Chapter 63: stormy night
Ignat's breathing stagnated for a moment, when he saw Altea nodded slightly to him.
She didn't speak, but her sapphire eyes said everything.
She will be his backing.
"Please." Igna understood what Altaia meant, so he said to Altaia with his mouth.
Although what we wait and see may not be solved with a shotgun. Ignatius added in his heart.
After all, in the results of the divination, what will appear in the divination may cause harm to the entire group.
"A fool who does not belong to this era,"
"The mysterious master above the gray fog,"
"The king of yellow and black who is in charge of good luck."
Ignat whispered in Hermes as he approached the door.
"I ask you to watch, I ask you to listen."
"Your faithful believer Igna Abraham, I pray for your favor."
"I beg you to let us spend the night safely."
Time was short, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, Igna did not perform any rituals, but could only pray silently.
But Igna didn't know if prayer would work. But the time and situation did not allow him to pray further.
I can only hope that it works. Igna silently drew a prayer gesture from the Church of the Fools in his heart.
"Hello." Igna said, holding the door to the "people" who were talking outside.
"Clap clap clap clap-"
Hearing someone answer, the voice of the person outside the door sounded like Yixi again.
"Hello!" the "person" said, "I've caused you trouble, it's really raining too much!"
Igna pricked up his ears, and could barely hear the gasp of the man behind the door amid the dense raindrops.
Listening carefully, what's outside the door doesn't actually look like something inhuman.
"I'm sorry, I want to ask you a few questions before opening the door. In fact, according to the custom in our hometown, you can't just open the door for others on rainy days." Igna said politely.
"Okay, please ask. But I hope it can be faster, the rain is really heavy!" said the "person" outside the door.
Igna frowned, the "people" outside the door were too polite!
He was just like a normal person when he answered the questions!
This is not in line with the common sense of occultism.
Generally speaking, although non-human creatures can imitate human voices, there is no way to really agree with humans. Usually, they are only able to make simple questions and answers, and the answers are not very rich. It doesn't sound so "human" either.
Is it not a ghost or a cursed non-human creature, but a human-like existence like a vampire or evil spirit?
"Why do you go out on such a rainy day? Is the weather very bad today?" Igna asked.
"I'm a college student, and I was in Conston yesterday." In order to cover the sound of the heavy rain, the people outside the door could only reply in a loud voice, sniffling constantly, "I've booked a train ticket for tonight, Although the weather is bad, I think I should be able to catch up on my horse."
"But my riding skills are too bad. The weather is bad, and the horse is not obedient. When I was in a hurry, it got rid of me and ran away." But he was a little hurried and embarrassed, "There is no one on this road. I didn't have any hope. The steam is on, let me meet you!"
Igna listened intently, but still didn't hear any abnormality from this person's words. His tone was very normal, full of emotion, and he sounded like a normal human being. The reasons also sound plausible.
He is almost a poor person who was forced to wander on a stormy night.
But Igna did not take it lightly. He held the tent curtain with his hand.
Trying to give the curtain an idea of "opening the door".
He just touched the "door" and had this idea, as if he had entered an oil painting. The wet curtain in front of him seemed to be dark in color. The canvas door curtain in front of him seemed to have become illusory, and he could walk to the other side as long as he stepped forward.
Ignat didn't want to perform "Through the Wall" at this time, but now he wanted to use the connection with the spiritual world when he "opened the door" to strengthen his spiritual intuition to a certain extent.
If there is really something malicious or cursed outside the door, then when he has the intention of "opening the door", his spiritual intuition will give him a certain warning.
However, the truth is, no.
It wasn't an evil spirit or a soul creature outside the door. Ignat even "saw" the person behind the door through the action of "wanting to open the door".
It was a man who was slightly shorter than Ignatius. His body was a little thin, he looked very polite, he wore glasses and was carrying a schoolbag. It seems that the blond hair is attached to his face because it is wet by the rain, and the sea of flow covers his eyebrows, looking very embarrassed.
Igna breathed a sigh of relief.
It is a human being, a normal human being.
As long as it's not a non-human creature in the sense of mysticism, it's easy to say.
At least for now, he has more tools to deal with humans or humanoids than non-humans.
Moreover, the connection with human beings established through language can be rejected without the blessing of occult items or abilities.
Although it sounds cruel, Igna must reject this person. According to the results of the divination, something must happen tonight.
He can't involve innocent people.
"You go." Igna said, "I can't open the door."
"Why?! Sir!!" The people outside the door were very surprised, and started to slap the curtain again, "Sir! There's no place in front of the village, no shop in the back, and there is no other place to shelter from the rain sir!"
Igna was silent.
The door curtain was soaked through by the storm, and it felt cold and rough to the touch. Igna stood by the door, the gap in the door curtain was blown by the wind, and some raindrops that leaked in hit Igna's face, causing some pain.
One can imagine how much rain it rained outside.
However, he still couldn't open the door.
"Why don't you let him in, Dalot?" Dane, Tim, Madeleine, and even Octavia quietly walked behind him and asked quietly.
"I think he should be a human, not the flying head you said Dalot." Tim said, "He doesn't look like a ghost."
"Let him in, Dalot. Are you thinking too much?" Madeleine also wrinkled her little nose, her tone sounded a little dissatisfied, "Even if it's a flying head, on a rainy day, I don't want to Are you outside?"
Hearing these words, Igna felt a little irritable in his heart for some reason. But he restrained his thoughts, took a deep breath, and quickly thought about ways to convince everyone.
"Dalot. If he is a 'human', let him in." Artea said, "No matter what the reason is, if you don't let him in now, he may die outside."
Igna looked at Altea, who did not hesitate to look back at him. In the end, Igna had to sigh. Let Tim and Dane help loosen the straps around the door.
Of course, Ignat still didn't put away the spell, but hid it on his arm with a blindfold.
A juggler cannot perform unprepared.
No matter what happens next.
The door curtain was released, and the person outside walked in with the wind and rain.