The female Spearman stood with a simple mop of brown hair, dressed in a plain green robe, holding a steel spear that was utterly unremarkable.
No dazzling hair color, no elaborate hairstyle, no horns, no heterochromia, there was nothing from head to toe that made her memorable. She was far too ordinary.
If it weren’t for Bai Yi, the book’s protagonist overseeing everything, this pure background female adventurer would have been the first to be bitten and killed by the zombies, and her death would have been especially gruesome to highlight the dungeon’s level of difficulty.
“If it were a human civil war, I would strictly forbid them from drinking, but when it’s humans fighting magic users, especially in a city defense, facing those terrifying scenarios, everyone’s psychological pressure is enormous. Singing or crying isn’t a good way to relieve stress,” Samimi explained.
Many horror games have a system called SAN value, which can be understood as sanity points, simply put, psychological pressure.
Seeing so many horrifying scenes and witnessing so many unimaginable things causes sanity to drop. As sanity lowers and psychological pressure rises, people’s minds collapse and they begin acting irrationally.
But that’s not the main point. Most horror games’ ways to reduce psychological pressure are either drinking alcohol or smoking, these are the most common coping methods.
(We don’t advocate such things here unless you face an indescribable entity directly; otherwise, never resort to drinking or smoking.)
“Miss Wen, I had a nightmare last night, and I couldn’t even hold my spear properly. What should we girls do if we don’t drink alcohol to relieve stress?” The female Spearman had been guarding close to Samimi the whole time. It seemed she wasn’t leaving and was determined to face the horrors head-on.
“Very simple, let me handle it,” Samimi said. She had originally planned to go to the miscellaneous skills point, but upon hearing the Spearman’s request for stress relief, she decided to take her there herself.
Our best way to relieve stress is, of course, to soak in a hot spring bath, talking heart-to-heart, pouring out our feelings, playing truth or dare. Guaranteed stress relief.
They laughed and chatted all the way to the women’s bathhouse in Zhuangguo. Their pressure had already eased somewhat.
However, the moment they entered the changing room, Samimi stiffened.
Because there were other people inside the women’s changing room, all coincidentally there for the hot spring bath to relieve stress.
“Jizi, you’re here too?” A tall blonde elf maiden stood completely naked in the hallway, perfectly displaying the physique that every woman envied. Every casual movement looked like a pose in a painting.
Once the elf archer shed her skin-tight leather armor, her figure was remarkably curvaceous; her slender waist was nothing short of enviable.
“It’s you guys.” Mei Shanyao also shrank to the side of the room, nervously removing her clothes, unable to look directly at the elf’s figure.
The elf maiden’s physique was an absolute pressure on girls like them—there was no comparison, the gap was simply too vast.
Mei Shanyao clutched her towel and quietly approached Samimi’s side, frequently exhaling in relief as if she had just joined an organization.
“Samimi, since the elf maiden appeared here, I guess that little archer must be with her.”
Sure enough, a figure like a ghost suddenly emerged from the side of a wardrobe—naked.
But on her head was a hood, and around her body were multiple towels layered like a mummy.
In just a few seconds, she covered her entire face with the hood, but still got spotted by Miworm hanging around nearby.
Samimi noticed that their hoods were not ordinary; once worn, a shadow would completely cover their faces, making it impossible to see clearly.
Even with the elf maiden wearing so little clothing, it was easy to see that the hood was a special piece of equipment.
But now that they had come to bathe without clothes on, the magical light in the bath quickly exposed the shadow beneath the hood too clearly.
“What a coincidence, everyone’s here to soak,” Samimi pretended not to see and used her magic staff to prod the mysterious girl. At this moment, she truly became a “real person.”
The female Spearman looked puzzled. She had been running lightly just moments ago; how had she suddenly become unable to move?
Niubao had to support Samimi as she came to a corner of the changing room, like helping a disabled person change clothes.
“What’s wrong with you?” Nanxia Aiqi was a bit annoyed and anxiously asked.
“Is the Criminal’s Eye Mask I’m wearing fake? Isn’t it normal if I can’t see anything? This is a torture device invented by the Church, isn’t the Holy See’s descendant Luo Daohao afraid of it?” Samimi retorted, scolding her front-line teammate.
Mei Shanyao also fell silent, feeling disheartened.
She still remembered the first time she encountered a Demon-Hunting Nun. She was immediately stunned by how these nuns seemed to see through everything, as if nothing could be hidden from them.
But they couldn’t question it because magic users were just that mysterious.
Anyway, since you can’t see magic, I can say whatever I want. If I claim I earned this by stepping on your destiny, what can you do?
Both the female Spearman and Mei Shanyao had already become little fans of the Demon-Hunting Nuns. Everyone quickly stripped off their clothes and entered the bathhouse with Samimi and Niubao.
However, the mysterious girl wearing the hood still followed Samimi’s shadow.
Her hood, just like Samimi’s magic staff, had a built-in function to block one’s face entirely, making it impossible for others to detect where her eyes were looking.
But even without looking, Samimi knew this mysterious elf girl was definitely staring at her.
A new round of young girls’ clever battles was about to begin.
Before Bai Yi came to the Crimson Hospital, she never expected to encounter these people.
Samimi now felt like she wanted to quit the team, but her fate was still entangled with these four women, as if stuck together with glue.
Everyone knew there was the existence of the World Will in this world. The so-called World Will was a manifestation of bonds and destiny.
In our light-hearted magic world, once two beautiful girls get entangled by some destiny, bond, friendship, or affection, their lives become forever intertwined, triggering chain reactions.
Once you say one word, you’ll be stuck together for life.
This perfectly fit the mysterious elf maiden’s personality—she said nothing but kept staring at Samimi’s back like a cold bamboo stalk.
What kind of anime trope could describe her personality?
There really is one—a very popular recent Japanese trope.
Tsundere!
This is a type of girl who only exists in stories. If she appeared in real life, you’d be dead already. Otherwise, she’d be lying in a hospital bed.
Exactly. Ever since I unleashed the Demon-Hunting Nun Bemore, the current character stepping onto the stage is the tsundere elf maiden, Chloe Quinn.
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