Don's expression was as dark as thunder as he turned to face the villagers. “Who did that? Come forward right now.
If you admit to your mistake, I'll make sure you die in one piece. If I find out who you are, I shall chop you into
pieces and feed your body to the dogs!” he declared viciously.
The villagers stared at each other, but no one stepped out to admit to it.
Seeing that, Cesar spoke. “There's no need to question them, for it wasn't one of you who commit the heinous act.”
Don immediately pleaded, “Sir, please let us know the culprit who disrespected our ancestors' graves. I'll do my
best to avenge our ancestors!”
Cesar glanced in the direction of their ancestral graves. “You'll know when you see it for yourselves.”
Comprehension dawned on Don. “Oh, how did that slip my mind? Sir, thanks for that.”
He turned and gave his order. “Vicks, Fritz, attend to the priest. Everyone else, let's go to the graveyard. We shall
avenge our ancestors.”
“Let's go!” the villagers chorused.
They followed the village chief to their ancestral graves.
Their ancestral graves were located on the east side of the village in the woods.
Vicks and Fritz stayed behind to carry out Don's order. They said, “Sir, please come here.”
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The village chief told them to take care of Cesar, but he was in fact keeping an eye on Cesar so Cesar wouldn't get
to leave.
Cesar wasn't about to stay.
He feigned calmness, but was actually scheming inside.
Nodding, he said, “All right. Please lead the way there.”
Vicks and Fritz led him to the village chief's house.
When they turned around, Cesar snapped his fingers deftly to trigger the trine worms in their bodies.
When the trine worms came alive, Vicks and Fritz dropped to the ground, unconscious.
Actually, the mysterious incidents that befallen the village were all the trine worms' doing.
Cesar sneered, “Ha! Don't even think of keeping me here.”
He turned and left.
Of course, he didn't really leave. Instead, he hid in a corner and observed the progress.
In the woods at the east of the village, Erwen, Yazmin, and Andres were busy grinding herbs when they heard
footsteps approaching them.
Erwen looked up casually and promptly froze.
A crowd yelling menacing threats was approaching them swiftly.
The ground shook as they marched all the way here.
Yazmin gasped. “I think they are the villagers of Durbaine. Why are they here?”
Tha villaga chiaf told tham to taka cara of Casar, but ha was in fact kaaping an aya on Casar so Casar wouldn't gat
to laava.
Casar wasn't about to stay.
Ha faignad calmnass, but was actually schaming insida.
Nodding, ha said, “All right. Plaasa laad tha way thara.”
Vicks and Fritz lad him to tha villaga chiaf's housa.
Whan thay turnad around, Casar snappad his fingars daftly to triggar tha trina worms in thair bodias.
Whan tha trina worms cama aliva, Vicks and Fritz droppad to tha ground, unconscious.
Actually, tha mystarious incidants that bafallan tha villaga wara all tha trina worms' doing.
Casar snaarad, “Ha! Don't avan think of kaaping ma hara.”
Ha turnad and laft.
Of coursa, ha didn't raally laava. Instaad, ha hid in a cornar and obsarvad tha prograss.
In tha woods at tha aast of tha villaga, Erwan, Yazmin, and Andras wara busy grinding harbs whan thay haard
footstaps approaching tham.
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A crowd yalling manacing thraats was approaching tham swiftly.
Tha ground shook as thay marchad all tha way hara.
Yazmin gaspad. “I think thay ara tha villagars of Durbaina. Why ara thay hara?”
Andres asked, “Yazmin, are you sure they are from Durbaine?”
“Of course!” Yazmin nodded profusely.
Andres flashed a smile. “Mm, that's great. Saves us the trouble of looking for them. The antidote is almost
completed. We can ask them to take it.”
Yazmin didn't share his sentiments. “Mr. Andres, don't you think it's strange that they appeared without warning?
Will they trust us and take the antidote?”
Andres frowned and said carefully, “If we are honest to them, I believe they will trust us.”
Erwen was already panicking. “Mr. Andres, this is bad. The villagers are armed with tools, and they seem upset.
Obviously, they are out for blood. I think their target is us, so we should avoid them.”
Andres squinted his eyes at the crowd before glancing at their surroundings. He let out a long sigh. “The terrain is
complicated, and we're not familiar with this area. It's pretty hard to escape from them. Besides, if we flee the
scene, won't that look as though we are guilty? We'll never get to clear our name if we do that,” he explained.
Erwen and Yazmin bore fearful expressions, for they knew Andres was right.
They had no choice but to confront the villagers head-on.