Chapter 118 Terra Sanguis [5]

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"As a matter of fact, yes...yes, i do." I stared back at Deandra, still sitting from my position on the ground. "What are you..." Deandra began to say in suprise, but stopped and blinked in confusion. And just like every other time I found myself intimidated— "Isn't that obvious, our dear class rep?" ...i put a smile on my face, no matter how dark and twisted it may have been. "If what we want is water..." I slowly stood up to my feet. Then all we had to do... "Then that's what we just have to get." From those who have it. *** "Ah, jeez. When you said all we had to do was just get it, i didn't think you were actually really serious about we doing it this way?" Chelsea lamented with a complicated expression and held her cloak as she laid in the sand next to me, overlooking an area over a tall sand dune. "A-are we actually really doing this? Like, for real?" Trise said from my other side. I raised my head a little and looked ahead. "I mean, we don't have to." "Then...!"Nôv(el)B\\jnn "Or we could just try to find out how much longer we can last before we're forcefully recalled by the bracelet. There's just two days left, right?" Before Trise could continued, i smiled broadly and cut in. "Ugh..! How can you be so easy and nonchalant in a case like this one? It's almost as if what we're about to do holds no moral relevance to you, or anything! Luxury of a low ranker who has nothing much else to lose, perhaps?" Trise snorted and squeezed her face. "Keep talking and you'll be the one loosing a tooth or two." I gave her a dry look, before proceeding to ignore her. The three of us were laying against the sandy dry desert ground, underneath the bleeding sky, wrapped in worn out cloaks and overlooking our surroundings. Just then, i heard Chelsea voice her doubt yet again. "So...then we're really doing this, huh." Ah, yes. Indeed we were. I nodded affirmatively with a small smile. It was either us, or the world. There was no right or wrong, no mortality. Just the law of the jungle. Only the strongest, most cunning, and luckiest survives. The law of the desert. I kept my mouth shut after briefly saying all that. Even just by talking, i was using up a lot of water in my body, you know? What the girls decided to think of my words or me didn't really bother me at that point. We were outside scouting out the region for any signs of other groups or cadets lurking around us. Although, the scope and range of our scouting attempt was greatly limited due to a variety of factors the accursed fiendish desert caused. "Urgh, it's too hot." Trise wiped the sweat off her face underneath her hood and lamented. "Be quiet, and try to avoid making as much unnecessary movements as possible." "Shut up, i don't need you telling me that." In the same way we were scouting out and laying in wait an ambush for any groups that came by, we could also be the targets of a similar trap. Three days were more than enough time to have the minds of many crumble and plunge downwards into insanity in such a dreaded place like this. I was more than a hundred percent certain that there were those like us in a similar or even more desperate state than us. And with next to no information about anything, we had to be very careful and cautious of our backs and every movement. And we also had to be wary of the King of the Desert, the Sand Dragon. The abomination perceived the world and its surroundings through movement and subtle vibrations through the earth. That was actually the main reason why we were trying to stay as absolutely still as possible for the last couple of minutes. "...Haaah, how much longer do we have to remain like this for? There's obviously nothing in sight, and the temperature is killing me." Chelsea groaned with discomfort. I shrugged with a sigh. "We have to stay like this until those two finally return." As soon as i said those words, i turned to the side with a narrow smile on my lips. "Speaking of the devil." The two familiar figures of Deandra and Don soon cane into view. Their figures softly landed against the rising dunes of sand, carried by wisps of wind. The first person to speak was Don. He stepped forward and spoke in a serious tone. "We found traces of humans."

Chapter 118 Terra Sanguis [5]

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