Journey to the Half-Elf Plane

On the entire third floor of the Annunciation Bird Hotel, only Loki lived alone; the rest were all empty guest rooms with open doors.

In the darkness, Loki's footsteps made no sound. These were just some simple basic stealth techniques.

As long as you are familiar with the basic footwork, you will not only walk silently, but also reduce the chance of being noticed by others.

The hotel lobby on the first floor was also empty. There was a small corridor behind the desk, which led to the usual living room of the Boss of the Phoenix.

The corridor in the darkness was also quiet. Loki walked carefully to the end. There was no sound in the innermost room, but there was a trace of light coming from the crack in the door.

It must be that old Mandel the Annunciation Bird has not rested yet.

Although he was a little curious, Loki did not act rashly, but left the hotel silently.

The owner of the Annunciation Bird is not the only town resident suffering from collective amnesia. Everyone has this strange disease, which casts a veil of darkness over this peaceful town.

He planned to check out other places in Silent Town.

The dark streets of the town are also completely deserted. Every town resident seems to have strict rules and go back early to rest when night comes.

But it was a little strange, because the town was so quiet at night.

There was not even a sound of birds or animals, not even a sound of wind or air movement.

The silence is a little scary.

Loki was a little surprised, but it didn't scare him. He walked along the street towards the nearby wooden tavern.

Basic Stealth Technique Even the faintest footsteps can be easily picked up in a silent environment.

There were faint footsteps one by one. Loki memorized the number of his steps. In five steps, 310, he had arrived in front of the Barrel Tavern.

The door of the tavern was closed tightly at this time, no light came out of Rae, and there was no sound at all inside. This did not surprise the half-elf boy.

He walked to a side door of the tavern that he had explored yesterday. There was no door lock inside, it was simply closed with a wooden wedge.

Loki easily used the knife to open the wooden wedge from the crack of the door.

wrong!Loki seemed to feel something, and he suddenly turned around. Behind him was still the dark, deserted street.

But he always felt like someone was staring at him just now. He might not notice it at ordinary times, but in this quiet and empty place, some psychological intuitions have been brought out to their maximum.

But the truth told him that there was no one around except himself.

The optic nerve image and auditory sound wave systems have been kept running. The consciousness ordered to search through the previous images and sound wave records, but nothing else was found.

Loki frowned and suppressed his suspicious thoughts.

After calming down, he took out something wrapped in a small bag from his cuffs.

It was a little animal fat left over from dinner. He carefully smeared it on the hinges of the wooden door. After a while, he gently pushed the wooden door open.

'Creak', there was a slightly harsh friction sound from the wooden door.

Animal fats didn't do much.Loki scratched his head, but didn't pay much attention.

In fact, what if someone discovered it?What serious consequences could there be?

Anyway, these residents of Silent Town who suffer from "collective amnesia" will forget about him tomorrow, and they won't care about this trivial matter.

This side door leads directly to the back kitchen of the barrel tavern. Loki walked in and suddenly

Found out not everyone had a break.

In the green low-light visual image, the half-elf boy saw a figure leaning sideways on a chair.

Although the figure and face were turned away from him, Loki had undoubtedly seen and known this man.

That figure was none other than Lily Bucket, the somewhat shy daughter of the tavern owner.

Loki stood there quietly. For a moment, he noticed that Lily seemed to be asleep, still maintaining that position motionless.

He hid the sound of footsteps and carefully detoured to the other side. He found that Lily's eyes were tightly closed, and there was no movement of breath between her mouth and nose.

There was no obvious trauma. Loki frowned in confusion and carefully walked into the tavern.

There was a figure standing behind the table in the tavern, standing still. There was half a large glass of rum left in front of the table. That was the figure of the barrel owner.

Loki walked up to him. At this time, the barrel owner had a pair of blue-gray eyes open, and he was stroking his ridiculous beard with one hand.

But all the pictures are not ridiculous. Norman Barrel is motionless and still.

His entire figure seemed to have been made into a human wax figure, with no eyeballs, hair, nose, lips, etc., not even a slight tremor.

The whole person became completely still.

The surprise on the face of the half-elf boy could no longer be concealed. He thought of something, and quickly walked to the side door and left the tavern.

Along the street where time seemed to have stopped, Loki quickened his pace and returned to the Annunciation Bird Hotel.

Regardless of concealing his voice, he went directly to the door of Old Mandel's room. As expected, he found that there was still a little light exposed at the lower seam of the wooden door.

Loki slipped out the tactical fixed knife from his cuff, and then pried open the door bolt inside. The moment he pushed the door open, he was shocked.

Under the flickering candlelight, old Mandel was seen standing behind the door.

His wrinkled old face was staring ferociously at the half-elf boy, as if he had been watching him open the door.

Loki held the tactical straight knife with his backhand, stepped back sharply, and in an instant performed the most skillful defensive movements of the intermediate dagger specialization.

For a moment, the half-elf frowned and looked carefully at the Annunciation Bird boss who remained motionless with a ferocious look on his face. He realized that it was just a false alarm.

The ferocious wrinkles on his face might look kind-hearted at ordinary times, but when his expression and movements were fixed for a moment, his wide-eyed look really didn't look like that of a half-elf.

Loki walked over slowly and touched Old Mandel with the back of his knife. The man was still as stiff as a lifeless wax figure.

The half-elf was confused for a moment, then he opened the cold palm of the Annunciation Bird boss and took the still-burning candle.

He used the light of a candle to make a circular gesture in the other person's field of vision, and carefully paid attention to Old Mandel's pupil reaction.

It is correct to describe old Mandel Bird as a still wax figure.

Not only did his pupils not react at all to the light source, even when the tip of the knife pierced a little of the epidermal tissue on his face, there wasn't even a drop of blood left.

Loki withdrew his tactical straight knife, and there was no trace of red blood on the tip of the knife. It wasn't that Old Mandel couldn't bleed, but that his cells and blood seemed to have been frozen by time.

This is by no means a manifestation of 'collective amnesia', nor is it the phenomenon of collective amnesia that he previously thought the residents of Silent Town were experiencing.

The weirdness in this silent town was completely beyond Loki's normal understanding.