Bab 227: 226- The Harbinger

Vener, Year of Severus, 18, I.R., the 73rd day of Spring, Broken Springs

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"How is the woman, Aelderman Hostea?" Nullus asked the village leader as he went over the town to check on what was left of the melons, they fermented a few days back.

"She is safe, although still asleep." The old man answered. "You said she hit her head hard during the explosion?" He curiously asked.

"Yes, she did." He answered. "I saw her lying unresponsive near that flaming, monstrous… thing." Nullus lied.

"By Oyue's name! I am glad you only got out unscathed." The aelderman praised his loathed goddess. "I wonder what would we do of the big damage it did on that forest? It surely would give us a problem with hunting." He sighed.

Nullus pointed to the east. "We can hunt there."

"T-there? That's insanity!" Aelderman Hostea exclaimed. "That forest is too dangerous! There are lurking mons—"