Chapter 175: Don’t cry. Don’t cry (15)
Kiiing!
The translucent blue curtain flicked the thorny vines that were pushing into the building.
Kagagagak!
The thorns scraped along the surface of the sphere, trying to find a way inside.
I watched as soldiers ran around, and the commander of the royal guard observed them. Behind them, the staff working at this residence were also rushing around, blocking the windows.
It seemed like they had frames set up in advance to block the vines. When they pressed a hard plate and pulled the adjacent frame, a clunking sound was heard, and the windows were sealed.
The workers stopped moving and began checking the inside while we were in a small shelter.
It was definitely a high-security place.
The security was better than I expected. Seeing how easily the witch infiltrated this place, it must mean that she is exceptionally powerful.
At the moment, there aren’t many harvesters awake in the capital. Some were swept away by the vines growing along the road and died, others fell asleep when pierced by the thorns, while some were trembling inside their homes, watching in fear as the thorns slowly crept inside.
Even if the door was tightly sealed, branches began growing through the cracks, stabbing people with sharp tips. It wasn’t like a bee sting where venom was injected, but the thorns simply grew slowly. Even a slight prick from these thorns would cause someone to lose consciousness and fall asleep.
Since we’re in a shielded area, no thorns have managed to burrow inside.