The larvae of the cicada wriggled, and the enormous and eerie shadow tumbled behind layer upon layer of spider webs, emitting a screeching baby's cry that sent chills down one's spine.

Cold sweat seeped from the palm of my hand as I tightly gripped the sword hilt,

The cold sword blade became even brighter under the flickering firelight, like a mirror. Anjolina could clearly see her own nervous and fearful eyes on it,

Taking a deep breath,

The heart in her chest beat uncontrollably, and the princess tried to suppress the panic and confusion in her heart - she knew that she was now the core of the entire team, and she absolutely could not show any hesitation or fear.

With a stern shout, she commanded the soldiers behind her, and the princess stepped forward with her sword, leading the team at the forefront of the battle line.

"Be on guard, everyone!"

And at that moment when Anjolina's voice fell, the whole world fell silent.

Then, boom - a loud explosion, the floor creaked and groaned under the heavy burden, constantly cracking, and the solid manor began to tremble violently. The wriggling mass rushed and rolled towards the soldiers in front, making a roaring sound,

A large mass of twisted and grotesque flesh, pale and sticky, mixed together, continuously oozing greenish-brown unknown liquid from the folds and crevices, with foul bubbles floating on the surface, dragging along...

Urgh -

"Did you guess that I had a good breakfast and said that on purpose?"

The spoiled young count couldn't help but vomit,

Then he looked angrily at the princess in front of him and swung his small fist at her,

"You're the one who did it on purpose."

Her tightly pursed thin red lips couldn't help but slightly curl up, and Anjolina gave Chille a slight glance,

"Chille, don't interrupt. The atmosphere is ruined."

"I didn't come here to listen to you tell me ghost stories, especially ones so disgusting."

Leaning against the soft cushion, Chille was no longer as lazy and relaxed as before. He straightened his back and sat up straight,

With fingertips tightly gripping his cane, he continued curiously and disgustingly,

"So, how did you guys get rid of that thing in the end?"

"You don't have to listen, really."

With a scornful sneer,

The princess took a deep breath, her face gradually becoming serious,

"We didn't get rid of that thing."

...

Anjolina gritted her teeth and stepped forward, fiercely chopping her steel sword blade onto the unknown mass of flesh,

But it didn't pierce into the flesh as she had imagined,

Instead, it landed heavily on the surface, leaving only a shallow scar. The sword blade scratched across the surface, splattering a series of sparks and making a clanging and piercing sound of metal impact.

In the next moment, the arrows guarding her rained down like a curtain, but they didn't penetrate deep inside,

The swollen mass of flesh that looked like a hedgehog shrieked and rolled to the side, breaking away from the barbed arrows. After leaving some pockmarked small holes on the surface, it stood up unharmed and rushed towards Anjolina with a roar,

The princess, who hadn't put away her sword, didn't expect this obese and bulky monster in front of her to be so agile and couldn't stop its forward momentum,

Gritting her teeth, holding her breath,

She desperately twisted her body, moving sideways with her sword in a defensive stance,

In the next moment, the silver-white blade blocked the brute and mindless charge of the monster,

Anjolina felt like she had hit a mountain,

A sweet and nauseating smell of blood surged in her chest,

In an instant, she used her momentum to fly and skillfully retreated to a safe place, narrowly avoiding the most deadly crush. Although she suffered a minor injury, it didn't hinder her.

At the same time, the blazing torch in her other hand swung vigorously at the last moment of her departure, and a blazing trail of flame streaked across the air, crashing heavily onto the body of the fat flesh monster.

Squeamish - the bulky flesh mountain trembled and contracted violently, emitting a sharp and mournful wail. The piercing cry of the baby's voice made people's heads heavy and their stomachs churn,

"Create distance! Organize the defense line!"

Suppressing the rolling surge in her chest, Anjolina stood up, leaning on her sword. She swallowed the blood rushing up her throat, and her clear voice carried a bloody scent as it resounded through the entire battlefield."Fire Crossbow!"

Stepping in unison, with a neat and orderly sound, all the soldiers immediately obeyed the command to create distance between themselves and the monsters.

Shields slammed down, accompanied by sharp spears thrust forward with a menacing cold light. At the same time, torches were used to create a rough fire barrier, blocking the path of the monsters.

In the next moment, blades cut through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

Behind the shield barrier, the twisted hooked arrows twirled around the blazing flames like a curtain of fire, shooting fiercely towards the monsters. They pierced deeply, burning chunks of flesh and emitting a foul stench of burnt meat.

The monster shook violently, howling madly under the siege of the soldiers. It constantly secreted a large amount of viscous green-brown liquid from its body, attempting to extinguish the flames. At the same time, it rolled and collided continuously, its mountainous body forcefully smashing through the nearby manor wall. It roared and disappeared within the dense net.

"Did it escape?"

Chille frowned deeply, with a solemn expression.

"One reason is that we were hindered by those damn nets and couldn't catch up," Anjolina said with a grim face.

"But to be honest, although that monster crazily fled under our siege, it didn't actually suffer any substantial damage. The advantages we gained were just an illusion."

With her hands clasped together, Princess Chille furrowed her brow tightly as she recalled the previous scene, still feeling terrified even at this moment.

"And at that time, we had a lot of casualties. In addition, we didn't have enough fuel and crossbow arrows prepared. If we had recklessly pursued, we might have suffered heavy casualties instead."

"After all, no one could have predicted such a situation, so it's normal to be unprepared."

Chille nodded gently and comforted in a soft voice, then continued to inquire.

"What happened afterwards? How did this situation become what it is now?"

"After a brief rest, ensuring a clear path for retreat, we organized the remaining combat-ready personnel to continue exploring deeper into the estate. We painstakingly made our way to the area with the most dense netting."

Anjolina closed her eyes, lightly massaging her temples with her delicate white fingers.

"Carcasses—bitten and torn apart bodies, men, women, and children, densely piled up in the corner of the room. They were covered in white silk webs with a sticky substance, and a series of cocoons inhabited by parasites, occasionally something would wriggle out from inside. It feels like..."

"A nursery."

"And then, when we peeled open the pile of flesh and bones, we found out that it was hollow inside, and there was..."

Unable to find the right words to describe it, the Steel Princess clenched her teeth, her face pale, tightly clenching her fists.

"A young boy, not very old, with a snow-white body covered in strange symbols that I don't know. His face was twisted in madness as he desperately writhed on a pile of slimy and grotesque flesh. It felt like..."

She recalled the decadent and bizarre scene in her mind, falling silent.

It was at this moment that Chille recalled the beginning of the entire incident—

[The Whore Case]