Chapter 34. The Reason Wings Rot in the Cave (2)
The central and southern regions had fertile plains along the great river. The temperature and humidity created an ideal environment for living, allowing high-quality fruits and vegetables to grow in abundance.
Monsters couldn't set foot in such places. Before the Dark Lord's descent, it had been a distant dream for them to even attempt it. Areas near rivers, rich in resources and fertile land, solely belonged to humans. These were places where the moonlight was soft and flowers bloomed beautifully.
Thud.
I heard something fall while I was lost in thought. It was the sound of Rena plopping onto a blanket. Soon, her light breaths softly echoed within the hall.
Is she asleep?
I quietly observed the woman. She didn't seem to be pretending to sleep. She had been hanging in the spider web for three days and nights, so she hadn't eaten or slept properly.
I placed another layer of the adventurers’ travel blanket over her. I had plenty of time to think about this woman, so I quietly reconsidered my decision to accept her. I believed my judgment was not wrong.
Moving toward my goal alone would come with many limitations. First, I needed someone who understood humans. The ones I would kill soon were also humans, and those I would kill in ten or twenty years would be humans called heroes.
Hmm.
Rattle.
In truth, I also had the thought of trying to find a companion. I had failed to make Rubia a companion. Before that, I had rattled around aimlessly for twenty years. Excluding my master, I had no one I could call a companion.