Chapter 1134: Reasons to Join
After my treatment, Elena’s steps were much lighter. Before leaving, she had studied the map carefully and had a good understanding of the surrounding terrain, quickly locking onto our general location.
We weren’t far from the village, after all, it was just an explosion, it couldn’t have sent us too far. However, when I asked if we should return to the village to look for our scattered teammates, she hesitated.
“We don’t know the situation over there. Perhaps those demons are still there, and the viscount and his subordinates have an unclear attitude. It would be dangerous for us two weak women to go rashly. Let’s search the surroundings for other companions first?” Elena said.
It seemed she had developed a psychological shadow from being violated. Especially since she had been ambushed without knowing what was happening, only to wake up with no memory. This made her feel that those cultists were unfathomable.
Although I actually knew that I had wiped out those Slaanesh cultists, and the viscount had suffered a minor loss, he shouldn’t have wanted to harm us. However, I couldn’t reveal that I already knew everything, so I could only agree with Elena’s suggestion, acting as if she was in charge.
But now I had no mental pressure or the burden of mutation, and I could freely use my God’s Eye to observe the surroundings. Moreover, I wasn’t in a hurry. Older Brother Jayad would definitely find me. The packhorse could track my scent, and I wasn’t far away.
After walking for a while, I spotted the first clue: “Miss Parul, over there is someone who might be one of us, but the situation seems a bit bad.”
“Hmm? Miss Parul, do you have a detection ability? Never mind, let’s go and see?” Elena said, walking in the direction I pointed.
The scene was tragic. A thug dressed in adventurer’s gear lay on the gravel, a pool of blood spreading around him. His limbs were twisted unnaturally, appearing to have suffered complete comminuted fractures.
Elena and I were not ordinary girls; the bloody and fierce scene did not scare us. Instead, we walked up to examine the corpse seriously, while also observing our surroundings.
Even if it wasn’t a trap deliberately set to lure us, fresh corpses and the smell of blood in the wilderness could easily attract monsters, so we had to be very careful.
After observing for a while, Elena nodded, indicating that there were no problems around. In fact, I already knew there were none, but I patiently waited for her nod before I stepped forward to investigate.
After a simple examination of the thug’s body, and checking his pulse and breathing, I confirmed, “He’s beyond saving. Excessive blood loss, multiple internal organ injuries, and complete comminuted fractures throughout his body. He must have been unlucky and crashed headfirst into this pile of gravel.”
Elena didn’t show any sadness for her companion’s death, merely nodding and lost in thought. I felt the same. He was not related to me. If he had been still alive, I would have done my best to save him, but since he was dead, I could only lament his misfortune.
“Miss Parul, we both have several abrasions and torn clothes, don’t we? Do you think we were blown away by an explosion and scattered to the surrounding areas? He was just unlucky with his landing position, and his low physical strength led to his death?” Elena asked.
“That’s likely correct,” I replied while examining the corpse. Her guess was quite accurate; we were indeed blown away.
I also knew that the explosion caused by the clash of divine powers was not a normal explosion. It merely propelled everyone away and wouldn’t directly injure them, as neither Slaanesh nor Beelzebub’s divine powers were of the type that directly harmed people.
However, landing was a matter of luck, or rather, physical fitness. Someone like me, who had mutated, or like Elena, who had trained her body to be exceptionally strong, would likely survive even a hard landing, at most sustaining some injuries. But those who were unlucky enough to land headfirst or in water were beyond help.
Considering the average physical condition of those thugs, I didn’t think their chances of survival were high, unless they happened to land on a soft patch of grass and avoid fatal injury.
“Miss Elena, would you like to wear his clothes? His clothes are relatively well-preserved and could cover you,” I said, looking at Elena’s revealing maid outfit.
Elena glanced disdainfully at the blood-soaked leather outfit, but still shook her head and said, “No need. There’s no one else here anyway.”
I didn’t mind Elena’s refusal. Soon, I found a pistol at his waist, along with a magazine. “Miss Elena, do you need a gun for self-defense? If not, I’ll take it.”
“I don’t need it, you take it. These guns were provided by the Master to his subordinates. Since he’s dead, you can use it freely. Those bullets are demon-slaying rounds specifically for dealing with monsters,” Elena said.
I had picked up the bullets to examine them precisely because I felt a special fluctuation from the magazine. Indeed, it was a special material specifically for dealing with monsters, possessing a demon-repelling effect.
The pistol was a full-metal, large-caliber model, with the magazine located in front of the trigger. It looked somewhat similar to the C96 pistol, or “Box Cannon,” from my previous life. Its design was quite advanced.
“Let’s keep moving. Let’s see if we can find anyone else. If there’s anyone we can still save, we will,” Elena said. Seeing that there was nothing else on the man, I stood up and followed her.
We then encountered an attack by some weak monsters. Elena once again displayed her precise and powerful leg techniques, and her footwork was also very fast. Even with one hand unusable, it did not affect her combat power at all.
However, because her short skirt was severely damaged and she wasn’t wearing anything underneath, I had a feast for my eyes during the fights, especially when she had to raise her legs to fight, and got entangled with more difficult enemies.
I also tried the newly acquired gun. It was indeed very effective. The feel and power were significantly stronger than the police-issue pistol I had found before, especially with the precious bullets. If one hit a monster’s weak point, it was possible to kill it with a single shot.
As we walked, I discretely asked, “Speaking of which, Miss Elena, you’re so strong, why did you end up fighting in the Iron Cage Arena?”
“There’s no harm in telling you. I was originally a killer trained by an organization, but the organization offended a powerful figure who wiped them out. I happened to be out on a mission. When I returned, everyone was dead, and I didn’t know where to go or what to do on my own.”
“When I was close to starving, someone told me that fighting in underground matches would provide free meals, and that winning consecutively could earn the favor of a big shot. I went straight for it, and you know the rest,” Elena said.
