Chapter 259 – Grave Square

Chapter 259 – Grave Square Formation
Following Saul’s instructions, the driver turned onto the path to Mill Sail Town.

After a small amount of time, the walls of Mill Sail Town and the roofs of some towering buildings appeared before his eyes.

The coachman strangled his horse and slowed down, “My lord, the town of Mill Sail is just ahead, should I drive straight in or stop outside?”

“Stay in the woods and wait for me like last time.”

Saul felt that he wouldn’t waste too much time traveling to Mill Sail Town this time, estimating that it would only be half a day, so he told the coachman to wait outside and wait.

Suddenly the coachman stared out of the woods and tapped the door in alarm, “Da, my lord, look ahead!”

Saul sniffed and immediately pushed open the car window to look out.

In the next second, his brows tightened.

In front of the woods, there was originally a field. When Saul came last time, his hometown Ada was turning over the soil to plow the field.

And now there were more rows and rows of small, half-man-high dirt bags on the leveled land that had been so easily reclaimed.

The little bundles of earth were like inverted bowls, more like a grave without a headstone.

At a glance, those small earth packs were neatly arranged, forming a regular square formation.

In a rough sweep, there were also several hundred of them.

“Don’t come any closer, just wait here.” As soon as the words fell, Saul scurried out of the carriage like a gust of wind.

He was so fast that his gray cloak hunted in the wind. The hood fell off, revealing his short black hair as well as his light gray skin.

It was clearly midsummer, and even the morning breeze was warm on one’s body.

But now Saul could only feel a piercing coldness.

He stepped on the field, a few small stones rolled on the soil and fell to the field below because of his movement, and even made a “cackle” sound.

The land was as dry and cracked as a stone, and there was not a single weed in sight.

Saul stood to the edge of the field, immediately felt from a strong smell of death.

These small earth packs were indeed a grave.

This field that was originally full of vitality had turned into a graveyard in just a few months!
The soul fragments that were easily dispersed in the air were as conspicuous as ghostly flames in Saul’s eyes.

Saul narrowed his eyes and swept his ice-cold vision across the entire cemetery.

“After I left, a massacre happened here. Not only that, they crushed the souls of the dead. Is it because they are afraid that someone who specializes in dark attribute sorcery will torture the souls of the dead?”

There was just one thing that was not yet strange.

As far as Saul knew, destroying the souls of ordinary people didn’t require any special spells.

That was why these neatly arranged graves seemed unusually strange.

Not only was each grave bag the same size and height, but it was also horizontal and vertical, forming a square square formation.

However, in this seemingly bizarre grave square formation, Saul could not find a single bit of magic power fluctuation.

“Is this based on a sorcery spell formation or a sacrificial ritual? Could it be that the barbarians are back again? Or is it a deliberate stance by the others to fool outsiders?” Saul let out a cold laugh, then looked towards the town not far away.

The town’s gates were closed, and the weary soldiers who had once manned the gates were nowhere to be seen, thought to have become part of the grave position.

In fact, before Saul came, his mind also vaguely wondered if there would be any accidents in Mill Sail Town.

He just thought that if the person who secretly claimed the Fruit of Grinding Sound behind his back wanted to keep it a secret and not alarm others, he shouldn’t have moved Grinding Sail Town.

Or was the secret in Mill Sail Town actually more important than the matter of someone staring at the Fruit of Ground Sound?
“I wonder how Ada and Penny are doing, remember when I told them to get out of here quickly.” Saul was a little worried about the two.

Ada, who was a bit mute, and Penny, the cute girl who was wrapped in a cocoon of nightmares.

As an ordinary person, to live more peacefully in this world, it was best not to get too involved with witches.

Although they were no longer on the same path, Saul still didn’t want the old folks who had once taken him in to die a horrible death here.

However, reason tells Saul, if there is really a sorcerer who wants to destroy the whole town of Mill Sail, those two ordinary people are afraid that they can not escape ……

“Is this leave as nothing, or ……”

Saul looked at the gate of Mill Sail Town again. The gate was tightly closed, and it was quiet behind the back door.

The sky above the town couldn’t see the smoke of the cooks that should have risen early in the morning, and there wasn’t a trace of the sound of insects chirping and birds chirping.

“Maybe there are still clues to be found in the town about the Grinding Sound Fruit.” He convinced himself of this.

However, instead of heading to the town, Saul jumped down from the field and walked straight to a grave.

He carefully released a detect sorcery and the grave reacted a little.

“Even if there was once some kind of sorcery spell or ritual set up here, it’s now abandoned. Not a single magical fluctuation remains.” After checking, Saul immediately squatted down, inserted his hands into the earth, and directly dug out a large piece of grave soil, putting it aside.

He wanted to open up the grave to see what was underneath.

“My lord, it’s better to let me do this kind of work.” The chevalier who stood in the distance pointing his toes and watching, saw that Saul actually started digging the grave with his bare hands, and quickly shouted.

And Saul didn’t turn his head back, he just raised his arm high and waved his hand to indicate that the coachman didn’t need to come over, so he continued to turn over the soil.

After remodeling, although his skin had changed back to a human appearance, both his strength and toughness were far beyond that of an average warrior.

Digging a grave with his bare hands had no difficulty and was faster than holding a shovel.

As for why he didn’t use sorcery, it was because he was afraid that the energy released by sorcery would destroy the secrets within.

A few minutes later, under Saul’s careful movements, a grave was dug up, revealing a package inside.

The material used for the package was just a tattered shirt that was overflowing with bright red blood.

“The blood is as bright red as if it had just flowed out, there really is something abnormal about this grave square.”

Judging from the size of the parcel, it was definitely not a complete corpse inside.

Sol frowned as he opened the package.

Inside were a few chunks of meat so fresh that they could be thrown onto a food market counter.

Saul used the fabric to turn the meat cubes between his hands.

Another eye was found under a couple of chunks of meat that he didn’t know where they belonged.

“Split?”

It was becoming more and more like barbarian tactics.

Saul got up and looked in the other graves again.

He randomly selects graves to dig up, some against the center and some on the edge.

Inside all of these graves was a simple piece of clothing wrapped around some pieces of meat.

Saul found three hands in one of the graves. And by the shape of the hands, they belonged to three separate people.

Now Saul was basically certain that the pieces of meat in each grave bag did not belong to the same person.

Not with split bodies and mixed burials.

Saul rewrapped the limbs in clothes and put them back in the grave, but did not cover the grave soil first.

Saul returned to the field and was silent for a long time before he raised his hand and summoned the mage’s hand to cover back the floating soil he had dug up.

“There are no sorcery props or spells hidden underneath the grave either, could it really be that someone was bored and made an artistic display with the corpses of the crowd?”

There was nothing more to be found in the grave, and Saul decided to enter Mill Sail Town.

Utilizing Clean One New to clean the mud and sand off his body and hands, Saul put his hood back on and slowly walked towards the town.

However, just when Saul was about ten meters away from the town’s gate, the gate of Mill Sail was suddenly pushed open with a small crack.

An old man poked out half of his body from inside.

This person had a dirty face with unkempt hair, but Saul still recognized his identity the moment he saw him.

“Old maniac?”

Saul quickly stepped forward, who knew that the other party suddenly stretched out a dry, thin arm and pushed it forward.

“Get back.” He said, “Don’t come in.”

Naturally, Saul wasn’t just going to let him go all the way.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, “You’re still alive, old maniac? Where are the others? Where are Ada and Penny?”

The old madman was shaken, he looked up at Saul with a complicated face, his eyes gradually colored with madness.

“I told you that you can’t make a deal with the barbarians, you can’t, you can’t …… The village is ruined, everyone is dead …… The village is ruined, everyone is dead …… “

He didn’t wait for Saul to continue saying anything, suddenly drilled back inside and slammed the door shut with a bang.

Saul walked to the city gate, his hand on the gate just about to push hard, suddenly heard the sound of the tide surging.

“Wow …… wow …… wow …… wow …… wow …… wow …… wow …… wow …… wow …… wow …… wow ……”

Mill Sail Town was located in the north of the desert, a place where water resources were scarce. And Saul remembered that there was no river in the town at all.

And where was the sound of the tidal surge coming from?
(End of chapter)