One Punch Abbie

The owner of the tavern put the gold coins she had piled on the table into a drawer, and took out a scarlet invitation letter from the drawer.

"When I was young, there used to be a separate courtyard for entertaining guests."

"For some complicated reasons, it was abandoned a long time ago."

"But the banquet there has not ended so far. There, you can find the treasure you want."

After saying this, the tavern owner's wheat-colored skin began to melt, revealing pink flesh, and deep black eyes embedded in the flesh.

"Within three days, leave here with this invitation letter, and I will not embarrass you."

The loud voice came into Joan's mind from every corner of the world, making her feel dizzy and nauseated.

She subconsciously held her own flag, but she heard Abi's concerned voice.

"are you OK?"

Joan of Arc held the flag tightly, looked around, and found that she was still sitting in front of the bar of the tavern.

Behind the bar of the tavern, a skinny woman looked at herself with weird eyes, as if she was looking at a pervert.

"I... what's wrong with me?"

She said in a little confusion.

"Just after the ale was served, you just stared at the owner of the tavern in a daze as if you lost your soul."

Abi explained what Joan had just done in confusion, and couldn't understand Joan's reaction now.

Joan looked at her untouched ale, then at the half-drunk milk in front of Abby.

Under the wine glass containing her ale, there was a scarlet invitation letter.

"When did this thing appear?"

Her complexion changed, she pointed to the invitation letter, and asked Abi such a question.

Abby gave her a strange look.

"Isn't it always there?"

After getting Abby's answer, Joan took a deep breath and found that the difficulty of this mission really exceeded her expectations.

She put the invitation letter into her storage ring, pulled Abby out of the tavern together, and shared what happened to her just now.

Joan of Arc's fantastic encounter made Abby look surprised. She never thought that Joan of Arc who had been sitting next to her just now had experienced such a thrilling adventure.

"What do you think of this matter?"

After sharing her experience, Joan asked Abby for her opinion.

"Since the other party didn't directly conflict with us, one possibility is that she can only talk about tiger skins and is not strong in nature, and the other possibility is that we are not big and she doesn't bother to deal with us."

"The optimal solutions for the two possibilities are completely opposite. We should wait for more information before making a decision."

"After all, the other party gave us three days, didn't they?"

Under the guidance of the puppet, Abi made such an analysis.

Joan nodded, agreeing with Abby's opinion.

The system beep sounds.

"The side mission 'Dream Interpretation' has been triggered, please check the specific information in the mission panel."

Abby and Joan of Arc looked at each other, and each opened their own task panel.

【Dream Interpretation】

Type: side quest

description:

Your companions have had a nightmare and received some unusual revelations.

Please make your own choices based on these revelations, and survive in the end.

Completion requirements:

Interpret the information revealed by the nightmare.

reward:

Detective selected lottery ticket*1,? ? ?

Remarks:

Some archaeologists died inexplicably after eating Dagon hot pot and singing old hymns.

——? ?

From the notes of the mission, it can be seen that the danger of this branch seems to be aimed more at Jeanne who had a nightmare.

But Abby won't take it lightly because of this, who knows if the Dog Master God seems to use this method to make her take it lightly, and give her a slap in the face.

After using it for a period of time, Abby has a deep understanding of the urine nature of himself, the main god.

"What should we do next? Go back to the tavern to inquire about the woman who appeared in your dream?"

Joan hesitated for a while, and rejected Abby's proposal.

"I don't feel like it was a wise choice."

As she spoke, she shared her passive "revelation" with Abby.

Revelation (Your intuition is different from ordinary people, and you have an innate sense of danger and opportunity, as if you were inspired by the gods.)

Abi chose to believe in the effect of the passive skills certified by the system, and gave up the idea of ​​returning to the tavern.

"Then what should we do?"

After learning that Joan has a passive skill like Revelation, Abby directly handed over the decision-making power to Joan.

"At the moment, the most important thing we should do is to get rid of the tail that is following us."

Joan makes her own proposal.

Abi was stunned for a long time before realizing that "tail" means stalker.

What's more embarrassing is that she didn't realize that someone was following her and Jeanne at all.

Covering up her embarrassment with a pensive look, she discussed with the puppet, echoed Joan's opinion, and guessed that these "tails" were probably greedy for the property of herself and others.

After discussing with Joan for a while, they finally decided to take the initiative to walk into the alley and lure the followers to expose themselves.

After making up their minds, Joan of Arc and Abby voluntarily deviated from the avenue and walked into a rather dark alley.

It is narrow and humid here, very similar to the scene in the book.

Not long after the two entered the alley, a woman in a black robe exuding an ominous aura followed them into the alley.

When Abby and Joan were about to make a move, the woman knelt down on the ground with a "plop", as if she had found her long-lost wild father.

Joan of Arc and Abby glanced at each other.

This... what's the situation?

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"What are you doing after us?"

There was a hint of bewilderment in Abby's questioning tone.

She had already pulled out the doll cat from under her skirt, and planned to throw it directly in her face when the other party got angry.

She was ready to take him captive and ask her questions about the town.

Because of his glove skills and pokey bottoming out, Abby wasn't worried that the opponent would be stubborn.

In the end, she had already figured out how to press the other party, but the other party didn't even resist, and fell to the ground directly.

What kind of road number is this?

Abby, who couldn't figure out the situation, stood beside Joan, watching the situation quietly.

After kneeling for a while, the woman in the black robe prostrated herself on the ground and put her hand under her black robe.

Joan of Arc has prepared the ability to activate the Banner of the Sacred Virgin to guard against possible attacks or curses.

The woman in the black robe took out from under her black robe a puppet statue carved out of stone and covered with tentacles. With her hands raised, she approached Abby and Joan of Arc step by step.

"Respected envoy, please accept my offering and allow me to follow by your side."

She uttered such words in a tongue-twisting language.

"I am willing to dedicate everything to you and become an extension of your limbs, just to be able to get close to the supreme truth."

Abby and Joan of Arc looked at each other, and they saw expressions with similar meanings in their eyes at that time.

came to see you?

Joan took out the monocle from her storage space and put it on her right eye.

"At least for now, she is not malicious, and the thing in her hand is not dangerous."

After she finished speaking in a low voice, she added another sentence: "If there is no accident, she should have extraordinary power belonging to the Cthulhu Mythos system, so she is probably here to find you."

Joan of Arc's words made the doubts in Abi's heart more intense.

what is this?People walk on the road, but the pot comes from the sky?

I just drank a glass of milk in a tavern, how could I be regarded as an envoy of God?

Could it be that milk in this world is something that only angels can drink?

Speaking of milk... Abby feels that the glass of milk he just drank is quite different in taste from the milk he drank in the past.

Reminiscent of the red marks on the chest of the girl who served her milk...

I can't seem to think about this question any further.

In order to prevent the existence whose esteemed name is composed of two 4s and a 0 from looking here, Abi suppressed the redundant thoughts in his mind, and concentrated on dealing with the woman in the black robe.