Chapter 365: If It’s Tangled, Just Cut It (3)
The streets of the central district of Liqueur were always loud and chaotic, but now they were eerily silent. Where curses, shouting, and fistfights once filled the air every day, monsters now roamed freely.
Clatter.
These monsters were not mere animals. They searched through the buildings with their snouts and arms, sniffing and scanning carefully for surviving humans or hidden spaces.
Kiiiek!
Thud!
One monster searching a tavern seemed to come up empty and tossed aside a piece of debris before turning back.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
The monster’s footsteps were so loud that one could feel them gradually fading in real time as it moved farther away. Eventually, when the heavy footsteps were no longer within earshot...
Creak...
...a hidden compartment in the ceiling opened, and a man poked his head out cautiously. He was extremely thin. That was only natural, as the monsters had devoured not only human food but even the raw ingredients. In other words, the surviving humans in Liqueur now had to worry about starvation as well.
The man hiding in the tavern had risked his life to come here in search of food. His hiding skills were quite good, perhaps because he was used to living like this. He had managed to evade the monsters’ sharp senses and keen sense of smell. However, there was one thing he had overlooked.
Kikikikiki...