Chapter 224: Chapter 224: Disguise
Translator: 549690339
The ‘Little Demon Eye’ was not activated.
Han Dong approached the cottage where the little Gothic Lolita was standing in his usual manner.
When acting alone, Han Dong’s combat power could be said to be the strongest.
Moreover, within the Cursed Space, he did not need to worry about exposing his power, he could freely unleash his two containment objects…
However.
Han Dong had other plans. He approached the cabin in a state of ‘friendship’.
Upon closer inspection, the cabin was much larger than it had appeared.
The inside of the cabin was styled as an exquisite dollhouse.
Various sized dolls filled the 150 square meter cabin, with barely any room to step…
In fact, these realistic displays of dolls had an eerie Uncanny Valley effect.
The sight of over a hundred dolls, all peering at Han Dong with their large crystal eyes as he entered, was unnervingly eerie.
Candles that perched in recesses in the wall cast warm, yellow light around the room…
There was an odd feeling that one of these dolls was alive.
Giggle.
A young girl’s laughter echoed through the room.
Since all the dolls in the cabin bore smiles on their faces, it was hard to pinpoint where the laughter had come from.
Still, Han Dong managed to lock onto the source instantly.
Even without activating the Little Demon Eye, he could discern living things from dead ones under the cover of darkness.
“Want to come and sit?”
Han Dong looked towards the life-sized, blonde doll, sitting with its back against the wall in the corner.
“Wow… you could actually recognize me?”
The eyes of the fabric-made doll began to move, and its fingers twitched as well.
Imitating a dead object being granted life, it slowly stood up, holding a black lace-edged umbrella, walked to a small wooden table in the center of the room.
Han Dong had coincidentally been standing across the table.
The young girl even poured a cup of black-white latte for Han Dong.
“Big brother, please sit down.”
“Hm.”
Since Han Dong had no hostile intentions.
The Gothic Lolita also, due to multiple factors and a smiling face, harbored no intention to attack. After all, her family had been living there for a hundred years. The loneliness and curiosity made her interested in Han Dong.
“What’s your name, big brother? I’m Rosi Victoriano… the youngest girl in my family.”
“It’s Valen Nicholas.”
“Big Brother Valen… were you and your friend sent here by the Great Lord? What’s the reason you came to the farm? Because my mom and dad are part of the Conservative faction, they don’t like strangers… If you have ulterior motives, you might die.”
Out of sincerity, Han Dong took a sip of the latte, a satisfied expression on his face.
“We are… ”
There was slight hesitation on Han Dong’s end. He changed his original rehearsed lines, ones that would have directly revealed his opposing stance to the Great Lord.
It just seemed a bit off to say that outright.
“We’re from a distant human kingdom. We encountered an attack from the Lord while passing through this estate… We planned to hide in the granary for some time.
Unexpectedly, we trespassed into your territory.”
The little Gothic Lolita didn’t seem to harbor any doubts about Han Dong’s explanation.
“The Great Lord does attack every stranger… Big Brother, you were able to escape, that’s quite an achievement.”
Just then.
Rosi seemed uncomfortable after taking a sip of her coffee, reaching back to rub her back.
“Oh no… This is bad! Since it’s been so long since anyone came to the farm, it seems like the Great Lord has given up on invading us.
When I heard about a big brother coming to the farm during lunch, I got a bit excited.
I was in such a rush to change clothes that I didn’t tighten a few threads properly. Could I ask you to help me?”
“Sure!”
Han Dong rose from his seat and moved behind the little Gothic Lolita.
It wasn’t just simple loose threads on the back of her dress… but loose threads on her back.
The fabric skin of the Lolita seemed to have been ‘stitched’ onto her.
There were structures similar to shoelace holes on her back, with threads running through it to tighten the ‘fabric skin’ by tying knots.
At present, several threads were either tied incorrectly or had come loose. It was quite a bit of work.
But Han Dong didn’t hesitate much, instead he kneeled down and carefully sorted out the threads on the Lolita’s back.
For Han Dong who had daily experience conducting cell marking, cultivating, and inoculating in the lab, this type of delicate work was a piece of cake. Since some threads had entered the wrong holes, he needed to loosen them all.
Eventually.
An opening about 10 cm long appeared on the back skin, revealing the inner nature of the Gothic Lolita.
Fleshy blocks with hair and various dark organs, stitched together in an unknown way.
Most importantly.
This chaotic body structure allowed the Lolita to function normally as a human… evidently due to the curse’s effects.
Faced with this scene, Han Dong wasn’t disturbed at all, he simply continued threading.
In no time.
All the threads were put through their corresponding holes and the skin was fastened again.
By the time Han Dong returned to his seat, the Lolita girl seemed somewhat embarrassed… a gleam of ‘affection’ sparkled in her eyes.
Han Dong smiled faintly, his plan was half successful.
Whether it was his respectful attitude towards the various dolls after entering, his lack of fear and rejection, his normal consumption of the coffee, his facial expressions and movements while conversing with the Gothic Lolita, or his subsequent behavior towards her tying threads were all very natural.
Did they think she was a Lolita easy to fool?
The family had been here for at least two hundred years, and they paid great attention to many small details.
If Han Dong had any inconsistency during their conversation, it would’ve been detected, then immediately labelled as an invader…
This wasn’t a naive Gothic Lolita, nor was it a massive armored tank one could hop into by simply pressing the [F] key.
His disguise needed to be perfect to be able to secure a spot in the heart of this ‘cursed system Lolita’.
As far as Han Dong was concerned, he had achieved his goal.
Next, it would be Dumps’ performance.
Eerie Main House.
As mentioned before, the eldest daughter, Trisi was still calmly combing her hair in front of the vanity… and Dumps stood at the door, not making any extra movements.
At this moment.
From the first floor of the main house, sounds of shattered objects, gravity thumping, or screeching filled the air.
There was even a constant sense of tremors.
Furthermore, the two teams and the parents of the farm had initiated their battle.
Yet.
In the room of the elder daughter, Trisi, on the second floor.
The two ignored the noise downstairs and sat on the edge of the bed engrossed in a deep and intimate conversation.
Dumps was showcasing his extensive knowledge, talking about things Trisi was interested in which made her eyes shine with admiration and infatuation.
Paired with Dump’s handsome features and gentlemanly demeanor, a heart cursed also unknowingly quickened its beats.
There was even an idea to push down this gentleman on the spot.
The two of them completely ignored the situation downstairs and got deeper into their chat.
When it came to disguises, Han Dong didn’t have the wrong person… This Dumps was an absolute genius.