"Cough!"
There was a brown wooden platform that extended into the middle of the lake. Below, there were tall wooden legs supporting the bottom of the lake to maintain the weight of the entire wooden platform. It looked like a bridge that led to the center of the lake.
Angele walked on the main road in the middle of the town and glanced around.
* PA *
The door slowly opened and some black smoke returned to Angele's fingertip. It was a simple way to use the negative energy to corrode the wooden door. Of course, if the door was more complicated, he would not be able to open it.
"Go!" Angele shook the reins again and the two horses started running faster. They pulled the carriage and started running at full speed.
Angele tried not to laugh. "So your name is Allen."
"Ugh..." Tom groaned and opened his eyes in a daze. "Master … Why are you here?"
"This … What's going on?" As soon as he entered the room, he was slightly stunned.
The kitchen was located in the backyard, and Tom had to come here to get the supplies. He also had to buy the wheat for the horses from the kitchen.
The entire house was empty. There was nothing, no one, only a neat wooden table and chairs. Brown bows were hanging on the walls, and the fireplace was covered with thick spider webs.
Angele narrowed his eyes. His face suddenly became extremely ugly. He turned around and ran out of the house. He checked the surrounding houses one by one.
"The elder of this forest wants to see you. What do you say? Do you want to go? "the squirrel questioned.
Ten minutes later …
"Follow me." The squirrel bit into the nut and got up to walk into the woods.
He glanced around and noticed that the two horses were still standing by the carriage. White steam was coming out of their nostrils from time to time. He had no idea where Tom was. The place was too small for him to hear Angele's voice.
Angele was speechless as he walked to the edge of the wooden platform.
"Go!"
"Elder?"
"Allen, have a safe journey." The young man waved a handkerchief in his hand.
In the open space, a conjoined house was built with the small building. There was a chimney on top of the house, so it should be the kitchen.
Angele followed Allen to a large lake after passing through the forest.
The wheels of the carriage rumbled, and soon, a squirrel appeared in his field of vision, sitting paralyzed on the grass, happily munching on a nut.
As soon as the mahogany door was opened, a choking smell of dust assaulted their nostrils.
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The yard was full of weeds. It seemed that the owner did not take care of it often.
"Hiss … Huff …" He took a deep breath and tried to relax himself as much as possible. Then, he quickly walked towards the hotel.
"It's fine. No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat." Squirrel waved his claws and said heartily.
Angele coughed several times. With a flick of his finger, a gust of wind blew in the room, blowing a large amount of dust out of the door.
There were no people, no residents, not even corpses, not even rats. It was empty, and there was nothing but dust.
Angele remembered this place. It was the place where he met the squirrel when he first came to this place.
"Hey, Tom. Wake up. Wake up." Angele shook Tom's head and rubbed the back of Tom's right ear with his finger.
Angele forced a smile on his face. "It's alright. I've achieved my goal." He squatted in front of Squirrel. The fear in Angele's heart disappeared like a receding tide.
'Where are the people I saw when I entered the town?' Angele was a bit nervous.
The water of the green lake was covered in white mist. The lake was huge, and Angele could not see the other side. It looked like an ocean.
※ ※ ※
* Creak * Angele pushed the fence open and walked into the hotel.
Outside the building, the three carriages were still parked there. Four horses were still unconscious on the ground, and it seemed like they were still sleeping. Tom, the coachman, was leaning against the side of one of the carriages, fast asleep.
He stood in the middle of the street, and goosebumps appeared on his skin. The surrounding white mist was hazy, as if shrouded in a layer of mysterious and strange atmosphere.
Angele heard the noise of the gate being pulled open. His brow furrowed as he walked into the building made of gray bricks.
A faint white mist floated in the air. Even the sunlight could not disperse the mist.
All of the houses! All of them!
Angele walked around and yelled for a while, but Tom was nowhere to be found.
"I don't have many snacks with me …" Angele hesitated.
Angele thought for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more strange he felt.
"Allen! I'm done with you! "The black squirrel's voice came from behind. "My sister too!"
Angele shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He left the courtyard and walked to a wooden house on the left while Tom was preparing the items. He wanted to check the situation inside. He wanted to check the situation inside and find two locals.
Angele threw a nut at Squirrel's head. The black squirrel fell to the ground.
Angele slowly walked to the door and pushed it open with his right hand.
Angele was surprised. He had a bad feeling about this.
Angele returned to the Moss Town after walking down the road.
He waited for the dust to settle down before entering the house.
"Damn it!!" He cursed under his breath. He knew he could not stay here any longer. He quickly picked up some beans and fodder for the horses and hurried back to the front yard.
"Let's go," Angele said in a deep tone. He stood up and walked to the side of the two black horses. He also pulled on the back of their ears. Soon, the two black horses slowly woke up.
* PA *
Angele shook the reins and the horses slowly walked out of the yard. He pulled the carriage and ran to the main road of the town.
Angele walked to Tom, crouched, and shook its head.
Angele sat in the driver's seat. The chilling wind made him feel refreshed. He felt much calmer now.
Angele heard the sound of wings flapping. A black crow landed on the roof on the right and stared at Angele with its red eyes.
"The owner of this place is asleep. Everyone else is asleep. Get ready, we need to leave now. We can't stay here for too long. "Angele felt uncomfortable in this place. However, he did not know what it was.
* CREAK *
Tom nodded. He noticed that there was no one around, and he felt a chill down his spine. He started preparing the supplies.
"My friend will take care of you." The squirrel pointed at the carriage.
Angele turned his head around and saw a black squirrel standing on top of the carriage, waving at him.
"Tom! Come on, we need to leave now! "he yelled.
The town was still deadly silent, and the houses on both sides of the road were also quiet.
The carriage left Moss Town at full speed. They crossed the intersection and headed back to the direction they came from.
"What about my carriage?" Angele was a bit surprised.
"That's my nickname." Allen shrugged.
Angele walked around the yard and checked the other two carriages. He did not know what happened to the other three. Were they dead or alive? The situation was strange. They entered two small doors, but they did not lead to the same place. Angele had no idea what happened to the other three. The princess left in a hurry, so he did not have a chance to ask her. But from the looks of it, it was very likely that they had encountered other dangers besides the Claw Warrior.
He looked at the left side of the forest, hoping to see the squirrel again. For some reason, he wanted to see a living creature.
"Also, what about the people we met here more than a month ago? Everything he had been eating and drinking for the past month had been real. What about the owner of the hotel? Why is there a thick layer of dust in the other houses? That's a thickness that must have accumulated for many years … "
"Yeah, we just want to buy some of the things you gave us last time. We live in the forest next to the main road, so it's convenient for us to buy things," the squirrel explained briefly.
Angele glanced at the squirrel, but he did not say anything else. He continued walking to the other end of the town.
He passed through the dense trees. An empty field appeared in front of Angele's eyes.
"Go to hell, have a good trip!! I'm not dead yet! "The squirrel yelled and clapped his paws." Alright, let's keep moving. "
But the entire courtyard was silent, not a single sound could be heard.
Where's the sleeping neighbor I expected?
At the end of the wooden bridge, a white cat was standing with its hands behind its back, looking at the lake. It was sighing, as if the sea had changed into a mulberry field. Angele had no idea what it was thinking, but there was a fishing rod beside its feet …
"Hey, you're here again?" The squirrel greeted the cat and looked at Angele. "How was it? Did you find anything? "
"Tom!"
He jumped into the driver's seat.
It was empty!
The gate was locked, so Angele jumped over the fence easily. He entered the yard.
* Puff *
"Tom is missing …" Angele's scalp numbed. "I just saw him …"
The wooden houses were quiet, and he could not hear anything.
"Alright …" Angele felt relieved after talking to the squirrel.
He walked along the left side of the yard and saw a two-story wooden building. The building was surrounded by a wooden fence. The whole house was made of mahogany. It looked like it had been there for a long time and was a little shabby.
"Stop …" Angele stopped the carriage immediately. He jumped off the carriage and walked to the squirrel quickly.
He had been in the town for a long time, but he had never met any other residents except for the owner of the hotel. Tom was the one who asked for directions when he entered the town.
"Gone?" Tom was surprised for a second, but he quickly realized what was going on. "Alright, I'll go prepare it now!"
Angele slowly pulled the dagger out of the sheath and held it in his right hand. Her footsteps were light and quick as she walked around the house and into the backyard.
The crow didn't caw. It just stood quietly on the eaves.
Angele and the squirrel disappeared into the forest.
'What the hell is going on …' Cold sweat dripped down Angele's forehead. Although his body had warmed up because of the exercise, his heart was cold.
The heavy pressure was slowly disappearing.
The dense forest on both sides of the road turned into a forest of tall pine trees. Grayish-White stones began to appear on the ground.
Angele slowly walked into the house and stepped on a spoon that fell to the ground.
Half an hour later …
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