After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 200: Title - 64 - You Seem to be Very Good at Gaining Favor from Women_2

Chapter 200: Title: Chapter 64 - You Seem to be Very Good at Gaining Favor from Women_2

It wasn’t just because the headless maid had a certain appeal due to her figure and appearance that could inspire various forms of play.

This endowed the headless maid with a unique charm. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

The headless maid paused, raised the birdcage in her hand, making the head inside direct its gaze towards Xi Mu, and then said:

"You make me, a being of strangeness, feel danger."

Ordinary people would faint or tremble all over when they saw her, yet this man was not only unafraid, he even joked—no, perhaps spoke in a serious tone to tease her.

"Seriously, perhaps there really is something wrong with your mental state," she added, continuing to guide Ahtal.

"Not being able to feel fear is a mental disorder that can easily lead one into a destructive abyss."

Xi Mu laughed and explained:

"Don’t worry, I still experience the emotion of fear."

"Is that so." the headless maid responded indifferently, not particularly caring whether Ahtal indeed felt fear or not; to warn Ahtal was already quite kind of her.

Following the stone steps upwards through a dark corridor, the headless maid led Ahtal towards a large door carved with patterns of Asura.

"My lord, it’s inside." the headless maid’s voice suddenly softened, "Please keep all that you see next confidential, and try not to be... too shocked."

She pushed open the door with one hand.

"Please go in alone."

"..."

Xi Mu stepped into the dark room and did not find any trace of the God of Fear; he was neither waiting at the tea table nor pretending to be profound on the balcony.

He looked around.

He turned his eyes towards the bed and saw the bulging duvet trembling, as if someone was hiding underneath.

"Excuse me, God of Fear, are you there?" Xi Mu sat down by the bed, looking at the now still duvet and the head that quietly emerged.

"I am the God of Fear." the young head that had emerged explained softly, seeing Xi Mu’s doubting eyes, it added:

"I set up the barrier."

"Impossible, how could the God of Fear be... ti..." Before finishing his words, Xi Mu hurriedly closed his mouth, as if realizing the inappropriateness of his words.

At that, the youth laughed and completely emerged from the duvet, leaning against the headboard and covering himself with the duvet.

"Actually, I am very cowardly, very afraid of strange and terrifying stories."

"..."

Xi Mu revealed a puzzled and incredulous expression.

But he was quite aware that this youth was the God of Fear, and knew that the God of Fear was cowardly and fearful of strange and terrifying stories.

"You are not the source of fear, the creator of myriad strangeness?" he feigned confusion and asked, to which the God of Fear also responded.

"What is obtained from history is often embellished; me being the creator of myriad strangeness, the source of terror, is purely because I was chased by demons in the past, and for my own protection, I had no choice but to create myriad strangeness to defend myself," his voice lowered.

"But this is somewhat embarrassing, so I had the historical records slightly embellished to make it seem like I created all these monsters to defeat the demons."

"Then how come you could become the God of Fear?" Xi Mu covered his face, and seeing this, the God of Fear shared a piece of information about the All Gods.

"Because I myself can understand fear, I was able to become the God of Fear; if I couldn’t feel fear at all, couldn’t even experience this emotion."

He replied confidently.

"Then why could I become the God of Fear?"

Xi Mu feigned a realization.

Just as the God of War loves war, each deity has their own orientation and at least a sense to experience their own power.

The God of Fear can feel fear much more acutely than the average person, gets easily scared, and perceives the horrors in ghost stories far more deeply than ordinary people.

This is also why the God of Fear seems very cowardly.

"You are here to ask me to dismantle the barrier, aren’t you?" the God of Fear shifted the topic proactively, apologizing with a slight smile, "I’m sorry, that is the one thing I cannot do."

"Then can you let Michael leave the barrier?" Xi Mu did not press further, settling for second best, "Michael is a good person, he shouldn’t be humiliated by the God of Blood."

Nevertheless, the God of Strangeness still shook his head, giving a very clear answer: "The God of Blood will not let go of Michael."

He sighed.

"If I now remove the barrier, the pervasive curse would spill out and cause massive deaths."

"Curse?" Xi Mu appeared somewhat puzzled.

The God of Strangeness explained, "The God of Blood is about to die, just as the Goddess of Plague did, which resulted in a curse being born; the dying God of Blood is continuously generating curses."

He thought for a moment, then added:

"The fear of death oppressed the God of Blood’s body and mind, and this reluctance transformed into a curse."

"The curse from the Goddess of Plague only affected one city." Xi Mu pretended to consider, "The God of Blood shouldn’t have too strong an impact."

Although the Goddess of Plague was the first deity to die, this does not mean she was weak; on the contrary, she was a very powerful deity. She elevated the concept of plague to a certain extent, controlling the balance between life and death in this world.

And the extent of the impact from the death of the Goddess of Plague was just one city.

"The Goddess of Plague died instantly." The God of Fear explained, "The God of Blood has not died immediately but is in a half-dead, constantly tormented state, which naturally would generate a curse far beyond that of the Goddess of Plague."

"Why would the death of a deity generate a curse?" Xi Mu sighed in frustration, and the God of Fear shook his head in response:

"Witches and demons, after they die, leave behind a pollution that is difficult to cleanse, which is no different from a curse."

Xi Mu pondered for a moment, then asked: "If I can prevent the curse from spreading, could we then enter?"

"That is not an impossible consideration." The God of Fear blinked, looking at the hero favored by both gods and witches.

"What method do you have to prevent the curse from spreading?"

Xi Mu replied immediately: "Just set up a larger barrier around it, then dismantle the inner barrier."

"That is indeed a solution." The God of Fear nodded, then shook his head again, "But I still won’t let you in."

He gazed upon Ahtal’s expression of defeat.

"Human, do you know your situation?"

"..."

Xi Mu remained silent, waiting for the God of Fear to respond.

"You have become the Witch’s Knight, which is a death sentence." The God of Fear maintained a smile, yet his voice turned icy.

"However, since you have been recognized by the Goddess of Life, I too am willing to believe that you were forced into serving the Witch."

He then revealed his true purpose.

"If you wish to save Michael, then you need to do something for All Gods."

Xi Mu calmly asked: "What is it?"

"Find out why the God of Omniscience disappeared." The God of Fear scratched his head, looking fearful, "You are very adept at winning women’s favor; we need you to glean from the Witch of Death whether the God of Omniscience is still alive."

He promised Xi Mu.

"As long as we can confirm this information, I will immediately open the barrier, and All Gods won’t pursue your role as the Witch’s Knight."

Xi Mu considered for a moment, then seriously said: "Why are you so naively thinking that I could get this critical information from the Witch of Death?"

"It’s not that I think so." The God of Fear shook his head; he was merely responsible for contacting Ahtal and conveying the intentions of All Gods.

"Understand." Xi Mu stood up, apparently ready to leave the castle, but just as he was about to step away:

The God of Fear suddenly asked:

"Ahtal, do you have anything you fear?"

"Why are you also asking this?" Xi Mu turned back, smiling at the God of Fear, "I probably fear the Witch of Death."

That’s that then.

The God of Fear dismissed the thought of materializing Ahtal’s fears; his power was not invincible. If the object of fear was too powerful, even his Divine Power would not suffice to fully materialize it, and if the object was a very specific, real person, it might attract that person to them.

Thinking about the fate of the God of Blood, he had no desire to meet the Witch of Death.

"Is it fear, or an attraction?" Xi Mu pulled his gaze back and walked toward the outdoors.

"I am not very sure myself."

The God of Fear: "..."

He did not doubt Ahtal’s words; anyone who encountered the Witch of Death’s aloof and merciless presence would feel deep fear.

So he did not want to try to trigger Ahtal’s fears.