Chapter 1354: Chapter 81: The Second Little Yellow... Diary Appears
Chapter 1354: Chapter 81: The Second Little Yellow… Diary Appears
Teresa silently followed behind the group, afraid that a momentary distraction might cause her to lose them, so her gaze constantly locked onto the people ahead.
Anyone would do, as long as her sight wasn’t filled with empty darkness… the sound of footsteps was enough to slightly calm her.
“Mr. Norman, was it through this passage that the clan’s team discovered the humans living in the deep pit at the time?”
Boss Luo’s voice echoed, clear as a dripping sound in a cave.
A soft “Hmm” came from Mister Vampire further ahead.
It seemed that was the case—since Mister Vampire could vividly recall the way out, it was naturally because he had traveled it before—having traveled it before, he could safely lead the group out—there was nothing illogical about that.
After walking for about ten minutes, there seemed to be a hint of air movement—thus, the air was no longer stagnant, but injected with some fresh vigor.
At least, Teresa sensed the smell of decay seemed to disperse a bit… she involuntarily took a few deep breaths but maintained her silence and vigilance.
“What sound is that?” The Golden Dragon paused, listening intently as if confused.
It remained floating several inches in the air, releasing an invisible guard around its head to avoid another bump—but the following journey presented no similar incidents.
“Probably the wind,” Mister Vampire nonchalantly replied… the curious thing was, despite vampires having a natural advantage in hearing, it seemed the sensitivity of this columnist’s hearing surpassed his own.
The wind blew through the cave, creating varying air pressures due to the complex terrain, resulting in sound… nothing surprising there.
Would it evoke fear… except for Teresa, none present would feel intimidated by the eerie atmosphere.
The peculiar sound gradually became clearer.
The Golden Dragon shook its head: “Doesn’t sound like the wind, several parts are connected… seems more like the sound of some instrument.”
“Why would there be an instrument here?” Teresa instinctively voiced her query, too tense to hold it back.
“Let’s go take a look,” Fafnir calmly suggested, floating toward the source of the sound—it was eager to find something to vent its frustrations on.
After fainting then waking, the Golden Dragon’s robust recovery left it no longer feeling drained from battling those vines… instead, its energy was suppressed by the bizarre drug, making it feel even stronger upon recovery, as though it could take on ten opponents.
But it must maintain elegance and beauty!
Visibly, the Golden Dragon acted independently, Mister Vampire frowned… only to see Boss Luo naturally following, with the maid tagging along.
After hesitating briefly, Teresa felt the morning visitors to her sister Maria were more familiar, and with resolution, she quickly joined them.
Mister Vampire calculated internally, concluding it would be safer not to let these mysterious individuals out of sight, thus deciding to take young Mina along as well.
The cavern interior wasn’t exactly a maze, yet had several forks—notably, the sound guided the Golden Dragon swiftly to the source.
It emanated from a cave along the passage.
The sound was now clear… it did indeed resemble the sound of some instrument. However, it was evidently not human-played given the chaotic sound parts.
The Golden Dragon’s palm emitted a fireball, illuminating the surroundings as it examined the cave’s entrance—walking about a few meters forward would reveal an obstruction.
It was comprised of animal skins and skeletal frames, resembling a door curtain-like thing.
“Seems someone used to live here,” Fafnir remarked as it turned around, lifting the animal skin curtain to enter, with the group following one by one.
The space beyond the curtain wasn’t large, approximately ten square meters.
There was a stone slab placed centrally, resembling a table, dry algae laid across the floor… and some rudimentary tools.
The sound source was quickly found, being emitted from a bone flute on the stone slab—external airflow entering here resulted in the chaotic sounds heard.
[Ah—!]
Teresa let out a soft exclamation.
At the edge of her vision, she saw two skeletons placed in the cave corner—seated atop the dry algae.
“Human bones…” Teresa nervously clutched her collar tightly.
“Seems they are the two beings that the diary of Little Yellow mentioned were exiled,” the Golden Dragon commented, having seemingly lost interest in further exploration.
Hm… unhappy without a target to vent.
Yet, it looked intrigued at the vampire nearby, also observing the cave—being so close to the exit, or practically beside it, it seemed odd Mister Vampire appeared unaware of the place.
Logically… the Torrido Clan team should have thoroughly explored the area upon entry, clearly noting the geography—it’s impossible they missed this cave.
After all, there were no specific concealment measures—nor did they make any effort to conceal.
However, Mister Vampire remained silent, and the Golden Dragon felt lazy speaking further, redirecting its focus on Luo’s face, contemplating how to rid Luo’s annoying unattractive girlfriend post-return.
No one knew—at least not those within the Unhuman Domain—that this popular emotional columnist was practically inexperienced in romantic exploits, simply put—a theoretical expert with no real-world experience.
…
“Having discovered nothing noteworthy, let’s leave,” Bazby unexpectedly spoke amidst the silence.
“Seems there’s a diary here too,” Boss Luo said, approaching the skeletons… he extended his hand, and the maid promptly placed a handkerchief on her master’s palm.
Luo Qiu’s actions were gentle, avoiding any compromise to the skeleton’s integrity—moving a hand bone to uncover a roll of hide notes beneath.
Boss Luo appeared pleased, “This diary looks complete… perhaps it can reveal their story after leaving the pit.”
“Oh? Is this a continuation of that little, diary?” The Golden Dragon’s eyes squinted—full of bright allure—notably excited at the thought of a complete seamy narrative!
“Read it?” Boss Luo asked, glancing at those present.
Yes!
The Golden Dragon nearly yelled, eyes shining brightly… its gaze akin to a husky poised before its owner, tail wagging expectantly.
“Don’t waste time.”
Contrarily, Mister Vampire interjected coldly, “We don’t know if Lost Canine might stir again. Since we’ve found the item, if you wish to read, do so upon return.”
“Mr. Norman is absolutely right.” Boss Luo smiled, “It was my oversight… Well then, let’s return to the surface for now.”
Saying this, he wrapped the animal-skin diary in a handkerchief and handed it to the maid—seeing this, the bloodsucker directly stepped out of the cave.
This time, Boss Luo was the first to follow.
He walked right behind Mister Vampire, “Mr. Norman doesn’t seem particularly interested in the follow-up of this story.”
The bloodsucker didn’t even turn his head, “Haven’t we already seen the follow-up? They left the deep pit, settled down here, and ultimately faced death… similar stories happen quite often in the real world. No matter how heroic or poignant, haven’t we heard them before?”
“I tend to believe that perception is something that happens in stages.” Luo Qiu said casually, “A food you haven’t eaten in a long time can suddenly seem very desirable. But if you eat the same food every day, you’d grow tired of it… but the taste is actually the same… Perhaps, one day Mr. Norman will suddenly recall and feel a fleeting desire to know what happened.”
Suddenly, he stopped, turned around and studied Luo Qiu intently before nodding, “You resemble a member of the Torrido Clan more than any of the Torrido vampires.”
Boss Luo blinked his eyes and curiously asked, “Is that so?”
Mister Vampire said indifferently, “Typically, only those idle enough to a certain degree pursue such elusive things… Those who need to survive never stop.”
Boss Luo pondered, “Not knowing the hardships of the human world?”
“Think whatever you wish.”
The bloodsucker replied indifferently, perhaps emphasizing, or something else, and as he resumed walking, he whispered, “Besides, there’s really nothing remarkable about the follow-up to this story. They merely couldn’t tolerate loneliness, gave birth to a child, and in the end, perished at the child’s hands.”
Boss Luo opened his mouth, then shook his head, half-jokingly, “Spoiling the plot early is somewhat uncivilized… Better to leave some suspense for future generations.”
This time, Mister Vampire didn’t reply, and walked faster, seeming to hasten his steps.
The maid approached her master, seeing Luo Qiu staring at the receding figure with a questioning look… At this moment Luo Qiu smiled and said, “Seems like I’ve been taught a lesson.”
“Upset?” the maid asked softly.
Boss Luo shook his head, speaking quietly, “It’s something to humbly accept… By the way, quietly revisit and bury the two inside the cave well. Since they chose to die in the same hole, let them rest undisturbed—consider it payment for this diary.”
“Understood.” The maid nodded.
Boss Luo then glanced back at the disappointed Miro-chan and Maria, who had become sisters, and amusingly remarked, “Is there a sense of meeting without recognition?”
Destinies are like this… they enjoy toying with those entangled within.
…
The remaining journey was uneventful, with no other discoveries; after exiting the cavern passage, there was a sloping path upward… The foul decay around the crevice had vanished.
And so, the night skies of the Unhuman Domain unfolded before Boss Luo’s eyes for the first time.
Just as no Sun appeared during the day, neither was there a moon at night… As for the twinkling stars, they seemed more like ornamental jewels.
In the distance, lights could already be seen—those belonging to the Farm under the governance of the Torrido Clan.
Seeing a place of habitation, a slight relaxation appeared on young Mina’s face, while Mister Vampire frowned.
Because he noticed that the Farm’s noise was more chaotic than usual, and there seemed to be a considerable increase in bloodsuckers nearby.
“Who goes there!”
At that moment, a Patrol Guard clan team swiftly approached—seeing this group of fully armed six members, Bazby furrowed his brows deeper.
This Patrol Guard team immediately recognized Bazby’s identity and became respectfully hesitant, “It’s Ba…”
Yet, as their voices were about to finish, Bazby interrupted them, “I’ve just come up from the crevice. What occurred, and why are there so many clan members near the Farm?”
“So here’s what happened!” At this moment, the team captain quickly recounted the events.
Upon hearing about Golden Dragon rampaging and blasting the clan’s castle apart, Fafnir looked at the stars in the night sky, “Hmm… Tonight truly is a lovely night.”
“Currently, the aristocrats have temporarily relocated to the Farm for shelter.” The team captain stated solemnly, “Most of the clan members have begun rebuilding the castle, and it will likely take several days.”
Bazby nodded, then waved his hand, “I see. Continue your patrol… I’ll lead people to the Farm. By the way, where’s Bylegang?”
“The Acting Archduke is on-site at the castle coordinating the reconstruction effort… Should I notify him?” asked the team captain promptly.
“No need, carry on.”
“Yes!”
The Patrol Guard team moved away swiftly, without inquiring about Bazby’s companions… Once they had departed, Bazby assessed the group encountered within the crevice again.
As if contemplating something.
After a while, he spoke, “You’ve had a tough day… you performed well this time, and afterwards, I’ll recommend commendations to the Acting Archduke. Now, let’s enter the Farm to rest.”
Boss Luo, the maid, and Teresa, still wearing escort uniforms… It seemed the bloodsucker wasn’t about to expose them.
“When in Rome, do as the Romans do.” Boss Luo nodded.
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Unhuman Domain, chaotic neutral area (7).
A solitary gray-black castle of moderate size stood on a lonely hill… At this time, a slender male dressed in a casual white suit arrived at the castle’s entrance.
In the courtyard at the castle’s front, ghosts diligently cleaned everywhere… Upon the white-suited male’s arrival, the ghosts in this place shivered.
As if unnoticed, the man walked straight to the castle’s front door, reached out with both hands, and opened it directly.
“Roland—!”
The man’s voice reverberated throughout the castle’s interior the moment the door opened.
Then, a shadow emerged, slowly descending from the staircase in the darkness…