I Became a Childhood Friend With the Villainous Saintess

Chapter 17: A Perilous Journey (2)

The blue light of dawn was gradually fading in the forest.

The sun, still drowsy, lifted its head hesitantly.

As if embarrassed by its disheveled face, the dawn sulked.

The wind was particularly harsh today. The sturdy trees swayed, whispering mischievous jokes among themselves.

I could almost hear their inaudible laughter echoing in my ears.

The forest opened its enormous maw toward us.

As if it might swallow us whole at any moment.

“They’re still following us, aren’t they?”