My Abyss Survival Diary

Chapter 84 The Nun's Lament

Simon slowed down after running for about five kilometers.

For some unknown reason, ever since he came into contact with the Summoner's urn, he has gained the special ability to sense psychic energy.

It can't be called an ability, it's just a very special feeling, like the stinging sensation of being bitten by a small insect in a certain part of the body.

Simon sensed the surge of psychic energy just a second before Charasu released it, which is why he withdrew from the battle in advance. If he had been deeply involved in the battle with the two cave raiders, he might have been instantly annihilated under the devastation of the powerful psychic energy shockwave, just like those flowers and plants.

However, there is also good news: he has now obtained a new glass jar containing six brown compound-eyed scorpion wasps.

Five red eyes, six brown eyes, and one extremely precious white eye.

Carl's Slaughter Game not only tests their combat abilities but also their intelligence, namely, to crack the so-called "color source pollution theory".

Simon sat on the grass to rest, his mind racing.

To break the deadlock, he couldn't act recklessly like the mindless Killer Bee; he needed to anticipate Karl's next move and launch a counterattack.

Karl wanted to conduct a "trial," selecting a leader from among them who was capable of becoming the "new Iron Emperor." To this end, he brought in a legion of fanatics and persuaded the Ironforge Warriors to become his allies, launching a frenzied battle royale game on the second level.

Simon had no intention of becoming the new Iron King; in fact, he thought Karl was an incomprehensible madman.

While wisdom and strength are certainly essential qualities for a leader, he felt that willpower was even more important.

That iron will—the ability to crush the enemy's skull and advance even over the corpses of comrades—was the key to Iron Emperor's leadership in establishing the Fiery Sun Empire.

Despite being tried by the Empire's Inquisition and thrown into this hellish abyss, Simon still retained a deep reverence for the Iron Emperor. He knew very well that there was only one Iron Emperor in the world, and even looking to the future, there would only be one Iron Emperor.

When the break ended, Simon, carrying a harpoon, searched for the Friendly Camp by feel.

His immediate priority is to reunite with his comrades. He's carrying too much stuff: a glass jar hanging from a vine on his back, another in his hand, a rifle on his back, and a harpoon in his hand. He can't free his hands during the fight and needs to find someone to share the load.

This area differs from the first level, which is dominated by jungle. The second level consists mostly of flat flower fields with occasional large rock formations protruding from the ground.

The spores rising from the flower field gradually dimmed, which meant that morning was approaching.

After walking about three kilometers more, he saw wisps of smoke rising from the chimneys and finally found the location of the campsite.

As he approached the camp, he heard a burst of intense gunfire...

Just as he had predicted, a melee broke out in front of the camp.

When he arrived at the camp, the other factions had already left, leaving only two cave raiders and...Franny.

The battle was over. One cave raider lay on the ground with a bullet hole in the center of his forehead, while another enemy was being tortured by Flannery against the wall.

"You little brat, Elphis! You're going to die..."

With Frani's gun pressed against his head, blood trickled from the cave raider's mouth, yet he continued to utter threats. Frani gritted her teeth in anger, pulled the trigger at his head, and not satisfied with just one shot, she fired several more until an entire magazine was emptied.

Simon was about to call out to Florian when he saw her slump to the ground, her blood-stained hands covering her eyes to block the tears that kept flowing from them.

But the next second she noticed Simon's presence. She hastily wiped away the tears on her face and hands, but her eyes were still red.

"If you want to cry, then cry," Simon said, sitting down beside her.

She shook her head. "No, the boss said, he said, that a strong tunnel raider never sheds a tear."

Simon looked at the girl beside him, who was forever trapped in the body of a woman. She was pretending to be strong, sniffling, and trying hard to control herself from crying.

"If you miss Elphis, why not have a good cry?" Simon patted her shoulder. "It's nothing. Everyone has moments when they lose control of their emotions. Suppressing your emotions all the time will only lead to trouble sooner or later."

Before he could finish speaking, Florian buried her face in his shoulder and began to sob. He could clearly feel a dampness spreading across the fabric of his shoulder. Florian's body trembled slightly as she cried. He gently patted her back to make her feel a little better.

Simon didn't think Elphis was a good person, or even a smart one, but to Franny, Elphis was like a father to her.

If the little girl wants to cry, let her cry for a while.

Frani brought a birdcage, and Brienne looked at Simon with a smile on her face from inside the cage.

"How was your night? It must have been pretty good. I saw you stole another new glass jar," she asked.

"Of course," Simon admitted.

"So what's your next move?" Brienne asked expectantly. "Should we just storm into the camp and wipe out all the steam-armored soldiers?"

"Just say you want me dead..."

Brienne smiled; she was always someone who valued fun above all else, a free spirit who loved to have fun.

"If you really don't have any ideas, I do have a good one."

"I refuse!" Simon refused decisively. "Last time, your brilliant idea ruined your health and your companion named Faldor. Haven't you learned your lesson?"

"It was an accident last time!" Brienne frowned, looking both embarrassed and angry.

"Luckily there was an accident, otherwise I would have been killed by you!" Simon retorted with dissatisfaction.

Unable to outwit Simon in a verbal battle, Brienne had no choice but to speak frankly about her thoughts: "Go find that nun who ended up on the second floor..."

"That nun is very, very important to you."

……

At that moment, the nun they were discussing was sitting on the grass, letting the morning breeze caress her body.

She was surrounded by nuns from the Order of the Nun, who were having a heated and enthusiastic discussion about the next tactics.

"Sissi, go and fight! The Iron Emperor will bless you!" the older nun encouraged.

"If you want to stabilize the situation, you should form an alliance with others. I think forming an alliance with adventurers would be a good choice," the overly cautious nun suggested.

"Let's study how to breed the Killer Bees first." The seemingly knowledgeable nun adjusted her glasses on the bridge of her nose.

Surrounded by people, Sister Sissi looked distressed after receiving so much advice.

"I... I'm sorry, let me think about it some more."

and many more!

She suddenly sensed something strange.

It's only morning, so why... are all her fellow nuns gathered here?

The rules state that one companion should be released each day, right?

"Sissi, we believe you can do it. You can return to the Empire's embrace, bearing the evidence of your sins."

What exactly happened? She covered her head in pain.

When she opened her eyes again, there was no one around her.

It's all an illusion.

Painful memories flooded her mind, making her so grief-stricken she could barely breathe.

Her companions all died in that battle.