Mysteries: Arcana Wars

After a series of earth-shaking movements, the damaged structures in the furniture city fell down one after another. It was not until the shaking stopped that Fors followed the adventurer and crawled out of the gap.

The space where they had just met had been blocked by fallen concrete, making the already tight space even more cramped.

"It seems that this kind of earthquake wave will come again. We must hurry."

The adventurer took out his pocket watch and looked at it, then turned and walked forward.

“Mr. Gehrman, do you think that my decision to trust the Seven of Hearts was correct?” Fors staggered after him and asked.

"You should judge a person by what he does, not what he says." The adventurer replied, "Do you think he has helped you before?"

"Well... I think he must have helped me before. He did give me something to protect myself, helped me see through the lies of the antique seller, and gave us support when we were escaping the explosion...

"But I'm a little scared. I don't know if his kindness is just for fun, or if he wants to get close to us and do something dangerous to us... I don't have enough experience in the dungeon, so I don't know how to judge."

"Then treat him as a partner for now, but don't trust him completely."

The original layout of the space had been changed by the sudden earthquake. Fors had no choice but to climb through the gaps in the building debris, and finally met Leonard and the Seven of Hearts outside the ruins.

It seemed that the Seven of Hearts had not lied to Fors on this point. He did not take advantage of the chaos to hide or slip away, but actually came out of the ruins and joined the others.

"Look, guess what I found? A perfect piece of steel! And a beautiful curtain!"

Then the Seven of Hearts excitedly took out a long steel bar and a roll of tattered curtain from behind her back, just like an elementary school boy who picked up a branch and a complete maple leaf on the roadside.

Fors was confused by his series of confusing actions and couldn't guess what this person was trying to do.

The Seven of Hearts seemed to want to bend the two-meter-long steel bar. She gritted her teeth and twisted it for a long time, but she and the steel bar only suffered minor skin injuries. Until Leonard couldn't bear it anymore, he used the strong physical strength enhanced by the Unsleeping Path to bend the steel bar into a hook.

"Wow, that's impressive, Detective. Thank you very much."

The Seven of Hearts exclaimed in admiration, and Fors was also dumbfounded.

Then the Seven of Hearts took the hook and hooked it into the ruins with her strength, and accurately caught a white object. This time, the Seven of Hearts did not ask for trouble, but cleverly pulled it twice, and then gave Leonard a helpless and pitiful expression.

"..."

Leonard sighed, but went forward to help.

With the pulling of the steel bar, the Thinker's Chair was pulled out of the ruins.

"I was sitting on it just now, and you were able to search me without being affected. Does that mean that as long as someone sits on this chair, this thing can be sealed?"

The Seven of Hearts was tying a knot with the curtains while analyzing it quickly. None of the three spoke.

"No one is talking? So that's it?"

As he said this, he finished tying the knot and actually handed it to Fors.

"Well, I'll sit on it now, and Sister Bessie will tie the rope to the chair, and we'll take the chair away with us later, okay?"

Fors was somewhat shocked. Just now, they were still interrogating the Seven of Hearts, and even just now, she didn't know whether she should trust this strange and funny person. Now, knowing that he was being guarded against and suspected, he took the initiative to ask to imprison himself and complete the preparations to carry the extraordinary items.

The broken knot was right before Fors' eyes.

Is he... trusting me, or is it because I am the most vulnerable link in this team? Or is he just getting some kind of pleasure that is difficult for ordinary people to understand from this desperate move?

"For a circus performer, the secret to a perfect performance is to trust his prop master and partner wholeheartedly." The Seven of Hearts knew Fors's concerns and the suspicions of the other two senior Beyonders. "I dare. Then... do you dare?"

Fors stared at the knot, hesitated for a moment, looked at the detective and the adventurer, and finally took the knot.

She was very nervous, fearing that the Seven of Hearts would play some tricks during this process. But in fact, the Seven of Hearts just walked over and sat on the chair with a swagger. After he sat down, Fors slowly approached, carefully tied the knot of the chair, and then slowly retreated to a safe area. Together with the detective, they pulled the chair out from under the Seven of Hearts.

"Ouch!"

The Seven of Hearts fell to the ground with a squat.

"I'm really speechless. How can you guys be so violent? Sooner or later, Bessie will be led astray by you two violent lunatics!"

Then the Seven of Hearts came over and extended her hand to the adventurer.

"Okay, now you can give me my handkerchief back!"

The adventurer looked at him and finally returned the red triangle scarf to the Seven of Hearts. The Seven of Hearts didn't care about her image at all and stuffed the triangle scarf back into the groove of her chest in full view of everyone.

He used a very bold action to prove his reliability to the team. But there are many ways to prove yourself, and Fors didn't know why the Seven of Hearts had to use such an extreme method. If they had escaped together at that time, the Seven of Hearts would have thought to death on that plastic chair.

The four of them dragged a chair away from the collapsed ruins and continued exploring deeper into the furniture city.

After walking out of the small corner, Fors found that this place was much more terrifying than she had imagined. This was the first time Fors personally experienced what the detectives and adventurers meant by "serious extraordinary disasters".

She followed everyone into the hall, only to find that the place that had just become a ruin was just a small room. From the time they fell to the time they met, they were just wandering around the office area of ​​the furniture store. Now these offices have completely become ruins.

The once spacious and bustling sales exhibition hall is now in ruins. Huge concrete fragments and collapsed shelves have divided the huge factory into a tortuous maze.

The detective's flashlight was like a tongue of fire that cleared the way, presenting the distorted scenery around Fors. The collapsed concrete floor seemed to be melted, flowing towards the metal shelves below with a creamy texture, and at the intersection, it showed a metallic texture, as if it was about to blend with these shelves.

Everything is melting, and then blending with things that are close to it, like butter touching a hot oil pan, or jumping into hot coffee. They show a kind of erosive and counterintuitive weird texture at the junction, as if putting all the things that touch each other into a blender, beating them into mud, and then spitting them out, smearing them on the joints of things.

"Wow, this is... so weird..."

The Seven of Hearts was muttering quietly. But Fors felt that her steps were trembling. It was a ruin that had been silent for a hundred years. There was only the Seven of Hearts complaining. It was so quiet that it seemed isolated from the whole world. But she felt that this place was as noisy as a busy city. All the dead things seemed to have a great vitality. They embraced everything they touched with joy, sharing their forms and properties, mixing each other's lives and destinies. They longed for fusion, longed for homogeneity and equality, and longed to become one with this world.

Their enthusiasm echoed throughout the hall.

The detective suddenly stopped and his flashlight illuminated a strange pair of footprints.

"There are more than four of us here."

Forth's noise was deafening.