Violence is not advisable, and he didn't like using it either.
However, if you want to jolt someone awake from a nightmare, sometimes you inevitably have to give them a severe beating to achieve results.
And now...
Looking at the dozen or so Little People standing neatly in front of him, watching him with apprehension, Mono felt... very satisfied.
After introducing himself, Mono was about to have these Little Person leave this foul-smelling prison cell.
However, they didn't move their feet.
"I said, do you all want me to continue?" The anger that Mono had just suppressed couldn't help but rise again.
He was too lazy to meddle in others' affairs, but... thinking of the Little Person and the Crispy Corner he encountered on the road...
Seeing Mono about to get angry, everyone instinctively glanced at the yellow figure beside them~.
Six's delicate and lovely little face was expressionless, and her small fists didn't look the least bit intimidating.
But everyone hurriedly cried out, "No, don't hit us, we'll leave right away." They had all witnessed with their own eyes the tragedy that happened to their companions earlier: someone got beaten to a pulp.
Now, no one wanted to be held down and given a beating like what just happened.
After saying that, everyone looked left and right, swallowed nervously at the darkness, their eyes full of worry.
But looking back, seeing the "kind" gazes of these two people who suddenly appeared and "rescued" them, they had no choice but to pick a direction and slowly start moving.
Looking at the Little People's behavior, Mono could only feel helpless.
He wanted to offer them some words of comfort, to make them believe that as long as they persevered, there was hope for tomorrow.
However, judging by their current state, trying to comfort them with words was really quite difficult.
Now, being able to get them out was already the greatest kindness he could offer.
He could only hope that these guys would become more proactive and hold out a bit longer.
At least, before he found a way to leave this place, they wouldn't be eaten or turned into Crispy Corner.
"Little Six, let's go..."
Mono took hold of Six and turned to walk towards another large door.
The long-armed, blind monster man had already pulled an iron cage inside; he had to follow.
Crossing through the door, they walked forward along the room.
The lighting became very bright. They walked into a room that seemed to be a bedroom.
Inside the room was a bed, two tall cabinets, and on the table by the bedside hung a portrait: a split mouth, covered eyes, and a crooked, wide-brimmed hat.
The portrait depicted the Long-armed Monster.
Mono didn't understand why someone would always paint these monsters. Did the grotesque possess some kind of appreciable aesthetic?
However, this seemed to be its living quarters.
And, surprisingly, it was quite clean, without any strange foul odor.
That sacred object was not inside this room.
Mono noticed the scratches on the floor; these were probably marks left behind when heavy iron cages were dragged.
On the wooden floor, there were many scratches, some deep, some shallow, layered and densely packed: it seemed this wasn't the first time iron cages had been pulled through here.
The two slowed their pace, following the trail of scratches on the floor, moving forward. They hadn't gone far out of the room when a faint sound reached their ears again.
Another vast room.
However, this room contained many tables, and on the tables were piled many white cloths.
And above the tables, a straight steel wire ran the entire length of the room. On the steel wire, inverted hooks were hung.
The long-armed, blind monster was standing in front of a table.
The iron cage he had just dragged over was placed by his feet.
The figure inside the iron cage had already collapsed on the ground, motionless—whether scared unconscious or scared to death was unknown.
The monster raised its long arm, reaching directly to another table four meters away, pulling out a white cloth. Its right hand also reached to the other side, picking up a jar from a shelf.
... Seeking flowers...
At this moment, both arms stretched out simultaneously, actually spanning most of the room. "These hands are really convenient..." Mono couldn't help but think. He roughly understood why this monster in front of him managed just fine with only one short leg.
Left and right, both hands slowly retracted.
It placed the obtained cloth and jar on the tall table in front of it.
Then, it turned its head, looked at the iron cage beside it, reached out, opened it, lifted the figure inside, and placed it on the tabletop.
"Mono... what is it going to do..." Little Six watched the scene in front of her, puzzled.
...
Facing Six's strong thirst for knowledge, Mono silently explained: "Packaging." Packaging? Little Six still didn't understand.
However, the next scene cleared up her confusion.
They saw the Long-armed Monster pick up the white cloth and begin wrapping it around the little person on the table, layer by layer.
The little person's feet were wrapped, then the stomach, the arms, and finally,
the head.
The entire body was wrapped in cloth, like a silkworm cocoon,
trapped inside.
The blind, Long-armed Monster also timely opened the prepared jar, then extended a finger, dipped it into the jar, brought out a large lump of unknown gelatinous substance, and evenly smeared it on the "cocoon."
Finally, it raised its arm again, directly hanging the finished "cocoon" onto the hook on the steel
wire.
Then, its arm stretched out, landing directly on a switch on the wall. A pull.
"Click!"
A gear turned, driving the steel wire to move.
And the "cocoon" wrapping the little person also moved along with it, slowly moving forward.
It seemed like it was going to be sent somewhere.
"Little Six... let's go, follow that thing." Mono pulled Six out. He already understood where this "cocoon" would be sent next.
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