There was a faint sound of rain outside the window. The rain had weakened a lot, but it had not stopped. In the cold night, the two looked at each other vigilantly.
"You... have been corrupted?" Hong Jian was a little uncertain.
In fact, among these senior knights, Red Falcon is the least professional one. He was originally just a gangster in the lower city and was promoted by Shrike by chance. Joey is just the opposite of him. He comes from a family of demon hunters. In every generation of the Joshua family, there are a few people who join the purification agency. He has known about demons for a long time.
Joey knows himself and his enemy, so he can make these judgments in such a short time.
Compared to demons, humans are too fragile. Their only advantage is their rationality which has not yet gone mad.
"That nightmare..."
Joey thought back to those children and those ghosts that appeared continuously. This was not a coincidence. Joey was sure that he had been corrupted.
"I had a nightmare... or rather a hallucination," Joey said.
"The hallucination is caused by erosion, right? That's why this ghost thing screamed."
Hong Xun looked at the huge Geiger counter behind him. This thing was extremely sensitive and could accurately determine the remaining pollution, but unfortunately it was too large and could not be moved.
Joey didn't say anything else, nor did he notice that he slowly hugged himself with a gloomy look, as if he had experienced something terrible.
Hong Jian obviously noticed this as well. He hesitated for a moment, but still asked.
"You saw them again, didn't you?"
Joey nodded with difficulty and said nothing.
"Joey, you need psychological treatment." Kestrel said.
"You mean going back to Black Mountain Hospital? I'm not going back to that damn place." Joey refused flatly.
"Actually, there's nothing to be afraid of in that place, right? You're just afraid of yourself. When you return to Black Mountain Hospital, those past events will come back to haunt you."
Kestrel comforted him.
“Joey, even though I joined in halfway, fighting demons actually feels no different from beating up those thugs in the Lower City… This is inevitable, we are just a cog in this huge machine, and I can’t actually decide what we can do.
You are not responsible for the death of those children, and in the final analysis, it was Gawain who killed them, not you."
Joey shook his head stubbornly, he looked very painful.
"This is different, Red Falcon. You were not there at the time... It was a sin to be a bystander at that time."
Blood flowed over his collar, and Joey suddenly realized that he had accidentally hurt himself in his loss of control. His elbow was broken and a faint red stain penetrated his white sleeves.
He tore off the piece of cloth uncontrollably and threw it away forcefully, as if he was avoiding a monster.
It was obvious that Joey was in a very bad state at the moment. He did not pull out the folding knife to cut himself, which was considered an excellent self-control. Hong Xun looked at him sadly, he knew very well why Joey was like this.
Demons are forbidden monsters. Fighting against such monsters comes at a price. Pain may be the least of the costs, while the most common price is mental torture.