Chapter 183: Contract
[After hearing Diarmuid and Babbage's story, you are even less willing to fall into the hands of these married women.]
[However, an even worse piece of news is placed right in front of you...]
"Diarmuid, as a staff member of the haunted house, you must know where the exit of the simulation is, right?"
Eikou asked anxiously.
"It's right at the door, but the key to open the gate is in the hands of those married women."
Diarmuid said regretfully:
"As for whether a visitor can get the key, it depends on their mood."
"This..."
There's no way to describe it, this is no longer a haunted house, it's more like a lawless land ruled by the married women.
Eikou rubbed his face, trying to come up with any reliable plan.
"Calm down..."
Eikou took a deep breath, forcing the tension out of his chest.
"Right now I'm sitting in a mecha, normal people can't recognize me at all. They also don't have Clairvoyance, so the chance of them detecting me is extremely low."
"But I have the skill Disaster With Women, no matter how stable the situation is, I can't guarantee no accidents will happen..."
Damn it, I really can't think of any safe way.
Then the only option left is to use the specialty of the Wild Boar Clan, charging straight through with momentum!
"I want to activate my skills..."
Countless skills flashed through Eikou's mind,
"Presence Concealment E, God-Slayer B, Curse Arts C, Instinct C..."
Any skill that seemed useful must be activated here.
I must survive!
Eikou thought this in his heart as several dice fell to the ground at the same time.
[You have activated Presence Concealment E]
[Check – great success!]
"??"
Is this still me? A rank E skill throwing out a great success!
[Although you are hiding inside a three-meter-tall armor, thanks to the Presence Concealment ability far beyond normal level, you have successfully concealed the massive figure of the armor!]
[You have become harder for the married women Servants to detect.]
[...]
[God-Slayer B, Curse Arts C, check – failure.]
[Instinct C check – success!]
[Based on your sharp instincts, it seems you now know where the married women are hiding the key.]
"Oh oh, alright!"
Eikou breathed a sigh of relief.
The two most important skills both succeeded consecutively, making the plan to stealthily take the key much easier.
The next step only requires enough courage, then a gamble on luck.
[You stealthily step toward the married women Servants.]
[Kriemhild—the cold-faced widow with yandere aura—is sharpening Balmung, the blade's friction against the whetstone producing a sound that makes you extremely uneasy.]
[But they still haven't noticed you, so you quietly guide the mecha past them.]
[As you get closer, your breathing unconsciously stops...]
[By instinct, you sense that Kriemhild has hidden the key in the pocket of her mourning dress.]
Eikou carefully maneuvered the mecha, as if controlling a claw machine.
He struggled to control his trembling hands, guiding the armor's arm into the pocket of Kriemhild's black mourning dress.
Kriemhild didn't notice at all, nor did she pay attention to anyone nearby. She focused on sharpening the Dragon-Slaying Sword, her cold gray eyes glinting dangerously.
"Wait until we find you..."
She spoke in a chilling tone, as if even the surrounding air had grown colder,
"I'm really looking forward to seeing your panicked reaction then, Mochizuki Eikou, hehehehe..."
Her voice was sweet, yet why did it send shivers down your spine!
"!"
Eikou broke out in a cold sweat, almost forgetting to breathe.
Sorry, we've met already, my current terrified expression will absolutely not disappoint her!
The dark, vast demonic mansion, three married women from the Age of Gods both beautiful and seductive, combined with the ominous flashing red lights, resembled a den filled with the grudges of widows—scarier and tenser than any haunted house he had ever experienced.
Even Jeanne and Britomart, usually loud, were affected by the uneasy atmosphere here, too scared to speak.
Eikou held his breath, lightly biting his tongue, focusing his mind, gently guiding the armor's arm...
Just lightly, just lightly, put your hand into her pocket...
Absolutely no mistakes allowed...
[At that moment, your body reacted violently once again!]
[The Servant contract, silent all this time, reconnects and resonates as the distance between you shortens!]
[The back of your hand glows with a blazing red light, the Command Spell——proof of the connection between you and them——]
"Gwah!"
Eikou's heart seemed to skip a beat.
He looked in horror at the back of his hand heating up, the proof of the contract between him and the Servants!
No wonder from the moment he entered the haunted house, his body felt unusual, as if something was about to awaken. He thought it was just a psychological ghost left over from the previous haunted house visit.
So the Servant contract between him and them had never been severed?!
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