Chapter 103 A Hidden Settlement of Strangeness
The middle-aged woman seemed human at first glance. Her hair was tied into a bun, slightly unkempt. Her hands were calloused from strenuous housework and judging by her walking posture, her skeletal structure faced a mild deformity due to carrying heavy luggage for extended durations over the years.
Overall, other than her slightly abnormal strength, she seemed no different from a normal human. As the middle-aged woman walked through the forest, hovering in the air four metres away and gliding overhead was the Empyrean Zinger Scout.
As it was merely nail-sized, its smooth gliding made no sounds, not even for the faintest of ears. Shadowing forty metres away were Inala and Asaeya.
Held in his left was the egg with his daughter while in his right was a Bone Slip. It was Asaeya's Bone Slip. Whenever she thought of something, she would insert her thoughts into it and he would access them just as a Mammoth Clansman normally accessed a Bone Slip.
Similarly, Asaeya held his Bone Slip. This way, even though no words were exchanged between the two, they were able to constantly communicate with one another.
Currently, the Prana levels of both were at their minimum most, hence why they were so cautious. Inala had four Prana while Asaeya had six. Everything else had been spent during their escape from the Boar King.
Asaeya didn't have a Storage Lantern. She had just become an elite and hadn't been granted one yet. As for Inala's Storage Lantern, it only had 200 Parute fruits. All the Prana Bombs he saved were consumed to make the giant Prana Bomb.
Unless they chanced upon a weak Pranic Beast, it would be hard for them to recover their Prana. Hence, it was prudent to remain cautious.
After an hour of travelling, the middle-aged woman entered a lush green valley surrounded by mountains on all sides like a bird's nest. The only entrance was a narrow creek wide enough for a human to walk through.
The location was a utopia as the sole entrance wasn't wide enough for typical Pranic Beasts to pass through. Two women were stationed guard at the entrance, carrying wooden spears. Their clothes were simplistic at best, a mix of cotton and leather.
It was apparent that they didn't have the tools or the resources to produce proper clothes like in a settlement.
There was a clearing of twenty metres between the forest and the creak as the duo of Inala and Asaeya stopped there, communicating with each other through their respective Bone Slips.
"Shall we pose as travellers and enter from the front?" Asaeya asked.
"No, that's foolish." Inala said, using his experience as an artist to glean into the details of the attire of the two guards, "At first glance, they seem to resemble refugees. Judging by the poor workmanship of their clothes, it has been a while since they ran away from a Kingdom. And for some reason, they either didn't bother to make new clothes or simply couldn't find any resources to do so."
"I don't feel the second case can be the reason." Asaeya expressed her doubts, "We've seen that mighty river nearby. The soil here is fertile enough for these trees to grow. So, growing some cotton plants shouldn't have been an issue."
"You're right," Inala nodded and motioned for her to follow him. The duo circled around the mountain for a couple of minutes before stopping.
The guards were only stationed at the entrance. Therefore, all other locations were fair game to scout.
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