Lord of Mysterious Wizard

Chapter 68: Chapter 68: The Soul Comforter and the Mysterious Tent

A gathering taking place from midnight to early morning, this clearly cannot be a normal meeting.

From the main merchandise sold—herbs, furs, and an assortment of strange things—it is evident that those who find and come to this gathering are considered rather eccentric in the eyes of ordinary people.

Yet among these, there are even more peculiar sights to be found at the gathering. @@novelbin@@

Right now, one such sight is before Tang Qi.

It is a small, old tent seemingly made from stitching together various pieces of animal hides. Inside, there is a tiny altar, and behind it in an open space, an elder dressed in indigenous attire, his head adorned with feathers, is dancing exuberantly as if performing some bizarre dance.

In front of the altar, an old mountain man clasps a wooden box to his chest, his face filled with sorrow.

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Tang Qi did not need to ask deliberately, the low murmurs of the crowd around him were enough to give away the story.

The elder is a “Soul Comforter.”

He is currently performing a soul calming ritual for a deceased dog, a hound that supposedly accompanied the mountain man for over a decade. Many mountain dwellers and pioneers believe that the elder from the Nuca Tribe is a respectable Soul Comforter whose dance can provide peace to any soul.

To Tang Qi’s surprise, they were correct.

Because as Tang Qi’s gaze fixed upon the Nuca elder, particularly while he was dancing, a familiar interface took shape slowly.

[Extraordinary Creatures: Soul Comforter.]

[State: Normal.]

[Information Fragment One: A Soul Comforter from the Nuca Tribe, his soul calming dance can bring rest to some weaker souls, but it’s ineffective against stronger souls such as resentful spirits and evil spirits.]

[Information Fragment Two: Apart from the soul calming dance, the elder doesn’t possess any other mysterious powers, and any adult could kill him.]

“A Transcendent!”

A gleam of excitement flashed across Tang Qi’s eyes.

Strictly speaking, the dancing elder before him was the first living person from the Mysterious Side that Tang Qi had encountered.

Old Morgan is in a soul state, and is now suffering as Judgement Demon. And the Dog-faced Man, Manatee Sea Demon, Corpse-eating Nightingale, Desire Slave Painter, Dual Blade Man… none of these can be counted as human.

But this elder is clearly human.

If possible, Tang Qi would really like to communicate with him.

However, the elder seems busy with rituals, various mountaineers bringing their pets, partners, or even the urns of their loved ones to him, so that he could perform the soul calming dance, leaving him no time to pay attention to Tang Qi, who also has no need to tranquilize any souls.

Therefore, he could only give up the idea.

Tang Qi didn’t pay it much mind, considering the information passed on from his special ability, the so-called Soul Comforter, whose function is similar to that of a Priest and unless promoted to Professional Level, their combat power is almost non-existent.

After observing for a short while, Tang Qi silently left and wandered elsewhere.

Because of the first discovery, Tang Qi was looking forward to seeing other individuals from the Mysterious Side.

Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed.

During nearly an hour of leisurely stroll through the gathering, Tang Qi saw divination masters before crystal balls, illusionists playing with strange visual tricks, and monster shows directly from the circus to recruit customers. They were all very abnormal, but none bore any trace of the Mysterious Side.

He checked on the progress of collecting secret medicine materials, and Divine Grace Coins flowed out like water. Soon, the bag that could supply an ordinary Messer City family’s expenses for ten years would be depleted. Tang Qi also planned to return with satisfaction.

It was at this time that Tang Qi discovered another special place.

It was a medium-sized tent in an inconspicuous corner on the lawn. Two formidable big men guarded in front of the tent, and those who entered, whether they were middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes or disheveled otaku, all wore a face full of mystery.

This scene immediately piqued Tang Qi’s interest. He approached, and the two “gatekeepers” merely sized him up but did not stop him from entering. Tang Qi noticed a hint of mocking anticipation flashing through their eyes, as if they were expecting something to happen.

As soon as Tang Qi stepped into the tent and saw the layout inside and the “goods” on display, he immediately understood what the two outside were expecting. They were anticipating the scene of Tang Qi being so frightened that he’d flee for the exit.

Inside the tent, a small exhibition and sale were being held.

And the exhibited goods, without exception, all related to serial killers. If an ordinary high schooler had come in, they indeed would have been scared out of their wits because the owner of this tent had “thoughtfully” displayed the serial killers’ deeds, crime scene photos, murder weapons, and even some fragments of corpses.

Right in front of him, it could be described as a feast for the eyes, and with the somber light setting the mood, those of faint heart might be feeling their scalp tingle, body hairs stand on end, before turning to run.

Especially at the table at the entrance, there was a small special section set up for one of the most infamous serial killers in the history of the Divine Eagle Federation, Dennis Red. The centerpiece was his personal profile, the number of victims, and various clippings.

And the goods—probably that black briefcase—contained various torture tools, such as handguns, ropes, handcuffs, and daggers. Besides that, there were several yellowed letters, introduced below as provocation letters Red had personally written to the police department.

Their prices also far surpassed Tang Qi’s expectations, with each item priced in Divine Grace Coins.

“It’s so expensive; looks like it’s quite popular.”

Tang Qi silently observed the frightening scene photos. Aside from a hint of disgust, there was not much feeling. Serial killers were terrifying entities like monsters to ordinary people, but apparently, they couldn’t move someone like Tang Qi, an Extraordinary Person.

After all, the previously encountered Manatee Sea Demon could also be counted among the ranks of serial killers. Compared to these deranged humans, it was the true monster of perversion. Not to mention the scenes of the Corpse-eating Nightingale feeding or the Blood Flower Evil Spirit blowing up bodies that Tang Qi had witnessed.

The atmosphere deliberately created within the tent was probably to cater to those “freaks” who loved dark charm—people who seemed very ordinary on the outside but harbored dark corners in their hearts, like those in the tent at the moment.

From the well-dressed middle-aged men, to otaku, housewives, and even some young girls, they were everywhere in the city.

But now, they gathered here, looking excitedly at these items related to the serial killer.

Some wealthy ones would even opt to purchase.

And no doubt, the most popular items were those associated with the bodies of the serial killers, like a piece of clothing, a pair of glasses, or a tooth.

After scanning around, Tang Qi twitched his mouth and was about to leave.

It was at the moment he turned around that, out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to glimpse something—a faint eerie glow flashing by.

“Hm?”

Suddenly, Tang Qi came to an abrupt halt.