Chapter 300. Village Of Vale
The sun rose steadily, casting its golden glow over a vast, green landscape. A village nestled between a dense forest and a winding river came to life with the gentle morning breeze. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of fresh earth and blooming flowers. Birds chirped melodiously, adding to the peaceful atmosphere.
By the riverbank, a young girl walked barefoot, carrying a clay pot to fetch water. Her long blonde hair cascaded down her back, swaying slightly with each step. Her blue eyes gleamed with innocence, and her pale skin looked even more radiant under the morning sun.
As she reached the water’s edge, she knelt down, dipping her pot into the cool stream. She hummed softly, a familiar village tune echoing through the air.
Suddenly, her song was cut short.
Her eyes widened in shock as she noticed something floating in the river.
At first, she thought it was just driftwood, but as the current brought it closer, she realized—
It was a person.
A young boy, unconscious, his dark hair slicked back from the water, his body gently swaying with the river’s movement.
Panic surged through her. Without hesitation, she dropped her pot and waded into the river, her heart pounding. The water was cold, but she barely noticed.
As she reached him, she carefully turned him over, placing a hand against his nose and mouth.
He was breathing.