บท 120: It was that Fateful night!

It was a village of Beastmen. Not even a village, it was just a little settlement!

Actually, there were no homes but small shacks made up of bamboo sticks and dried hay, not built-in order they were dispersed in manner. The region was not very clean and had a little dreadful and depressing atmosphere. The bonfires were erected almost outside every shack. The weather there was quite chilly.

I required a place where I could take a rest and then again continue my journey in the morning. The moon was brimful and the sky was clear with full of scintillating stars. I increased my speed and reached the settlement. After I reached there everyone started staring at me with sceptic’s eyes. Little children ran away when l set my foot in the settlement. No one was primed to talk with me. After many trials, I assured people living there that I was not larceny or any anguish to them.