402 Encounter 2 (1/2)
Chapter 402: Encounter 2
”Kid, what did you see? Can you tell me?” Garen used a Secret Technique to telepathically transmit his voice by bundling it into a string and transmit it to Kid’s ears.
”Something extremely beautiful nice.” Kid looked at Garen and naughtily winked his eyes. This exchange was also silent, without a sound. Just by that glance, he made Garen aware of his message.
Garen pressed his chest to control himself.
”Can you tell me what exactly?”
”I don’t want to…. Even if i did, you wouldn’t believe me, you’d call me an idiot, crazy. I’m not crazy.” Kid decisively declined.
”I actually could see a little bit, just not clearly as you.”
”I don’t believe you.” Kid pouted.
Garen laughed as he saw Kid’s insistence, so he changed the approach. ”Then, can you tell me….what is that golden-colored thing?”
”Golden?” Kid had a suspicious expression, ”did..you really see the..”
”Just a little bit.” Garen nodded.
The two of them, one used his Secret Techniques to transmit his voice, while the other used his glances and expressions to return the message, could actually communicate at a level that even Old Man, though he was closest to them, was unaware.
Kid scratched his head, and showed a frustrated look. ” I also don’t know what that was. I saw them often anyway, in the clouds, only when the land was covered in golden fields, only then can we see them.”
Garen had a clue.
”Is that thing a human?”
Kid only shook his head
”They? Does that mean there’re a lot of them?”
Subsequently, no matter how Garen asked, Kid would only respond by shaking his head, and refused to comment further.
”If i said more, even I would become slowly become unable to see them. You have to be careful too, these are the rules; their rules.” Kid got anxious from the bombardment of questions, so he answered this final sentence, then stopped replying altogether.
Garen also didn’t want to press on too much, obviously Kid had already told him as much as he could. Looking at Kid’s attitude towards him, it almost felt warmer than how he was with Old Man. Almost as though he thought of Garen as the same species.
Normally, only Old Man had the patience to listen to him spill out his secrets, but he understood that Old Man just wanted him to cooperate in the squad’s movements and operations, and therefore had to be patient. He wasn’t actually interested in what Kid said, neither did he believe him.
Kid was not actually stupid, he was well aware of all these.
Although Garen’s persistent questioning was somewhat annoying, Kid knew that Garen was genuinely inquisitive, which made him really happy.
As he observed Kid’s change in attitude, Garen knew that he didn’t have to rush the discussion; there would be many more chances to interact with Kid anyway, perhaps those would lead to unexpected outcomes.
Riding on the white rhino, he once again activated the eye of Isaiah and gazed upon the sky, but that sliver of gold had disappeared.
He then looked at Kid again to realise he had long lowered his head and started humming to that unknown tune again. In his hands were some strands of wheat that Garen’s didn’t know the origin of, weaving something that looked like a garland.
”This is getting more incomprehensible…” Garen sighed and deactivated the eye of Isaiah.
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At night
The white rhinos were tied to a few aging trees, and laid beside in the fields to rest.
Six people were seen surrounding a bonfire, the yellow light from the flame illuminated everyone’s faces in a shade of red.
”Do we have anything entertaining to do?” Kitten asked as she yawned.
”Cards?” Red Umbrella answered first.
”I don’t want to, Fox always wins.” Kitten rejected decisively.
”Then, chess? The three of you come at me; I’ll take out two of my pieces.” Old Man smiled as he stroked his beard.
”Sure! But you have to take out 3!” Kitten acted demandingly.
”Alright alright.” Old Man shook his head.
Garen fiddled with the bonfire as he looked at the remaining 4 people setting up the chess board and preparing themselves for the chess games. He politely declined their invitation, instead spending time sitting with Kid, who was alone on the side, quietly listening to Kid humming to the unknown tunes.
”Kid, can you tell me your real name?” He asked as he picked up some firewood to be placed on the fire pit.
”Real name?” Kid took a twig and drew on the ground. ”Isn’t my real name Kid?”
”Kid is just a nickname in our group, a real name is the name you had before joining in.” Garen explained.
He observed that Kid was drawing a human on the ground, and he began drawing the next one.
”About that…” Kid thought, ”I think it’s Mason? I don’t really remember….”
”Don’t you have any relatives?” Garen frowned slightly.
”Relatives? I’m not sure.” Kid was drawing something attentively as he was answering. ”I grew up in Pumpkin Farm. There weren’t any other people there.. The strawberries there were good, I always ate those when i grew up”
”Those strawberries?” Garen wanted to ask further, but suddenly he squinted his eyes and stood up.
”Who’s there!”
The four people playing chess got slightly shocked and stood up. They looked towards the direction that Garen was gazing on.