Immortal in Horror Game: She is the Fortune Teller!-Chapter 325 - 319: Rose and Nightingale 21

Yuze stared at her for a while, suddenly saying, "You weren’t just simply unconscious, were you?"

Josh was thoroughly impressed by his keen perception.

"I entered an illusion realm. It seemed like that rose monster pulled me in and said some weird, ambiguous things."

Yuze sniffed a hint of something unusual: "What did he say?"

Josh shrugged: "He asked me to love him and also asked if I knew the story of the Nightingale and Rose."

Yuze raised an eyebrow: "He’s crazy, ignore him."

Josh’s mouth twitched slightly: "Hmm... is there a possibility that this is a clue?"

Yuze patted her on the head: "Whatever it is, let’s talk about it tomorrow. It’s late, get some rest."

Josh nodded.

Halfway through lying down, she turned over to face Yuze’s direction: "Captain, have you ever liked someone?"

Yuze instinctively glanced at her and then looked away: "Why do you ask?"

Josh thought for a moment and changed the question: "Have you ever been liked by an NPC in a dungeon?"

Yuze’s eyebrow twitched: "No, usually those monsters don’t live long enough to express their feelings; they’re already split in two."

Josh stared at the ceiling, mumbling: "It’s so strange, why do those monsters all want me to love them? They even want me to stay in the dungeon. What on earth were the game designers thinking with these monster storylines? Isn’t this supposed to be a horror dungeon? I feel like I’m in a romance script."

Yuze’s eyes flickered, recalling Sisi in the ancient castle.

At that time, even collaborating with the Mermaid King didn’t get them any advantage over Sisi.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t defeat Sisi, but they couldn’t overcome the power in Sisi’s hands.

The divine power in Sisi’s necklace was all too familiar to him.

That person...

What exactly does he want to do?

He recalled the words Sisi had said before.

What did he mean by saying that Josh could only survive by staying in the dungeon?

What exactly do these dungeon bosses know?

...

The next day.

Josh got up early and brought back the flower selling ghost who was left feeding mosquitoes in the square overnight.

The flower ghost had a face full of mosquito bites, and when she looked at Josh, her gaze was full of murderous intent, almost bleeding.

Josh, feeling guilty, forcibly turned her head to the other side: "Don’t look at me like that, I didn’t know ghosts could get bitten by mosquitoes either."

The flower selling ghost sneered: "You, a noble person, often forgets things, how could you remember me? How could you remember that ghosts have mosquitoes too? Thanks to you, I haven’t been sucked dry yet, how lucky."

Josh’s mouth twitched slightly.

It was still very early.

Most of the people in the inn were still asleep.

Behind the counter, the hotel owner was yawning, evidently just awake too.

"Good morning, boss~" Josh greeted with a smile, considerately removing the large machete stuck in his head and placing it beside him.

With the machete removed, blood continuously spurted from the owner’s head.

The owner glared at her with a haunted expression: "..."

Josh smiled gently, her eyes sincere: "Just a small favor, no need to thank me."

The owner gritted his teeth: "One day, you’ll die in my inn."

Josh: "Looking forward to it~"

She turned back at the door, looking at the owner: "Excuse me, do you know the story of the Nightingale and Rose?"

The owner’s expression changed, revealing a few traces of fear: "I don’t know! How could I possibly know!"

Josh nodded knowingly, changing the subject: "Boss, why have I never seen the lady boss?"

[Ding! Congratulations on triggering the side quest: Help the owner persuade back his fickle wife.]

Josh raised an eyebrow: "Could it be that the lady boss ran off with someone else on a whim?"

The owner picked up the knife and split the counter in two, his expression terrifying: "What are you saying?"

Josh pointed at the counter on the floor: "You split it yourself, I’m not paying for it."

The owner’s face stiffened, glaring at her, wishing to kick her out.

If it weren’t for the money already exchanged with no way to go back...

Josh leaned forward with a smile: "Boss, if I help you persuade the lady boss to come back, what do I get in return?"

The owner’s eyes lit up, then he arrogantly shot her a glance, snorted coldly, and turned away his gaze.

His demeanor almost screamed "contempt" on his forehead.

Josh accidentally exerted too much force when poking him in the eye, causing one of his eyeballs to pop out.

The owner’s head felt like it was splitting.

Josh’s mouth twitched slightly and carefully placed his eyeball back in.

The owner snorted coldly: "Don’t think you’re so capable. If you promise me and can’t deliver... I will seek revenge."

Josh calmly replied: "How would you seek revenge?"

The owner stared at her, his expression growing increasingly dark: "How would I seek revenge? Of course, with your life. Since you’ve promised me, failing is not an option."

Josh rubbed her chin: "Alright, it’s a deal~"

The owner’s expression froze: "Are you deaf? I said I would demand your life!"

Josh: "Are you deaf? I said I’ve already settled it with you."

The owner, seeing she wasn’t joking, couldn’t help but sneer: "Fool, you’re doomed."

Josh replied with a smile: "So are you."

She turned and left the inn.

As soon as she stepped out, people on the street started looking her way.

Josh paused for a moment, then realized and took the Flower Selling Ghost out of her pocket.

Seeing she wasn’t leaving alone, people averted their eyes.

The Flower Selling Ghost looked at her curiously: "Where are we going?"

Josh: "To find the owner’s wife, didn’t you just hear?"

The Flower Selling Ghost pouted: "His wife has been missing for three years, you’ll see a ghost if you can find her!"

Josh casually picked three rose petals from nearby and tossed them on the ground.

Everyone on the street suddenly froze, quickly turning their heads to look in Josh’s direction. The Flower Selling Ghost, seeing this, hurriedly backed away a bit.

But aside from staring at her, no one else made a move.

Josh glanced at the petals on the ground and headed in a certain direction.

The Flower Selling Ghost saw this and quickly followed.

Before long, they arrived at the entrance of a rundown little tavern, which was not yet open.

Faint sounds came from inside.

Josh kicked the door open, startling the Flower Selling Ghost beside her.

Inside the entrance was a drinking hall with some tables and chairs, a dim candle in the corner flickered with an eerie red glow, making the entire hall unusually dark, with the outside light hardly getting in.

Josh raised an eyebrow at the scene inside: "Seems I came at a bad time?"

There were several groups of players inside.

They had a dazed expression on their faces.

Judging by their ecstatic expressions, it was clear they were bewitched by something.

The outside air rushed in, and the people inside gradually regained their senses.

"Ah!!" A girl suddenly screamed, hurriedly pulling on her clothes and pushing away the two men on her. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

The others quickly dressed as well.

Josh felt like some official raiding a place on the spot, a hint of wicked amusement crossed her eyes: "What are you all doing in broad daylight?"

She was asking knowingly.

The girls, flustered, scrambled for their clothes and became more alert.

The men also seemed a bit embarrassed, dressing while muttering: "What’s going on? Weren’t we here to look for clues?"

With a "bang", the door behind them suddenly closed tightly, and the smell of alcohol in the air began to ferment.

"That’s the smell!" A girl exclaimed: "Just now we smelled this alcohol and then we started acting strangly!"

Hearing this, the girls quickly covered their noses, looking panicked.

The men also pretended to cover their noses, but deliberately left a large gap to breathe, many of them eyeing Josh with ill intentions.

The Flower Selling Ghost frowned, and whispered to Josh: "Be careful, this place is no ordinary tavern. Plenty of men come in here every night, and the town’s women loathe this place, calling it a shady brothel disguising as a tavern."

"Ugh... my head’s spinning..." Some girls started to daze again, the girl next to them quickly used the Healing Technique to wake them up.

The girl was startled.

Josh glanced at the wine jars around, pinched a seal, and sealed the scent inside the jars.

With the door closed and the dimly lit, enclosed space, the dim flickering candlelight, the panicked young girls—

Nothing could more stimulate a man’s senses than this, especially since some of them had tasted the thrill just moments ago.

Someone started becoming restless: "Ugh... I’m dizzy, it’s so hot..."

He then deliberately fell onto a girl beside him, pretending to be enchanted by a buff.

The girl was startled, her face flushed as she pushed him away: "Snap out of it!"

Josh stood there quietly, her slender and delicate body wrapped in clothes, her palm-sized face and exquisite features glowing softly under the flickering candlelight.

In such a confined space, the cleaner and brighter she appeared, the more it invited crime, imagination, and boiling blood.

"Ugh... so hot, hey you, help me, give me some milk, I might be poisoned..." A man who didn’t know her took the opportunity to lean on her, trying to take advantage under the pretext of healing.

Josh lifted her foot and stomped his face hard onto the table, a smile in her eyes, her voice icy cold: "What milk am I supposed to give you? Fatherly love?"

The man was dumbfounded; he thought she was just a weak healer with no attack power. How could she strike so hard?

Josh suddenly chuckled: "Sorry, my fatherly love’s all been given to my internet son."

She grabbed him by the collar, kicked him out, and very accurately obliterated his pride with a sharp kick.

With the man’s scream, the other men were instantly subdued.

In the barrage: [At first I was a bit proud, but watching this scene makes me involuntarily shiver down there, what’s happening?]

[You all deserve to die! How dare you mess with my son!]

[That kick was ruthless!]

The man on the ground passed out in pain.

Every man present instinctively crossed their legs.

A girl in the crowd, originally pinned under a man, her clothes rolled up to her stomach, saw the man dazed, and finally had a chance to escape. She immediately pulled her clothes and dashed out, hiding behind Josh.

Though she didn’t know Josh, evidently, there was no one else more reliable to depend on at the moment.