Chapter: 622

For a moment he hesitated as he turned around and looked towards Losla.

He didn’t say anything, he simply looked. Jay expected to feel something as he gave his home one last glance, however, there were no emotions at all. No emotional outburst. Nothing. He was almost disappointed in a sense.

He could see the small hill that the adventurer guild perched on – though the guild looked so small now that it was like a brown dot on top of the hill.

As for Losla, he couldn’t even see it; its buildings were hidden beneath the trees and the rolling hills.

Jay didn’t notice as he journeyed, but the terrain was not flat at all. The only signs of Losla were some plumes of smoke slowly trailing above it as people woke up and began to warm themselves by their fireplace or cooked their breakfast.

An odd smile came across Jay’s face as he remembered waking up in his warm bed, watching the elusive mist sheep in the field before getting up for the day.

There may have been no memories of good people, but he still had some pleasant memories, albeit small and fleeting.

Now, there was no warm bed. Jay was standing in the shadow of the mountain; a chilling wind blowing across his face as he glared at Losla as if he were a war general plotting his attacks on the settlement, and he stood there cold for a moment, both physically and in spirit as the tails of his molodus coat lightly waved in the wind.

With an exhale, he knew it was time to leave.

He turned his back to Losla and began walking.

“Move out.” he commanded mentally, deciding not to break the silence.

The skeletons carried the throne and followed their master.

Jay didn’t board his throne, but walked himself until Losla was completely out of sight. He didn’t understand why, but he felt like he had to do this part alone.

As he walked around the mountain, he noticed something strange…

On the other side of the mountain was a desert which seemed to follow along the back of the mountain range, continuing to his left and wrapping half-way around the base of the mountain, while it continued to follow along the side of the mountain range to the right for as far as he could see – and from where he was looking, the mountain range seemed endless.

It was odd to see though mostly because it only continued for a few hundred meters away from the mountain before the forest suddenly began again; it seemed almost like it was designed, as it was very unnatural to go from a sparse desert to a lush forest.

Before crossing the desert, Jay decided to sit down and have some breakfast first – thought it was really just some dried meat which he had to slowly chew his way through.

“Mmm delicious” Jay smiled, glad that he could make more of it and have at least one creature comfort. He might be living in the wilderness for the time being, but he still knew how to make some good jerky.

As he ate quietly, something began to happen in the desert sands. Movement.

Before his eyes, some small black points began slowly emerging from the desert sands.

Jay stood up, prepared to flee or attack, but to his surprise, all the small black points disappeared into the sand again as they responded to his motions, and it looked as if they were quickly sucked back down by something below.

“Huh?” he squinted.

He waited for a moment, but nothing happened.

Jay quietly sat back down again and kept watching – he made sure all the skeletons stood still too.

After a few moments, it began to happen again. The black tips pushed their way out of the sand slowly.