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Chapter 11 The Journey (Part 1)

Although its voice was obscure and eerie, Lynn was certain that it had just called his name.

Lynn got up from the bed.

"Lynn," the lizard continued calling Lynn's name.

Upon seeing Lynn's shocked and solemn expression, the lizard's lips slowly parted, as if in silent laughter.

Lynn was certain that he saw an emotion called happiness on the lizard's face.

It's like a child who has found a toy.

"Lynn".

"Lynn".

"Lynn."

The lizard-like monster crawling outside the window kept calling Lynn's name repeatedly.

This lizard doesn't sleep at night; it climbs up to its window and calls its own name.

I heard the sound of a window opening next door.

Immediately afterward, Lynn saw the giant lizard's pupils suddenly shrink, and the next moment its head quickly disappeared out of the window.

Only the faint sound of claw marks could be heard.

Lynn got up and went to the window. The window was empty, and there was no trace of the lizard.

The sound of the window opening just now came from the teacher's room next door.

It's obvious that it's terrified of Anglie.

Is this enormous, invisible lizard monster a monster kept by the teacher?

Lynn remembered mentioning in his notes that many wizards had a penchant for raising monsters.

Some wizards also create their own alchemical golems or keep servants from other races.

In wizarding experiments, these servants and pets can sometimes play a significant role, and they themselves can also be excellent experimental subjects.

The lizard potion that caused Lauren's mutation may contain some ingredients that are related to this invisible lizard monster.

The next day, Lynn was woken up very early by the noise outside.

"Oh my god, what's that on the wall, Dad? Come and see!"

A boy's surprised voice came from downstairs.

Shortly afterward, a man's exclamation came from downstairs.

Lynn put on her coat, buttoned it up, and wore her leather boots before going downstairs.

"Guest, you're awake."

A faint milky aroma wafted by as a slightly plump woman in a light red dress passed by with a cup of milk in her hand.

Lynn walked outside the farmhouse, where two men, one big and one small, were standing in the yard.

It was a bit dark yesterday, so I couldn't see the man's face clearly, but it's much clearer in the daytime now.

The man had brown curly hair, wore a light yellow turtleneck sweater underneath a small jacket, and slim-fit jeans with knee-high boots.

The boy next to him was probably his child, who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old, with freckles all over his face and a rather robust build.

Following their gaze, Lynn noticed that the outer wall was covered with shocking claw marks.

These marks looked quite gruesome, like those of some kind of wild beast.

Lynn probably knew what it was.

Judging from the length and spacing of the claw marks, this monster was definitely not small.

"No wonder I noticed Sweet Potato wasn't behaving well this morning," Donjid said. "He was hiding in his doghouse the whole time, and wouldn't come out no matter how much I called him."

Compared to his simple son, Tangjide thought of much more.

Something that had never happened before occurred last night after these two travelers came to my house to rest. Moreover, the location of the claw marks was the closest to the guest's room.

Although he couldn't be sure if it was related to Lynn and the others, he felt he should get rid of the two guests as soon as possible.

Tangjide took a plate of sliced ​​bread and some warmed fresh milk from the kitchen and carried the food to the stable.

"Old Kim, have some breakfast."

Old Kim rubbed his eyes.

"Why are you being so generous today, you miser?" Old Kim said without any politeness. Although he had rested in the carriage all night and was wrapped in a blanket, he was still a little cold.

Drinking a warm glass of milk right now is the most comforting thing ever.

"What are the backgrounds of those two guests?" Tang Jide inquired quietly.

"I don't know. You know, the worst thing you can do in my line of work is to ask about the background of your customers," Old Kim mumbled, taking a bite of bread.

Watching Donjid turn and leave with a furrowed brow and a heavy heart, Old Kim knew perfectly well what was going on, but said nothing.

How could he not know that these two guests were a bit strange? Yesterday, as soon as that tall, odd man dressed like his own old curtains approached, Lily and Jin Dou kept calling out.

Lily and Jin Dou have been with him for almost ten years. They are very intelligent and won't get nervous even if the man looks fierce.

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However, it wasn't really his concern, and he didn't intend to know much about it; he was just an old stableman trying to earn a living.

His job was to get them to Bangor; nothing else mattered to him.

As long as you don't ask unnecessary questions or cause trouble, you'll be safe.

After breakfast, Lynn prepared to leave.

"Hey, are you a guest from afar?"

A voice came from behind me.

Lynn turned around and saw the little boy standing behind her, staring intently at her.

Lynn smiled. "I guess so."

The place where I first fled was in the north.

It's quite far from here, at least Lynn can believe that many people, many people who live here, may never have left such a far place in their entire lives.

"Can you tell me about your place?" the little boy asked, his eyes shining.

Lynn didn't remember much, since not long after he transmigrated there, a plague and war broke out, and the price of food skyrocketed due to a drought.

If they weren't desperate to survive, the people from their hometown wouldn't have fled.

Lynn thought for a moment, "Actually, it's not that different from yours, except that our dialect is a little different from yours."

"oh."

The little boy's eyes dimmed, as if they had lost their light.

"However, something miraculous happened on my escape route. When we passed through a small village, a plague broke out there, and many people in the village died."

The boy was clearly afraid of the word "death," but he still stared intently at Lynn, too curious about the story Lynn was telling.

After all, he has never left his hometown since birth.

The farthest he ever went was to a town about twenty miles away. His father bought him a brand new pair of cowboy hats, but he rarely wore them while doing farm work, only taking them out during holidays.

"There were no living people in that village. Some people wanted to search the village to see if they could find some food or stay overnight in a house. But in the middle of the night, some people discovered that many monsters rushed out of the mountains behind the village."

Those monsters were terrifying in appearance, looking like they were stitched together from many corpses. One had five heads and ten arms, was as fat as a ball, and had many stitch marks on its body.

Lynn spoke up.

The boy swallowed hard.

This is terrifying, just like the scary stories adults tell.

Moreover, it was based on someone else's personal experience.

Judging from the little boy's tense and frightened expression, he'll probably have nightmares tonight.

"Hahahaha." Seeing the little boy's frightened look, Lynn couldn't help but chuckle. "Don't worry, I was just kidding, it's not that scary."

The little boy, whose face was flushed from nervousness, breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, your story was really scary. I thought there really were monsters like that."

"It's not as exaggerated as five heads and ten hands, it's just three heads and five hands," Lynn said.

The boy's face, which had just breathed a sigh of relief, instantly froze.

(End of this chapter)