of the curse itself, but rather listened to it as an interesting anecdote.

Because she always felt that the names of these curses sounded interesting.

...

It's really interesting.

"Its name is 'Quentin Terminator'."

The ability to spout nonsense is one of Milo's most outstanding special abilities.

Of course, the main goal was still to get Rebecca to "get rid of" Wendigo as soon as possible. ...

I don't know how long I've been rambling on.

In the end, they managed to fool Enid and get her away.

...

Then the office was left with Milo, Rebecca, Yan lying on the floor convulsing, Wendigo hanging from the ceiling, and Marshall standing in the corner, baring his teeth and hissing at the ceiling with a fierce look.

It looks quite lively here.

There wasn't a single normal person in the room.

Or rather, none of them are normal creatures.

...

"I almost forgot about this guy."

After Milo locked the door, he felt there were still some strange noises coming from inside the room.

After looking around, I went to the corner and opened the cabinet.

A sleeping little bear boy rolled out of there—Marty.

Since Rebecca led the law enforcement team on their way, Marty has locked himself in the closet and hasn't come out since, so much so that even Rebecca had forgotten about it.

...

"Now we have them all."

Milo plopped down on Rebecca's desk, put his hands in front of his chest, and surveyed the room full of all sorts of strange and wonderful people.

"Now we have a psychic, a snowman, a birdman, a cat, and a cat abuser. There are also two apostates, Daisy and Derasha, in the church next door. Hmm... it's hard not to make this team bigger and stronger, don't you think?"

Finally, he turned to look at Rebecca.

The latter, as was his habit, leaned back in his chair, crossed his long legs over the edge of the table, and added with one hand supporting his temple:

"There's still one short, why not include yourself?"

"Me? Hmm... I'm not important." Milo habitually picked up the cookies and snacks on Rebecca's table, popped one into his mouth, then looked troubled and threw the rest at the ceiling.

Wendigo, hanging upside down with one foot gripping the ceiling, caught all the cookies Milo tossed to him with perfect accuracy, quickly stuffed them into his mouth, and then retreated back into the corner.

Because Marshall was "friendly" breathing on it again.

...

"So how did it end up?"

Milo asked Rebecca, "Where did the resurrected man, the hunters, and the familiars go?"

In the end, everyone returned with all their limbs intact, which was something Milo hadn't expected.

Tutis Crow somehow dragged Milo into the abyss, but he seemed content with his successful rebirth and did not persecute those present, including Milo.

In fact, it was only Milo's consciousness, or rather his soul, that fell into the abyss; his physical body remained in the conscious world. If Klaue wanted, he could have easily tried to kill Milo.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that he was wary of the Night Demons and the Hunters organization present.

...

However, Rebecca revealed the truth that Milo had not expected:
“He left this for you and asked me to help convey his message. His original words were: ‘The gods will not care about the injustices of the human world, so only in the end times when we can face the gods directly will we have the opportunity to fulfill the call of the distant era.’”

As she spoke, she pulled a rusty coin from her pocket and tossed it to Milo.

"What is this now...?"

Milo reached out to take it, and the instant his hand touched the coin, brilliant golden light emanated from its surface, spreading evenly throughout every corner of the office.

But it was only for a moment, and then those dazzling golden spots of light disappeared as if they had never appeared.

(End of this chapter)