HPDBC Chapter 252 The human hideout? Is it right?
Chapter 252 The human hideout? Is it right?
Chapter 252 The human hideout? Is it right?
Chapter 252
"Achoo!"
Oliver sneezed and looked around. He suddenly had a strange feeling.
They were currently traveling to the place where the camp was supposed to be located.
The entire journey was eerily silent. The others were intimidated by Oliver's mysterious presence and did not dare to speak to him much.
The girl who had fainted earlier had woken up and was now walking normally. She occasionally tried to initiate small talk with him, to which he responded with crisp answers.
"Sir, I think this is where it should be..."
The man spoke to Oliver, who nodded and looked around.
As expected, the area was empty and barren. There was no trace of any possible settlement.
At least, that's what it seemed like at first glance.
Oliver narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over every rock and shadow, scanning the landscape with practiced precision.
Hmm... there's really nothing here, Oliver thought to himself. It seemed they still weren't in the right place.
But why do I feel uneasy? He had an odd feeling in his chest, wondering if he was moving too slowly with such a large group. Should he abandon them here?
In the end, he decided to lead them for a little longer to see for himself.
Just like that, the group continued walking for hours, stopping occasionally to search for traces of a hideout.
"Hmm?" Oliver raised his hand, motioning for everyone to stop.
He had seen something.
A figure stood atop a nearby rock, staring directly at them.
The figure noticed Oliver looking back and jumped down. The height was considerable, enough to turn an ordinary person into a pile of broken bones.
As the figure descended, Oliver's gaze remained fixed on him—sharp and unwavering.
The figure's features became more visible as he landed.
"Where are we headed?" Oliver asked.
"To the chief of this place, the one who oversees everything," the man replied as he led them to one of the larger camps.
Inside, Oliver immediately noticed a chair facing away from them.
"Chief, I've brought them as per your instructions," the man announced.
"Well done. Show the guests their accommodations," came the reply.
"Excuse me," one of the enslaved people spoke up nervously. "What will happen to us now?"
"You will stay here for a few days until the reinforcement group returns with other captives. Then we'll send you all back to human territories," the chief answered calmly.
Relief flickered across the faces of the freed captives, their shoulders sagging as if a great weight had been lifted. Oliver listened in silence, his mind seemingly occupied.
"Follow me. I'll show you where you can stay," the thin man said.
The group's spirits lifted. They were finally close to returning home.
The little girl seemed happy too, though she kept glancing at Oliver, hesitation evident in her eyes. Her mouth opened as if to speak, but she quickly closed it, her expression conflicted.
The thin man showed them to their quarters and left quickly.
"Umm..." The girl turned to look for Oliver, only to realize he had disappeared. Disappointment flickered across her face. She wanted to say something but held back.
She hugged her arms around herself, biting her lip. She had wanted to thank him, or maybe just to talk, but he was gone.
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Later, in the Chief's Tent
"Have you arranged everything?"
The thin man returned to the tent where the chief was waiting.
"Yes, all of them have been shown to their quarters," he replied.
"Good. It should suffice for now," the chief said. "I don't think they suspect anything."
"We've done as instructed. It's no longer our concern. Prepare for evacuation."
"Yes, sir," the thin man replied, his eyes turning cold. He cast a wary glance at the chief, a trace of fear visible in his posture, as if he were afraid to linger too long. A trace of fear and vigilance crossed his face.
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