Chapter 694: Enemy At The Gate (1/2)
Duna's words quickly made Aria tongue-tied without being able to refute.
Nevertheless, Leon shortly clapped his hands with a sigh and said, ”Alright, we have seen enough here. Let us get going before we fall behind the group any further.”
”Fine by me.”
”Alright.”
”Understood.”
After receiving the ladies' responses, Leon nodded and took the lead towards the other end of the village.
However, after taking a few steps, he suddenly paused upon sensings a faint breath before his eyes eventually fell on a young demon boy, who was bleeding out from his pierced chest.
Sensing Leon's footsteps approaching, the young demon boy strained his eyes weakly to look over before asking unjustly, ”Are we being punished for doing something wrong….?”
As if the words had sapped all his life, the young demon boy eventually took his last breath and died like the rest of his villagers.
He was lucky to escape a quick death due to his heart being positioned differently, but he still could not escape his fate.
Leon felt heavy-hearted after the young demon boy died.
Perhaps he could have saved the demon boy, but there was also a chance that he would be leaving behind a seed of hatred that would one day bite back at humanity.
He never thought he would sympathize with the demons, but he felt like it was a mistake for the Battle Masters to have slaughtered the demon village.
Even so, it was already too late to reverse what had already happened.
'Let's go,” Leon said with a soft sigh.
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Wildlands
”Everyone, just a bit further, and we will be home!” Lord Jorn informed the group as they were fast approaching the tribe in the distance.
”Yes, Lord Jorn!” the elite clansmen responded.
The Desolate Crow Clan was just within sight.
Clan Leader Lidoran, Lady Lilliana, and the elders all had heartfelt relief upon seeing the familiar outward appearance of their clan, although much of it had been changed.
They did not think that they could see it again.
Swish~!
Suddenly, a sharp whistling in the wind immediately causes a quick change in Lord Jorn's expression, forcing his fast footsteps to come to a grinding halt.
”Lord Jorn…?”
The elite clansmen all followed suit and came to a stop, casting questioning glances over to Jorn confusedly for a moment before they, too, picked up the sharp whistling sound of something fast approaching them at incredible speed.
”The enemy has caught! All of you, quickly get the clan leader and elders back to the clan and prepare the defenses! I will stay back and stall the enemy here!” Jorn instructed solemnly.
”Lord Jorn, let us assist you!” an elite clansman requested.
”Go!” Jorn immediately bellowed, ”None of you can offer me any form of support against this sort of opponent without getting yourselves killed!”
”Yes, Lord Jorn…!”