Chapter 249: The Loathsome Life of Lua (7)
Four shadows revealed themselves on the highland where silence had settled. The cliff soaring into the sky as if to touch the horizon was filled with purple flowers. Lua was being dragged by me with her arms tied. Eve was walking behind her. Behind Eve was a cart, and on the cart was a certain lump. The cart was covered by a fairly large partition and wine barrels, thoroughly concealing the fact that the lump was there. Eve hugged Cellu in her arms and looked at her surroundings.
Lamias were poking their heads out from the crevices of the cliff's rocks and watching their procession. Bound tightly together by curiosity, fear, and love for their queen, they were preparing for an ambush. Eve drew her curved sword with a heavy expression. After Cellu came down to the ground, she looked at me again.
I laid Lua down on the ground and drew my sword. It wasn't a holy sword. It was a cheap 50 silver sword borrowed from the local forge. Lua spoke.
"To think it would end like this, after all."
I wordlessly looked around the surroundings again. There were no humans who came to watch the Lamia Execution Ceremony because of the group beating of the fish-men. Grudges naturally work in an irrational direction, so people poured more interest into the Fish-man Execution Ceremony that directly swept through the port. The Lamias took their positions one by one and revealed their heads.
At that sight of them seemingly threatening us while showing off their sharp fingernails, Lua instead made a precarious expression and scolded her subordinates.
"What are you doing! Stay quietly!"
I looked around the surroundings again. Only the Lamias were approaching closely. I said to Eve.
"Eve, could you look around the surroundings a bit? To see if there are any people watching this scene."