Immortal in Horror Game: She is the Fortune Teller!-Chapter 244 - 240: Bloody Castle 21

Yushi murmured on the side, "Let me help..."

He rushed forward.

Rob didn’t have time to stop him: "Yushi, what are you doing! Be careful, that monster is fierce!"

Yushi charged, trying to tackle the ghost, but the ghost nimbly dodged.

He accidentally fell onto Josh, pinning him down.

The ghost seized this opportunity to fling vines, tossing both of them aside.

Rob was startled, glanced around, and had no choice but to grab a checkerboard toy next to him and throw it at the ghost’s head.

The ghost seemed to sense it and suddenly turned to catch the checkerboard, as if afraid of breaking this treasure.

She carefully placed the checkerboard on the ground and looked at Rob with eyes that seemed to spit fire.

Rob shrank his neck and retreated towards the door, "Josh, how did you provoke this thing? She looks like she wants to drag us all down with her!"

Josh pushed Yushi off him and darted forward, cutting the vines reaching for Rob.

"I just took a small prop."

Yushi wanted to rush over to help, but Josh slashed him in half.

"Ah!!" Rob gasped, "Y-you-you! Josh, what are you doing!"

Josh remained unusually calm, "That’s an impostor, he was deliberately slowing me down, not here to help!"

She sheathed the knife and looked towards the ghost.

Rob was anxious, "Why are you putting away your knife? That ghost is coming for us. If you’re tired, lend it to me! Let me fight!"

Josh suddenly picked up a small hourglass toy from the floor, "Take one more step, and I’ll smash this thing!"

The ghost halted upon hearing this, watching Josh’s hand cautiously, "I dare you!"

Josh smirked, finally finding her weak spot.

She raised the item in her hand high, "Do you think I dare?"

The ghost looked at her apprehensively, "Don’t drop it! This is Prince Sisi’s favorite toy!"

Josh was reluctant to use spiritual power, so she turned to Rob and said, "Go get some rope and tie her up."

Rob nodded and left, but never returned.

Josh pursed her lips, feeling a headache coming on.

She was about to take matters into her own hands when she heard the sound of the door opening behind her.

Josh turned around and saw Yuze.

But it was clearly not the real Yuze.

She thought it wasn’t good, pulled out her long knife, and became alert.

The moment Yuze saw her vigilance, he revealed a fierce demeanor and pounced towards her.

Under siege from both sides, Josh quickly sidestepped to avoid them.

But she couldn’t hold out against their well-coordinated attack; a vine flung her away, crashing her into the nearby wardrobe.

The hourglass in her hand was also knocked away.

She thought it wasn’t good, quickly tried to get up, but her hand unknowingly touched a button, and the wardrobe suddenly played music. She only felt the ground vanish beneath her, sending her sliding down a chute-like tube.

"Thud," she landed on a cushion and bounced softly.

Fortunately, it didn’t hurt.

She breathed a sigh of relief and got up, but quickly frowned.

She had fallen into a cage.

To be precise, it was a luxurious cage.

Like a gilded birdcage with intricate carvings, the top adorned with tassels and bells, and draped in a layer of white chiffon that looked misty.

This scene seemed eerily familiar. In a previous mission, God R had also tried to trap her in a cage and turn her into a puppet.

However, she had destroyed that cage in the basement before he succeeded.

She surveyed the room under the dim light filtering through the misty chiffon.

It seemed like a bedroom, with drawn bed curtains, the room was dark, only the fireplace and a candle on a high table emitted a faint glow, casting a warm hue over the dim room.

The room’s decor was extremely luxurious, with gilded patterns on the walls, a large round bed with heavy dark curtains, adorned with tassels and lace.

Exquisite wall sconces hung from the walls, and a soft carpet with a luxurious and complex pattern covered the floor.

Though the whole room was extraordinarily opulent, it exuded an inexplicable sense of oppression.

She touched the cage, but found it couldn’t be opened.

The cage was forged entirely from metal, with only one lockable door.

If she could summon Spider Silk, she might escape quietly, but now...

Since there was no way to leave, she could only wait and see.

She pulled out the diary she just acquired and began to read.

As she guessed, the diary recorded Sisi’s childhood memories.

This diary’s depiction of Sisi was quite different from her earlier knowledge.

Throughout his childhood, he seemed constantly puzzled by one thing: why did his father not like him?

In his perspective, his father treated others with kindness, warmly greeting passing vendors, villagers, and their children, but was always exceptionally harsh with him, either beating or scolding indiscriminately.

As Josh continued reading, she could roughly guess the diary’s content.

It was a typical story of a strict father with high expectations, nothing extraordinary.

"He always belittles my achievements."

"He must not like me."

"I love painting, but Father said it was useless. After that, I’ve never seen a paintbrush in my life."

"It was the first time he slapped me, just because I confused the peasants’ pears and apples. Since today, I detest pears and apples, for they got me publicly beaten by Father."

"Why do people say the royal family is admirable? It’s far from it. I spent three months building a castle with toy blocks to gift Father, and when it was one block shy of completion, he brought people to destroy it."

As Josh turned the pages, they largely continued similarly, criticizing the old King’s behavior toward him.

Finding it somewhat dull, she put the diary away, glanced outside, and suddenly noticed someone lying on the bed?!

She was sure that when she first entered, no one was lying there, especially not someone so tall.

The figure appeared to be a man.

"Hello, may I ask where this place is?" Josh tentatively spoke up.

The person on the bed didn’t move, only his chest slightly rose and fell, showing he was alive, not a corpse.

Josh frowned slightly, called out a few more times, but received no response.

She checked the time; half an hour until lunch.

If she missed lunch, vines would likely emerge from this gilded cage and pierce her like a sieve...

Josh forcefully tore down the white chiffon covering the cage, bringing the whole room into clear view.

However, the room was too large, the cage standing independently in the center. She couldn’t reach anything.

This situation would surely end disastrously!

It wouldn’t help to message Yuze either; the monster could impersonate their identities and use their system, meaning any contact might be with an impostor.

Time ticked by.

The clock on the wall neared noon.

She closed her eyes and faintly sighed.

With subtle trembling from the ground, a thorny vine rapidly pierced through, aiming at her chest.

Josh swiftly dodged with agility.

But more vines surged up.