Hell Inn: Rebirth - I Became a Chef in Hell

Chapter 282 The Devil's Fire - S01E08

Only after you cast a spell and the vines receded did the cabinet door finally open slowly.

...Just then, several strange flames suddenly stretched outwards from the cabinet!

Several candles of different shapes and colors were covered by different glass domes, burning vigorously yet steadily.

Life Candle.

The tool you use to monitor the health status of the inn's guests.

Before anything major happened, you only occasionally used the jade pendant you carried with you to conveniently check for problems. For example, a fever meant emotional fluctuations, shattering meant injury, and crumbling meant death...

Of course, if the first scenario occurs, you'll usually arrive at the scene immediately, so the possibility of the third scenario is practically zero.

However, tomorrow is the day of the all-out purge, and Yujue's efficiency is still too low.

You waved your hand in the air, and the flames from those oddly shaped candles flew towards you like fireflies.

Ultimately, you take them all into your heart.

After sensing the flame of the Life Candle merging with your five senses, you immediately received a certain degree of information about the approximate location of each demon among the inn's guests.

To avoid making any demons uncomfortable, you won't ask them for anything too outrageous—it could be hair, blood from your fingertips, or even just a fragment of their clothing...

Of all of them, only Shirley, with whom you had a soul deal, radiates the clearest light, and you see it most clearly.

To your surprise, even though it's late, the trail of the broadcasting demon's movements still lingers in the inn.

After all, a purge is no laughing matter; it could actually kill people... Clearly, staying here wasn't the option that suited this sinner lord's penchant for seeking amusement.

……

What is he thinking?

You stood there, your usually expressionless face showing utter confusion.

Of all the elements in the inn, the link given to you by the broadcasting demon is the most "unconventional".

(Yes, he was the one who gave the clothes scraps.)

However, you can understand the wariness behind his smile.

After all, the scraps of clothing he gave you were enough; but this also made his whereabouts the most obscure for you in the entire inn.

...But given his personality and vigilance, nothing serious should happen, right?

The vibrant firelight belonging to the broadcasting demon's life illuminated your pale face, making it appear eerie.

Every time you look at everyone's life candles, except for Shirley's, your gaze is always irresistibly drawn to the old gentleman's "life".

Wendigo's life candle is not simply slender and long.

The candles that embodied the forms of other people's souls looked elegant overall, but were somewhat oddly shaped.

The broadcast demon's life candle, though its wax texture is relatively conservative, inexplicably exudes an eerie and unsettling quality.

The mixture of paraffin and "animal" fat produces an unpleasant odor when the devil is in a strong emotional state.

As the candle burned, it occasionally emitted voodoo symbols that flickered with green light; the shadow cast on the back of the cabinet was not its actual shape, but a pair of antlers that looked very aggressive.

When you get close, the Broadcast Demon's already strangely shaped life candle will emit a "hissing" sound between two broadcast channels.

...This need for boundaries, this vigilance and insecurity, makes you inexplicably think of a wild beast that growls and bristles when approached.

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I haven't finished writing yet, I'm sleepy today... I'll finish it tomorrow TT