Chapter 56 Between the mountains

The nightingale slowly walked along the mountain path.

The road under her feet is only wide in shoulders, with huge stone walls beside her, and steep rocks opposite her, which are about one meter wide apart, and the gullies in the middle are bottomless.

She was careful to stick to the stone wall to prevent herself from slipping down.

Looking up, there was only a thin line in the sky that was slightly shiny, like a silver thread hanging in the night sky.

But she knew that it was just after noon and even during the day, she needed to raise a torch, and the light that flowed through the rock wall was not enough to illuminate the road ahead.

After walking for a long time, she may even feel like she is walking inside the mountains.

The only benefit here is that despite the cold wind whistling in the mountains and heavy snow, the gorge walls are never affected.

Occasionally, a few snowflakes fall from the top of their heads, and they quickly turn into water vapor when they fall on the mountain wall or path.

There is a temperature that is not commensurate with the outside world, and occasionally she can see the heat rising in the abyss under her feet.

If not, she wouldn't dare to go to the Desperate Mountains alone in the Demon Moon.

The fog can make her hide her body, but it cannot isolate the temperature.

If you hike forward against the cold wind, you will probably die of freezing in the snow in less than an hour.

But Nightingale didn't want to stay here for a moment because she always felt something was watching her in the dark, which made her feel creepy.

If possible, Nightingale hopes to walk the entire way in the fog, but unfortunately her physical strength doesn't support her doing that.Long-term use of her ability will soon exhaust her.

The nightingale raised the torch, and the rocks opposite appeared and disappeared. In the faint firelight, she could occasionally see black shadows of different sizes on the stone wall opposite.

Nightingale knew that those were caves, because they were very deep, the light could not be shined in, and it looked like a cluster of black shadows.

The stone wall close to me also has deep holes corresponding to each other in the same position.

This reminded her of the rumors of the North Slope Mine Cave. It is said that it used to be the nest of underground monsters, and there were many forks in it, which were dug out by the monsters.

The Beipo Mountain is just a corner of the desperate mountain range. Will there be channels connected to the mines in these caves?

This thought made her shudder.

To the west of the Desperate Mountains is a wilderness that no one has set foot. If countless holes can be dug out inside the towering mountains that stretch for hundreds of miles, it is probably only the monsters living in the wilderness can do it.

She didn't dare to think about it anymore and focused on continuing to move forward.

Finally, the road ahead changed, and the shoulder-wide road was divided into two, one slightly upward, and the other turned straight downward, extending deeper, and the end quickly submerged into the darkness. No one knew where the road finally led.

Standing at the fork point, the feeling of being stared at has become very strong, as if countless pairs of eyes were looking at her in the darkness, making her mouth dry and her scalp numb.

The nightingale gritted her teeth, opened the fog, and walked up quickly.Soon, the strange feeling disappeared.

As the altitude increases, the surrounding temperature gradually decreases, and the silver wire above the head becomes wider and wider.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a huge cave appeared in front of her right, and the lower edge of the cave entrance was slightly higher than the road surface.

She raised her legs and stepped into the cave, and the fire could be seen faintly deep in the cave.

This is where the Co-Assist Association hides.

The nightingale stepped out of the fog and was immediately discovered by the witch responsible for the alert. A black gas wall blocked her, but it quickly disappeared invisible. The darkness made a cry of surprise from her companions. You are back!

Finally back, she thought, but when she noticed the two white cloths wrapped around her companion's arms, the nightingale's just jumping sank again, and there were two more sisters...

The other party's voice stopped for a moment, uh...Ah, it was Aining and Ash who failed to survive their adulthood five days ago.She forced a smile and said, "This is something that happens often, isn't it?"Let’s not talk about this anymore, hurry up and go to the camp, Wendy has been talking about you for a long time.

Aining and Aich, a pair of twins brought out from the wealthy family in the Dragon Ridge, ended up their lives in this deep mountain.

Nightingale sometimes wonders whether she is doing this correctly. If she does not take the two of them away, at least they can enjoy a life of full food and clothing before death, without having to follow everyone to live a life of wandering and displaced and living without a fixed place.

But when thinking of Wendy, a warm current surged in Nightingale's heart. If she hadn't reached out to her help, she would probably still be like a puppet, used as a tool that could be discarded at any time.

By the way, I have to tell her the news earlier and tell all the sisters that they no longer have to hide like mice. Someone is willing to accept them, and... it is possible to spend the annual awakening day safely and soundly!

Walking into the camp, Nightingale saw a familiar figure squatting by the bonfire to process food. Before the person arrived, she couldn't help but shout: Wendy, I'm back.

The other party paused, raised his head, and then showed the familiar smile of the Nightingale. Veronica, welcome home.

Wendy is an extremely kind woman and one of the earliest members of the Co-Aid Association.

Now that she is thirty, she can't see a wrinkle on her face. Her straight reddish-brown hair is almost waist-length, her facial features are mature and charming, and she looks like a big sister to everyone.

She cares about every sister of the Co-Aid Association, and she provides help to the best of her ability, whether in daily life or psychological counseling.

If it weren't for Wendy, it wouldn't be possible that so many witches would have gathered so quickly.

It was because of her that Nightingale resolutely escaped from her family and embarked on a journey to find the holy mountain with her.She is one of the few people who know her original name.

I have said it many times, I am no longer the cowardly little girl from the past, Nightingale smiled and shook her head. I am now a powerful witch, Veronica no longer exists.

You were you in the past, and getting rid of the nightmares of the past does not mean leaving you with the past. Wendy said softly, of course, as long as you like it.Nightingale, I have been waiting for you to come back, thank you all the way.

Well, Nightingale walked up and hugged her, thank you.

After a while, Wendy asked: How is that girl? Have you... been unable to save her?

Speaking of this, Nightingale suddenly felt energetic. She grabbed the other person's arm and said excitedly: No, she doesn't need me to save it. On the contrary, she saved all of us!Then she told the story of the border town in detail. The lord there was Roland Wimbledon, the fourth prince of the Grayburg Kingdom, who was willing to take us in.And he also promised that one day in the future, the witch would be able to live like a free man in his territory!