Facing the choking and sobbing sounds coming from behind him, Jason didn't turn around.
Instead, he took a giant step forward.
At the same time, the lever-action shotgun in the hand passed under the armpit, the muzzle pointed backward.
boom!
A large number of projectiles shot out immediately.
The choking and sobbing disappeared.
Click, click!
Amid the very rhythmic sound of "Winchester Brothers" being loaded, Jason turned around.
As far as the eye can see, there is nothing!
Then,
The choking and sobbing sounded again.
still…
behind!
However, this time the sound was closer.
It was as if the choking, sobbing man had taken a small step forward.
Jason's heart tightened.
He absolutely didn't want to be approached by such a weird existence.
Without any hesitation, he pulled the trigger again.
boom!
The muzzle flash flickered.
Then, Jason turned around again and loaded the gun.
However, unlike before, after turning around, Jason drew out the machete with a broad blade and short handle. He raised the knife and looked behind him through the reflection from the side of the blade.
A blurry figure shot onto the blade.
The voice of choking and crying came from that figure.
It seemed that he had noticed Jason's gaze.
The choking and sobbing of that figure became louder.
Moreover, he walked towards Jason actively step by step.
boom!
The projectile sprayed out of the muzzle, passing the blurry figure directly.
Obviously, it doesn't work.
The blurry figure accelerated instantly, from walking to trotting, and was about to pounce on Jason.
"sI..."
Subconsciously, Jason was about to release the secret technique [Protection from Evil].
The first word of Tufu language has already sounded.
The handprints are also more than half done.
However, at this moment, Jason stopped suddenly.
A question appeared in his mind.
Who is this sudden assailant
Or to be precise, what was this attacker coming for
'Helke potion'!
Other than this, Jason couldn't think of anything else.
Since the other party came for the 'Helke Potion', he naturally knew about the 'Grave Watcher' Santel, and would definitely know his identity as the 'Night Watchman'.
It is even very likely that the other party knew about the temptation on the return trip from the cemetery.
So…
A new problem arises!
On the premise that the opponent knows that he is a 'Night Watchman', will he still use the method restrained by [Protection from Evil] to deal with him
The answer is, no!
No one will choose to use their own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strengths.
As for this is what the other party is good at
That's even more impossible.
What one is good at is restrained, and individuals will make wise choices.
unless…
The opponent can confidently counter and crush him.
But if he could reach that level, why would the opponent play such a trick, just let the blurry figure pounce on him directly. With the speed shown by this blurry figure, he has no room to dodge at all.
That is to say...
trap!
This is a trap for his class 'Night Watchman' trait!
The blurry figure in front of him was not a wraith or evil spirit at all.
but—
Illusion!
When the word 'illusion' appeared in his mind, more understanding appeared in Jason's heart:
The other party must have known what happened in the hall before.
Confirmed his 'immortality' characteristic.
The opponent is not sure about dealing with the 'immortal' him.
However, he is not without weaknesses.
For example: physical strength!
Immortality is immortality.
Tiredness is tiredness.
Coincidentally, as a 'Night Watchman', he also possesses a secret technique that can drain his energy almost instantly.
[Protection against evil]!
This is the inheritance of the 'Night Watchman', and it can also be said to be the strongest point of the 'Night Watchman', but at some point, the strongest point will also become the weakest point.
Aiming at this point, the opponent began to make arrangements.
So, with the immediate situation.
The guesses and pushes in my mind flashed in an instant.
The phantom in front of me is close at hand.
The Tufu language that paused slightly in the mouth resounded again.
"sIoTYn!"
It was just words, but the coordination of handprints was a beat slower.
[Protection against evil] was not successfully activated.
But that phantom disappeared.
It really is an illusion!
Jason, who had a clear deduction in his heart, panted heavily, and made an appearance of being extremely tired.
For illusion, the most direct way is to use pain to regain consciousness.
But Jason didn't just want to undo the illusion.
What he wanted was to get rid of the person who arranged the illusion.
Not only the opponent's ability, but also the layout ability shown by the opponent made Jason vigilant.
This time, he reacted promptly and saw through the illusion.
But what about next time
Who can guarantee that he will not step into the opponent's layout.
Especially in certain battle moments, a sudden attack by the other party would be enough to make him overwhelmed, or even...death.
enemy
It is better to die after all.
Crack, clap.
Loud applause echoed in the room.
A middle-aged man in a black tuxedo and top hat clapped his hands and looked at Jason with a smile on his face.
"It's an honor to meet you, Your Excellency the Immortal 'Night Watchman'."
"It was just some tricks."
"In order for us to have a peaceful talk."
While talking, the other party took out a test tube.
It was filled with a light green liquid.
The other party shook the test tube, and the smile on his face became more intense.
The other party went on to say:
"Of course… "
"The same is true for the next few measures."
"Don't worry, I will make good use of your body."
"After all, some people will definitely like the body after taking [Hulk Silver Medicine]."
After speaking, the other party will uncork the bottle.
But Jason was faster.
Jason, who was out of breath one moment and almost on the verge of falling, swung his knife out the next moment.
puff!
The broad-bladed short-handled machete grazed the opponent's neck.
Surprise and astonishment appeared on the other party's face.
Then solidified.
The head fell, and the opponent's body swayed, then fell to his knees, and the potion in the palm of his hand was picked up by Jason just before falling to the ground.
Then, Jason carefully examined the other party's body.
A money bag with 12 gold grams, 3 silver grams and 5 copper grams inside, without copper horns.
A revolver with a full magazine and 10 rounds left.
Other than that, there is nothing of value.
Putting the money bag into his own pocket, the revolver and bullets, Jason put them in the pile of trophies.
Then, he turned to look at the door.
With the death of 'The Layouter', Eric was apparently free of the illusion.
The servant was puzzled, but still knocked on the door.
Boom, boom, boom!
"Mr. Jason."
"It's me, Eric."
"I have brought your compensation."
As soon as Eric's voice fell, Jason, who had already smelled the smell of food, immediately opened the door.
Immediately, a more intense fragrance hits the face.
Like a breeze.
Cozy and comfortable.
Then, he couldn't wait to look at the source of the fragrance.
I was taken aback for a moment.