Why Does He Have Two Faces?

After a peaceful half-hour rest, Lynne, eyes closed, leaned against the cellar's entrance and mused, "How about... we coexist peacefully for now? What do you think?"

The left hand (눈‸눈) responded with a hint of uncertainty, "Seems like a reasonable proposal."

"Continuing this fight seems pointless."

"I agree."

"Having two consciousnesses in one body is... somewhat acceptable when you think about it."

"Indeed (눈‸눈)"

"..."

"..."

A brief silence ensued.

Clash——

Suddenly, two blades collided.

Amid the ensuing sparks, Lynne infuriated, retorted, "I knew you were plotting a sneak attack! Fortunately, I was quick enough! I can't believe you're so despicable!"

Pushing back hard, the left hand (〃＞皿＜) snapped back, "It was you who wanted to seize the moment to chop me off! You're the real scoundrel here! You're done!"

Clash——Clash——Clash——

The reinvigorated duo resumed their intense blade battle. Just then,

Knock knock knock——

A knock echoed from outside.

"Is anyone in the shop? I need treatment!"

[Ding! You've triggered a task: Diagnose the Condition. Task reward: 200 Skull Coins, Experience+100, Special Reward x1.]

Hearing the notification, Lynne swiftly reacted. As he continued to clash blades with his left hand, he shouted, "Come in! A customer's welcome!"

Without hesitation, Lynne rushed (`皿′) into the operating room, hurriedly pulled on his pants, and donned a white coat.

"If it weren't for this customer, I would have chopped you off by now!"

"You wretch! If anyone's doing the chopping, it's me chopping you first!"

Clash——

Clash——

Lynne quickly darted to the front hall and immediately spotted the figure of a humanoid with a sheep's head entering through the main door.

[Sheepfolk]

[Race: Exotic Being]

[Alignment: Chaotic Neutral]

[Level: 69]

[Combat Ability: Potent in Close Combat!]

[Description: Wanderers of the Dark World, believed themselves to be the descendants of the ineffable forest black goat, Shabu Nicholas. Yet, most deemed such claims far-fetched, for without a doubt, these beings had little distinction from creatures like the Pigfolk or Dogfolk of this realm...]

When Lynne laid eyes upon the creature, the sheepfolk too immediately noticed the young human sprinting down the corridor. He paused, taken aback. The sight of the human brandishing two knives was perplexing.

Was this a robbery?

Instinctively, his gaze fell upon the shabby sign by the entrance that read, [Bloodsaw Potion Shop]. This must be a potion shop, right?

But in the next moment...

Clang, clang, clang!

The resounding clash of blades sent shivers down his spine. With wide eyes, he watched the human fervently swinging his blades to and fro. Swallowing hard, he muttered: "Um... Excuse me..."

"Welcome!" Lynne swiftly turned, his expression seamlessly transitioning to a friendly, professional smile, saying: "I'm the attendant here. Since the boss is out, I'm in charge. How may I assist you?"

Then, just as quickly, he turned and exchanged furious blows with his left hand. (〝▼皿▼)

[Sheepfolk's Sanity -1]

The sheepfolk, startled, gulped again. Instinctively, he leaned against a nearby pillar, wide-eyed, and spoke: "I'm an outsider... I mean... I think I'm unwell. I've heard about the simplicity and kindness of this place, and since I was passing by... um... I wondered if I might find a doctor to consult..."

Clang, clang, clang!

Sparks flew.

With a swift turn, Lynne's expression effortlessly shifted to a warm, inviting smile, "You've come to the right place then. To be frank with you, in these parts with no village in sight, for miles around, ours is the only apothecary! Rest assured! No matter the ailment, I promise a cure!"

Clang, clang, clang!

In an instant, Lynne's demeanor shifted again (〝▼皿▼), and he fiercely fended off his left hand. The erratic dance of flashing blades made the sheepfolk's heart race.

Something's off! This isn't right! This apothecary seems... different from the usual kind!

Backing away shakily, sticking to the wall, the creature stammered, "Um... Given the circumstances... Perhaps... Perhaps I should come back another time?"

As he spoke,

Swish—

A knife whizzed past, narrowly missing the creature's forehead, embedding itself in the wall before him.

Sheepfolk: "(ΩДΩ)!!!"

That was too close!

[Sheepfolk's Sanity -5]

[Sheepfolk's Sanity -5]

"I'm so sorry, truly!"

With a regretful expression, Lynne dodged the rapidly slashing knife from his left hand, darting beside the creature. Swiftly pulling the thrown knife from the wall, he clashed blades with his left hand again.

While fending off blows, Lynne managed to glance back apologetically and said, "My apologies, a slip of the hand. I hope I didn't startle you too much?"

The sheepfolk's legs trembled uncontrollably as he responded in a daze, "Um... No... not at all... You're saying it was just an accidental slip?"

It didn't seem that way! It almost felt like the throw was in response to his evident desire to leave!

"It truly was an accidental slip," Lynne earnestly explained. "To be precise, I was momentarily distracted by hearing you were leaving, which impaired my judgment, causing the knife to unintentionally fly out."

The sheepfolk was taken aback (ΩДΩ).

Really? Why did that explanation seem utterly far-fetched?

"Don't be frightened; please come in! To be honest, you are our store's first customer today, and I'm a bit overexcited!"

With a friendly gesture, Lynne cleared a path and dragged a stool out from behind the shattered counter. He warmly added: "Our shop recently underwent some renovations. Although it might look a bit plain, I assure you we have everything a medical store should offer. Rest assured, we promise a delightful shopping experience!"

Clang, clang, clang!

Suddenly, Lynne turned, (艹皿艹), clashing blades with his left hand once more.

The sheepfolk stared blankly.

A delightful experience, really? Why did he have a feeling that might not be the case?

Swallowing nervously, the creature hesitated, "Um... Could I possibly step out and come back in? I feel it might have been rude to step in with my left foot first."

Lynne's expression turned sympathetic. "Is that so? Do you intend not to seek treatment here after all?"

The sheepfolk responded with a blank stare, "What would happen if I said yes?"

Lynne responded with a genial smile, "Of course, nothing would happen! Because the customer is king, and the king always has the right to choose."

As he spoke, Lynne quickly turned, (〝▼皿▼), and with even more ferocity than before, began furiously hacking at his left hand.

"I'll finish you off! You're done for!"

The sheepfolk went wide-eyed (((;꒪ꈊ꒪;))).

[Sheepfolk's Sanity -5]

[Sheepfolk's Sanity -5]

Why did he have two such different sides to him?