Chapter 194: 190 Walunte's Room

Upon seeing such a bizarre scene, Kelake could not help but show shock. He was all too familiar with the irreversible mutations humans undergo due to the invasion of an Alien God's dimensional power. Clearly, while Kelake and Milaier were busy investigating the truth of the Gubao, Butler Walunte and Miss Hela had opened an entrance connecting to the Alien God's dimension. What surprised Kelake most, however, was that while they had undergone physiological "pathological changes," their mental consciousness had not been completely lost in the process.

This meant that either their original consciousness and beliefs were strong enough, or they were bloodthirsty, paranoid madmen to begin with.

Viewed in this light, Kelake could not help but cast aside all his reservations; the two before him were the true villains of this Storm Castle.

"Breaking into a lady's room so casually, even if you are a guest hosted by the Castle, I am afraid I cannot let you continue to act recklessly, Mr. Kelake." Butler Walunte stared at Kelake with a cold gaze, grinning to reveal two rows of teeth protruding from his mouth; his oral cavity had transformed into a retractable mouthpart.

Miss Hela laughed strangely; although her body was deformed, her voice remained coquettish. "If Mr. Kelake wanted to find me, you only had to call. Why go to such unnecessary trouble? If possible, I would really like to merge with you first."

Kelake secretly declined Miss Hela's "kindness," his palms sweating, and he tried his best to remain calm as he questioned, "You used the Exorcism Record again just now, didn't you?"

"So you really do know... no wonder your behavior is so strange." Butler Walunte raised an eyebrow, then noticed the Cat Tooth Bracelet that had fallen to the ground, his expression revealing a hint of playfulness. "Heh, but looking at you, it seems you don't fully understand yet, so that's fine..."

"What riddles are you speaking in? What do you know?" Kelake frowned deeply; looking at Walunte's expression, the other party seemed to know more.

"If you want to know, then come join us." Miss Hela smiled, yet suddenly began to shed tears. She opened her arms as if welcoming his arrival, but her hands still tightly gripped the kitchen knife that had scratched his chin.

Kelake felt his scalp tingle; even if he were to die, he would not want to merge with them. He had also figured it out: although Butler Walunte and Miss Hela had fused together due to the Abnormal power, Butler Walunte was the one primarily in control of the body. He grabbed something nearby and smashed it at Butler Walunte.

Walunte sneered, his neck suddenly and eerily lengthening and turning purple, swinging like an elastic rubber band. With a flick of his head, he knocked away the stool, pillows, and other items Kelake had thrown. Then, he opened his deformed mouth, let out a strange roar, and lunged at Kelake, his mouth opening so wide that he seemed to have transformed into an unidentified beast wearing human skin.

Kelake dodged with all his might. While evading, he accidentally knocked over the lit oil lamp in the room. The flames ignited the room's fabric, and the oil fire caused the blaze to spread. Before long, the entire room was illuminated by the fire, burning intensely.

Perhaps Walunte had not expected the fire accident either. The moment the fire started, it froze in place for two seconds, and it was this gap of a few seconds that allowed Kelake to scramble out of the room.

Kelake ran incessantly, hearing even more terrifying and chilling roars behind him. Cold sweat broke out from his back like bamboo shoots after rain. He gritted his teeth and ran headlong, only to slowly feel the roaring sound gradually fading away.

"Didn't follow?" Kelake hid in an unknown room in the Castle. He pressed his ear against the door but heard no running footsteps. He was puzzled at first, then his expression changed. "No, could it be that they discovered Miss Milaier?"

Kelake instinctively wanted to rush back to save her, but when his hand was on the doorknob, wanting to pull the door open, his movements suddenly stiffened. He thought with dejection: if something had truly happened to Miss Milaier, then even if he rushed back now, it would be to no avail.

He felt some pain and sorrow, but he was very restrained with these emotions. At this moment, he needed more calmness and rationality to survive.

Surveying the room he had broken into, Kelake observed and searched, hoping to find something useful for self-defense.

The current situation was something Kelake had not anticipated. Walunte and Hela, who he thought would never cooperate, had not only conspired but also merged! Even more terrifyingly, under the influence of the Abnormal power, they had become variants possessing extraordinary abilities. This was no longer an opponent that he and Milaier could defeat through the cooperation of two humans.

Rather than thinking about victory, he should think about how to delay the time until he reports to the Grim Reaper.

The room was not large, similar in scale to the bedroom Kelake was staying in. The furnishings inside were very tidy, tidy to the point of perfection—spotless. Every item inside was placed very orderly, orderly to the point of being obsessive. Not only were the books on the bookshelf categorized, but the owner of the room had also arranged them meticulously according to the color, size, and thickness of the books. Everything on the bed could not have a single wrinkle, and the items neatly placed on the table had all been angle-corrected... Everything here was the work of someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Obsessive-compulsive disorder also meant extreme control. Kelake sensed that the owner of this room was abnormal, and he discovered that the items inside were all clean. The water cup on the table contained hot water, clearly indicating someone lived there.

Ruling out that it was a woman's room, Kelake realized that this might be Butler Walunte's room.

Kelake immediately became vigilant. He seriously rummaged through Butler Walunte's desk and finally saw Walunte's name written neatly in a notebook, confirming the identity of the room's owner.

Opening that notebook, Kelake did not see memories, but he saw Butler Walunte's terrifying thoughts.

This notebook was like that of a researcher in a laboratory, daily observing and recording the changes in the experimental subjects. And Butler Walunte's subjects were everyone in the Castle, including his master, Count Bluebeard.

"Hmm? Why is this line... the line recording Kande specifically crossed out?" Kelake discovered something strange in the notes. The records inside, including his own, were filled with detailed information without a single typo or omission. But strangely, the line of data recording "Kande" had been magically crossed out, which went against the personality of someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

If one were to judge by the findings in the secret room, most of the servants and guests in the Castle should have already become materials for the Exorcism Record. Assuming that crossing out Kande meant he had been "processed," then logically, Kande should not have been the only one crossed out.

Therefore, Kelake guessed that there must be another reason for crossing out Kande's data line.

Thinking of this, Kelake remembered that he had also brought out the Exorcism Record usage logs from the secret room. He took out the experimental record notebook again to look through it, and this search led him to a possible answer.

"There is no name of Kande in this record... Kande did not die from the Exorcism Record." Kelake muttered, another possibility emerging in his mind. "But he is not alive either; he died at someone else's hands, and now his body cannot even be found."