The Mystic Dominator

Deciphering Errors

"......"

　　"A mortal's words shouldn't be able to see through my disguise."

　　The 'young girl' whose body was completely hidden in the shadows and could be called Veranica for now finally managed to speak.

　　She thought that her appearance was already seamless.

　　The clothing was made of materials befitting her status, the tailoring corresponded to the grade of handmade fabrics, and even the stains had been aged.

　　Not to mention the fact that her current self was not showing any of the Mysterious Side's power, and there was also a super plus point like her looks!

　　But in reality?

　　We had only just met, the time before and after added up to no more than a breath.

　　The man in front of him was so sure of his own identity that he made a judgement, and even said it out loud!

　　The hostile attitude was even more obvious!

　　The average person, even if they encountered such a situation, faced with a beautiful girl of the calibre she had displayed.

　　Even if they recognise it, there is absolutely no reason to make such a dry decision, right?

　　--

　　In the middle of the bedroom, Yang Siming's state of mind was much better instead.

　　Not for any other reason, but for the content of the opening of the fellow outside the door who called herself Veranica.

　　Although brief, there was definitely quite a lot of information contained in those words.

　　'She' didn't have the mind-reading ability from fantasy novels, nor was she trained in modern bargaining like cold reading.

　　Of course, a better mindset didn't mean that one could completely let their guard down.

　　Only after standing up graciously from the chair and ensuring that there was space around her where she could make evasive manoeuvres did Yang Siming speak again:

　　"Although I don't know the reason, you shouldn't be able to walk into this room."

　　"That's the first thing you can be sure of, Miss Veranica?"

　　"......"

　　"It's interesting to repeat what was said?"

　　Hearing Yang Siming's somewhat provocative words, the 'young girl' guarding the doorway blushed even more harshly, her shadowed expression seeming as if ink had been splashed on it.

　　With icy movements, she straightened her clothes before Veranika turned her gaze to the man inside the bedroom:

　　"As to whether or not I can walk into this room."

　　"Heh ......"

　　"Seems like you're concerned about that."

　　"Is it that you're worried I'll walk in and just take your life?"

　　"Previously, I was clearly still in the archaeological ruins when I encountered a natural disaster, but as a result, I woke up to this completely unfamiliar world, and even though my brain is quite good, the possibility of understanding the mysteries of it doesn't exist."

　　"It's really pathetic, Yang Siming-san."

　　"......"

　　The condescending tone carried a hint of scorn.

　　Just as if Yang Siming did not answer her query, Veranica also did not make an answer, instead choosing to taunt up with aggressive and strong language.

　　Noticing that the atmosphere in the air was getting colder and colder, Yang Siming raised an eyebrow.

　　The manner in which this fellow spoke implied that the other party considered themselves to be above force to deal with this kind of fellow If he showed weakness, the situation would definitely be even worse.

　　Thus, he spoke:

　　"I don't like it when people answer questions with questions."

　　"Moreover, you shouldn't be because you were seen through the disguise by me and then became disgruntled."

　　"That's why you showed such a reaction, right?"

　　Yang Siming's irony was sharp enough.

　　It was a pity that this time, the young girl had no intention of continuing her response.

　　"Heh-"

　　A cold laugh of unknown significance.

　　She also no longer maintained the biting stance she had shown earlier.

　　Simply taking a seat towards the floor, the maid's long skirt stained with dust at the same time, her entire body sat on her knees in the doorway.

　　With dead and cold eyes, she began to gaze up at Yang Siming inside the room without a word, not even intending to waste the space to blink.

　　What the pupils said was clearly 'I'll just watch you here, otherwise feel free'.

　　"......"

　　Can't expect to set information through dialogue-

　　Yang Siming knew exactly what to do when facing someone.

　　With Veranika's general uncooperative attitude like this, words and such basically wouldn't work.

　　Not to mention his own limited knowledge of this guy.

　　The other party, on the other hand, even knew exactly where he was before he 'crossed over'!

　　In a situation where the information between the two parties was not equal, and at the same time, there was a gap in strength.

　　To pry open this 'beautiful girl's' mouth would be even more difficult than smashing open the door of a bank vault with bare hands.

　　Of course, it wasn't that there was no gain at all.

　　First of all, the other party had confirmed the restriction of not being able to enter this room, while also largely confirming that this was an 'inhuman' existence.

　　With those two points, it had posed itself as a rather grim prerequisite.

　　Quite a challenging and danger-filled precondition!

　　"It's more realistic to speak some language I don't understand if it's otherworldly."

　　"What is the language of Earth ......"

　　Yang Siming threw down one last test, however, Veranica was not moved in the slightest, maintaining her posture, the 'young girl' seemed like a beautiful doll sitting on the ground.

　　"Tsk-"

　　Seeing that the other party was unresponsive, Yang Siming smacked his lips and sat back in his chair, continuing to start the deciphering work that he had just failed to complete.

　　This guy couldn't get in anyway.

　　In the current situation, deciphering the notes in his hand might be the optimal solution.

　　--

　　In the middle of the rainy night, the atmosphere inside the house gradually became eerie.

　　The young and beautiful maid was sitting on her knees at the doorway without moving, her eyes staring at the man inside the house, like a statue of Venus. The person being watched also looked unperturbed, devoting his full attention to the words in front of him.

　　There was a crisis lurking in the quietness, and the coldness revealed a stalemate.

　　The deciphering, or rather as the work of translating the words continued, Yang Siming's clear brain circuits began to become confused.

　　He even suspected that something was wrong with his thoughts.

　　At first those words like 'to' and 'of' were still usable, but as the progress advanced a little bit, the subsequent content began to become confusing.

　　Obscure characters such as 'Iskur' and 'Gubarra' surfaced frequently, but nothing about magic or spells.

　　Rather than an occult notebook of recorded knowledge, this was rather more akin to an obscure text recording some sort of ancient tale.

　　With the assurance of one's own library staff, this thing was at least like that in terms of wording.

　　Rumble-

　　Another deafening thunderclap.

　　I don't know if it was because the thunder interrupted the silence, or if the 'maid-sama' couldn't settle down.

　　Leaping up from the ground, without thinking to pat her dusty skirt, she directly turned towards Yang Siming, who had a strange face and was pondering over the contents of the 'notes', and revealed a beautiful smile that was enough to light up the night.

　　At this moment, the dazzling appearance of the young girl relying on the doorway did not look like a mortal, and her previous indifference even disappeared without a trace.

　　"Mr Yang, don't you think you're wasting your time?"

　　"Why don't we open up and have a good exchange?"

　　"Problems, it's better if they can be solved through dialogue."

　　"......"

　　Seeing Veranica's sudden act of kindness, Yang Siming immediately had a jolt.

　　The first thing he thought of was not communication.

　　Instead, he subconsciously looked at the window in front of him.

　　-With being on the first floor.

　　He wouldn't fall halfway to the ground if he tumbled down.

　　A sudden change in the attitude of a person with malicious intent usually meant the ensuing danger.

　　That's right, what Yang Siming was thinking about now was not to negotiate with the other party.

　　Rather, he was wondering if he could just start running away!

　　But once he stepped out of this room, the problems he would face would be very different.

　　Would the 'Miss Maid' in front of him, who couldn't enter this room, use a normal human's mobility, or would she honestly take the stairs and make a big detour before chasing after herself?

　　I'm afraid it won't be.

　　I'm afraid that by the time I'm caught up by this guy, half of my body will become a luxury!

　　And if you think about it...

　　Whether this 'Veronica' opening her mouth now meant some kind of change in the situation.

　　To put it simply.

　　With the passage of time, and the change in the external environment.

　　Was this guy about to be able to enter the house?

　　Talking now to stall himself was going to kick in in a while!

　　Less than five metres away from the door.

　　Noticing Yang Siming's vigilant silence, the smile displayed by Veranica gradually transformed into helplessness.

　　This human, difficult to deal with!