Chapter 43: Hope
Sebastian and Kirin followed quietly behind Johan, their faces filled with raw despair, which made Johan's eyes droop too.
They were currently walking on a red-bricked footpath by the stone road where carriages were running. Crowds of children and teens played tag, chasing each other, while couples enjoyed deep conversations, standing so close to each other it looked like they might start making out anytime.
The whole street was covered in beautiful blue and red lanterns, flowery decorations perched on top of every food stand and shop.
Night was cold, the chilly air from the ocean adding to the serene comfort of the beautiful evening.
Johan looked around, trying to find a good food stall—they hadn't eaten in three days. Not a single bite besides one small salted fish. Back in Vexely, they hadn't even had time to disguise themselves before Olivia's corrupted self ambushed them, and after that, they'd traveled nonstop over the largest ocean in the world.
And as a cancer patient, Sebastian also needed nutrition.
'I should've asked Beatrice for some money...' Johan sighed. His body could function fine without food, but the same couldn't be said for Sebastian and Kirin.
He turned back to look at them. "Kirin, do you know Mushma hosts a carnival every night for almost a thousand years to thank the Goddess for giving them so much?" Johan said with a smile, clearly trying to cheer Kirin up.
Kirin just stared at him, her eyes as dull as a fish.
"Let's get something to eat!" Sebastian said in an awkward, enthusiastic voice, trying his best to help Johan.
Johan nodded hesitantly and instantly grabbed Kirin's hand, walking up to a small shop by the corner, pushing the crowd of people surrounding it away.