Chapter 137 - 137: Soaring Through The Skies. (1/2)

Gray followed behind the tribe girl while holding onto two wooden canteens.

Leaving a path for her to pass through, the vines and bushes moved out of the way.

Gray saw her interactions with the jungle as she led them through it with a calm and relaxed gaze. It wasn't a long journey but throughout it, Gray got to see how she interacted with it.

What he got from it was that the jungle loved her. In the way it shone the light on her and the way it opened up her pathways and showed her care whilst the bushes continuously hit against Gray's face.

Both the jungle and her had some sort of connection, anyone could see it.

Once they finally came to a stop, their expressions grew shocked. Gray's jaw gaped as he looked around.

In a spot surrounded by countless trees, a beautiful clear lake could be seen. It was connected partly to a river which had it's source hidden from plain sight.

There were no animals around, the lake just rested there on it's own.

To Gray's surprise, the girl suddenly placed her own canteen inside the water to gather water .

Once it was gathered, she drank directly from it.

No, filtering or nothing.

”Just that?” Gray asked with surprise.

Delta also seemed shaken by the fact that she just drank it directly. What about all the mud and other impurities that could get within the water?

The tribes girl who saw both of their reactions change for the worst, approached Gray and handed him the canteen which she drank from before gesturing at him to drink it.

Although he was hesitant, Gray still drank it. If the taste was off, or if he felt that it was undrinkable then he'd just go back to filtering it like before with Delta's dark flames.

But right after having a few sips from her canteen, he completely forgot about that idea and suddenly chugged down all the water inside.

”That's... The best water I've ever had in my life...”

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The two had gathered a few more canteens filled with water and placed them on a bag with some food that had been given to them.

Gray felt bad for receiving such special treatment even though he hadn't done anything to deserve it.

The guilt would slowly disappear whenever he saw the faces of the tribes men who attacked him.

After they had gotten all the water they needed, they were placed on top of a strange wooden catapult resembling device.

A large wooden bowl attached to a string and a tree. Said bowl was where Gray and Delta were supposed to sit.

The catapult worked on a pulling system, it was supposed to launch them straight through the skies.

There was a chance that it would bring them very close to the city and on the off chance that it didn't they would simply fly the remaining way themselves with Delta's ability.

It was a solid plan and so, they decided to re-enact it.

”But is this really... Safe...?” Gray asked whilst sat on top of the bowl.

His arm was secured around Delta to keep them close together in case anything happened.

”Of course, I use this method all the time. Just make sure you close your eyes and mouth on the way up so you don't swallow anything unnecessary.” Said the tribe leader.