Chapter 5 (2/2)

“Sure enough, if this goes on for too long, the crows won’t make it” Wang Yuan silently waited: “Stronger, I need to become even stronger!”

A few moments later, the hunting party arrived here with their weapons to find the mangled corpse. The bearded man Dax’s expression reflected under the light of the torch seemed to be a bit unsure.

This wasn’t the first time a hunting party member died while hunting during the past year, but this was different. For some unknown reason, someone suddenly died without being able to even scream, giving Dax a bad gut feeling.

However, as the leader of the party, Dax didn’t display any of his unease or confusion, otherwise, the rest of the party would feel panicked and become unsuitable to be led forward.

“Bury Naike’s body on the spot” Dax said, then suddenly scowled as he picked up a black feather from the ground, then glanced back at the wounds on the corpse and said very seriously: “Do not leave your weapons away from yourselves, there might be another ambush”

“A follower of Negary, is Negary watching us?” Comoros spoke a bit fearfully as he looked at the black feather.

“Bullshit!” Dax’s expression became grim: “Why would Negary watch us, this is only an accident. If you have nothing to do then go to sleep, just be a bit more careful during your watch”

The others all had scowls on their faces but didn’t dismiss Dax’s words. Two of the members who were closer to Naike than the others both came forward, carried his mangled body to one side before starting to dig a hole to bury his body.

Although the two hunters who buried the body were sad, they didn’t think too much of it. This was just how it was living in this world, dying from starvation, dying in conflict with the Kent tribe, dying from a disease, dying by being attacked by wild beasts, they’ve already seen deaths like these too many times to count.

Tossing the body down the hole, they breathed in the smell of freshly dug dirt mixed with blood and began to cover up the body with dirt bit by bit.

The hole wasn’t too deep so after a while, some wild beast might smell the blood, dig the body back up and enjoy an easy meal, but they didn’t care, the only thing they wanted to do for now was to arbitrarily cover his body up to make themselves feel a bit better.

After finishing the simple burial, the two of them were breathing heavily, feeling unprecedentedly tired. This really surprised the two, as members of the hunting party, being sick or wounded would be toying with their lives, but all they did was dig a hole in the dirt, how could they feel this tired?

“Hack, hack! something isn’t right” one of them coughed and said: “Tonight isn’t that cold, why do I feel dizzy?”

“I’m the same, let’s go back and sleep next to the fire” the other person also had a terrible expression on his face.

We’ve been really unlucky lately, not enough prey, one person died, and now even I have symptoms of being sick.

When the two of them returned to the campfire, the night guard even asked them what took so long, the two of them just glossed it over, drank some warm water and fell asleep by the fire. Both silently praying to the god of health, Herlo, hoping that they would be rid of sickness by morning.

Wang Yuan silently hovered next to them and observed the weakening white mist around their bodies without saying anything.