Free Web NovelChapter 904: Chapter 448: What an Amazing Prophecy!
The wisdom beasts in the forest resent these cursed people that bring disaster and make things difficult for them at every turn.
This Beastman Race is rejected by the Forgotten Forest.
Their farmland is intentionally destroyed, and for the past decade, the harvested food has only been enough to meet half of the clan’s minimum needs.
Thus, the elders of the clan would voluntarily leave at night, leaving more food for the warriors and children.
Many others, after some "arrangements", chose to enter human society, trying to find ways to help the clan resolve its issues.
But in the end, none of those people returned.
Although none of the Beast Ear Clan want to leave this hard-found home, they know in their hearts—it is their limit just to have held on until now.
It’s time to make the choice to leave.
"Ah ah ah!"
The clan’s Great Shaman, an elder called the Wise Man, stands in the center of the altar at this moment, his head tilted back, eyes wide and blurry, staring fearfully at the Blood Moon in the sky.
This unexpectedly appearing Blood Moon seems to signify an unavoidable crisis in his interpretation. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
"Disaster! This is a Blood Omen!"
"Leave!"
"It’s time, the clan must leave here!!!"
He roars out the answer that all clansmen have already known in their hearts, swinging his arms broadly, his agitated figure falling into the eyes of all the beastmen.
Leave.
Leave here!
"Let’s go!"
"I have heard the prophecy of the ancestors—[we will find the perfect home]!"
"Let us depart!!!"
In the distance, a sturdy young man dragged heavy goods behind him, limping slowly out of the dark forest.
"..."
The Paladin, mixed with dwarf blood, shakes his head watching this scene, especially after noting that among the few remaining beastmen, only a few still have a light in their eyes, sighing.
"The prophecy is good, but it doesn’t have much credibility..."
"Sigh!"
He looks at the package he placed under the tree.
After waking from unconsciousness, he had thoroughly checked; none of the items inside were missing, the impoverished beastmen had not opened to check.
There isn’t anything special in there, just various special races’ blood that Herbert instructed him to collect in the Dark Territory.
If he were to return with these to report to Herbert, he would consider the task successfully completed.
But now...
"I can’t leave yet."
As a Paladin, Cyril simply cannot abandon these pitiful people.
Watching those ready to leave but without a destination beastmen, he sighs helplessly in his heart.
"Even if it’s to repay the favor of saving my life, I must accompany them through this journey."
"It’s just..."
Cyril thought with a look of difficulty:
"Can my strength alone really help them?"
"But, besides me seeking to repay the favor, who else would want to help these cursed people?"
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"Cough cough cough!"
A cough, revealing guiltiness, sounds by Herbert’s ear, followed by a half-human high snow-white cat appearing with frosty wind, jumping before him.
"Herbert!"
"Cough cough, I’ve come to find you!"
"I’ve come to talk to you about something... hmm? Eh!?"
It initially wanted to continue saying its prepared lines, but blinked curiously and paused, asking: "Strange, why do you have the scent of the Lady of the Moon?"
Did I smell it wrong?
As it turns out, Herbert merely nodded.
Herbert, staring blankly at the spot where the Silver Moon Goddess disappeared, responded subconsciously after being asked:
"Oh, She just rewarded me a bit earlier."
"Earlier, I barely managed to preserve my innocence against adversity."
Hecayas: ?
The cat doesn’t understand. ƒгeewёbnovel.com
But the cat is greatly shocked.
Human, what did you do!!?
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