Chapter 13 (1/2)
Chapter 13: 010 I a Witch -3 (Part One)
The villagers all held their breaths the moment they heard ‘Necrolances with one another, they then gripped the farht in their eyes turned hostile
Well, they finally figured out where the bastard that destroyed their lives and their hoer should be boiling like crazy right about now
“What should we do about Charlotte?”
Gril looked at the girl However, the latter sihtly-shut lips parted just a little, “I… go with you”
“It’ll get very dangerous That’s why you should…”
“I’ us in a spot here Don’t be stubborn, and…”
She stared at Gril with a completely emotionless face Her cri with you”
The air seeet so much heavier just then
This was the kind of pressure that no young girl should be able to eardless The aze was Gril; he hastily sed back his saliva
A short while later, the villagers including Gril all turned their heads away and avoidedher eyes
“…Got it”
When confronted by a venoers–got petrified beyond salvation
She then asked otten her permission froht?”
I didn’t say anything as I quietly studied her for a while Even though our gazes were interlocked, she didn’t try to avoid ht off zombies, so this much was kinda understandable
If ere to run into irl should prove to be far e Besides, she was the only one who could support ht
Gril could carry et inadvertently killed, so that’s a definite no-no
I deliberated on irl took oing then”
She supported ers started following us too
As I expected, we didn’t run into any zombies That zombified bear must’ve been the Necromancer bastard’s final line of defense What a relief that was–if a monster even scarier than the bear popped up, then ould’ve been totally annihilated, that’s for sure
Eventually, we ed to reach the deepest part of the cave
“Looks like we’re here”
Indeed it had to be, since we could see a wooden door at the end of this dank cave
The Fared glances with each other, and then cautiously opened the door
The villagers tensed up as they gripped their farhter
It was quite dark inside, so the ht in the interior of the cha frorimoires written in unknown Runic characters were ician types aren’t really fond of tidying up huh,” I co about a Necroician types, Necromancers were probably known as hardcore invalids who shut themselves up in a dark, dank corner of a room somewhere
It was then, Gril suddenly cried out, “Ah! Oh ers hurriedly ran towards the corner of the chamber On a certain rocky wall of the cave, we found a naked woling in the air
Her body was riddled ounds as if she had been tortured
“Who… is there…?”
With some difficulty, the woman opened her eyes and asked us It see provided by the torches yet She failed to discern that these were her fellow villagers
Her question elicited loud answers from Gril and the other men
“It’s me, Gril! Morian! I came to rescue you!”
“What are you on about?! This is Hans! In order to rescue you, I risked my life to…!”
I beca before ht now, but shouldn’t they act a bit more rationally than this?
“Hey, you lot Before you start yapping on about stuff like that, why don’t you untie her first? Looks like she’s been tortured pretty good”