NovelUpdateThe way the villagers looked at them was indeed strange.
By all lock, this was a completely isolated island. The people here had supposedly lived for generations without any contact with the outside world. However, they showed no signs of alum or wariness toward the large group of people who appeared.
Instead, their gazes seemed to be filled with... pity As Felicia walked through the village, she noticed that every single person she passed looked at her with the sdistant, indifferent sympathy.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEven when she approached and spoke to them directly, they responded normally, but their eyes remained cold and oddly sorrowful It had been just one or two people, she might have dismissed it. But everyone was like that. The eeriness of it crept under her skin.
By the tthe sun was starting to set, she had found no useful answers. Stephan and the four men who had chased after him were still missing, and no one in the village claimed to have seen them Felicia fiddled with her communicator, finally managing to make contact with the rest of the team. Just as Maurice had said, the others had also been found unconscious and later rescued by the villagers.
Shad recovered fully, while the others who were more heavily affected by the poison were still in the process of healing one of them asked for her location through the communicator, planning to regroup with her. Just as Felicia was about to respond, Maurice suddenly grabbed her wrist. "What's wrong?" she asked.
She looked dupandi immediately saw it. The thick, white fog was creeping in from the distance, rolling in fast like an approaching tide.
The two of them exchanged a glance, then quickly backed off at full speed. So, that was why the old woman warned them to be back before dark.
Felicia grabbed Maurice's wrist as they ran, quickly issuing an urgent order into the communicator, telling them to stay put. They'd regroup in the morning after the fog cleared They sprinted toward the old woman's house, but the fog moved unnaturally fast.
Felicia glanced over her shoulder to check their distance, only to misstep. Her balance wavered, and she nearly tumbled forward. Fortunately, Maurice caught her and yanked her back Unfortunately, she had twisted her ankle The sharp pain caused her to furrow her brows and her face to turn pale. Despite that, she gritted her teeth and steadied herself to keep moving forward.
Then, without warning, her body was lifted off the ground. Maurice had picked her up.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"You" Felicia wasn't accustomed t dro, nor did she like, being in such close proximity to him. Just as she was about to struggle, Maurice stopped her. The fog was nearly upon them. She had no choice but to swallow her protest Maurice moved swiftly, his long strides covering much ground quickly. Fortunately, they weren't far from the house, and within moments, they reached the decorated residence, As he pushed the door open, his gaze briefly lingered on the vibrant decorations. His lips parted slightly, and he murmured something under his breath.
Felicia, too distracted to hear him properly, asked, "What did you say?!" Maurice looked at her deeply, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. In the end, he said nothing and carried Felicia through the door.
Felicia would never know the absurd thought that crossed his mind in that fleeting second "carried you through a door with wedding O decorations like this. Does that mean I've already married you?" The old woman was still seated inside, cutting intricate paper pattems meant to be plastered across the windows. But now, there were a few more people present.
A young woman dressed in a dazzling wedding gown twirled y around excitedly while a group of older women tussed over her, En adjusting her skirt and admiring the embroidery. Judging by the scene, she was the bride for tomorrow's wedding As Felicia and Maurice stepped inside, the old woman smiled warmly and greeted them.
Felicia acknowledged the others briefly before turning her attention back to the conversation happening among the women. They were still chatting about the upcoming wedding, discussing the procession and the banquet preparations. Meanwhile, the young bride's gaze lingered on Felicia and Maurice. Her bright, curious eyes scanned them carefully, and slowly, she shuffled closer to Felicia's side. Then, in an Innocent yet
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