We didnât run into anyone on our way to the inn at the mouth of the village. Was it because itâs dawn? Perhaps Takan had the same thoughts as me, so he briefly fixed the reins.
The inn we arrived at was enveloped in pitch black darkness, with no light in sight. It wouldnât be a surprise if a swarm of bats came out of the small, shabby inn with broken windows.
âIs this really the place?â
Takan confirmed the name of the inn and shook his head, looking doubtful.
At that moment, a figure left the yard of the inn and collapsed at the sight of us.
âUgh!â
The startled villager looked like an inn employee. As he came out of the woods, he had three or four firewood in his arms.
When the stranger found his composure, he looked at us intently, his eyes meticulously observing us as if trying to figure out our identity.
He tilted his head to try to see my face covered by my hood, but when he failed, he straightened and asked, âAre you an outsider?â
Takan nodded.
The man dusted himself off and picked up the firewood he had dropped.
Thanks to the manâs surprise, the air became less tense. He no longer looked at us in suspicion. Takan and I eyed each other and sighed in relief.
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The man pointed to a tree in front of the inn. âThe inn doesnât have stables, so tie the horse to the tree and follow me.â
âWhyâd you have to scare people,â the man mumbled to himself with a click of the tongue and turned around.
Takan grabbed my waist to pull me off the horse. After setting me down on the ground, he grabbed the reins and moved to the tree.
The horse looked exhausted from running nonstop.
While Takan tied the reins to the tree, I looked around the village. It was early in the morning, but strangely, it was quiet and still. It felt rather gloomy.
Creakâ!
For an instant, my body froze at the sudden ringing that pierced my ears. Takan let go of the reins and looked around the place.
Takan hesitated for a moment before pulling out his sword from the horseâs saddle.
âWhat are you doing?â The man looked back at us as if nothing happened and stared at us like we were the ones who were strange for reacting seriously.
Takan merely widened his eyes at the man, waiting for an explanation without letting go of his sword.
The man sighed and pointed his chin over the inn. âDonât worry. Thatâs just the sound of the cattle being butchered. Today, the stench of livestock feces will sting your nose.â
The man waved his hand and turned to the inn carelessly before he stopped and looked back at us again. He asked, âAre you going to the forest?â
My heart dropped to my feet at the sudden question. How did he know that by just looking at us? I distanced myself from the man and took a step back.
âHow do you know?â
With a flat tone, the man said, âIf it werenât for the forest, do you think outsiders would come here?â
The manâs gaze passed the bow in my arms and moved towards the sword Takan held.
âEspecially those with weapons.â
I unconsciously adjusted the bow. In the end, the man eyes the barrel of arrows hanging from the reins and said, âLeave your weapons behind.â
âButââ
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âThe inn is safe,â The man said in a low voice. It sounded like a warning.
âD*mn it.â Despite Takanâs obviously displeased look, he let go of his sword. He even clapped his hands to shake off the dust.
âOkay?â
While being chased, he decided that he couldnât afford to engage in pointless haggling.
As Takan put down the sword, I couldnât help but be stubborn. I put the bow next to the quiver.
The man smiled contentedly and went to the entrance of the inn.
âFollow me.â
I followed him over the brick threshold at the entrance.
Creakâ.
The man opened the wooden door with one hand while still holding onto the firewood with the other. Soon a loud noise burst in.
Was everything we saw a while ago just a facade? The inside and outside of the inn were distinctly different.
On the innâs first floor, there was a dining room and a space to welcome guests. Contrary to the expectation that it would be quiet, the area was packed tightly with people.
It was too difficult to count them, so I wondered whether all the villagers and devotees were gathered there.
Without knowing why, my heart sank. The man approached the counter, gave him the firewood, and gestured at us. âGuests, manager.â
The so-called manager had a worse impression than Rin. His shaggy hair and beard were connected to sideburns, covering his whole face. A couple of glances passed between them.
âWhat is this place?â Takan looked around, doubt evident on his face. Honestly, I felt the same as him. Unlike the empty, quiet town, the inn was crowded.
My eyes narrowed when I found someone in the crowd.
A woman with black hair up to her waist and a white bandage around her eyes was carrying a plate. A red thread was tied to her wrist, but when I followed the end of that thread, it was hung on a hook hanging from the innâs wall.
She seemed to move swiftly even when she relied on a single strand of thread.
It went against reason and morals. I couldnât believe they left a woman who couldnât see by herself in such a busy place. Then she climbed the steps, fumbling against the wall with the plate in her hand.
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âMove!â
One of the men passed her and run up the stairs, bumping into her. The woman stumbled in surprise when the man hit her on the shoulder.
Clangâ!
She fell and dropped the plate. Fortunately, she slumped down the stairs, leaning on the taut thread as she leaned against the wall.
âWhat are you doing!â
âYou idiot! Canât you do that?â
Other employees who were moving the plates scolded her with a screech. It was a skinny old woman and a boy who was nothing but skin and bones.
âShut up!â
When one of the guests yelled at them, they fell to their knees and apologized. âI-Iâm sorry. Iâm sorry.â
They were strangely submissive, even to guests.
I looked through the restaurant thoroughly. I couldnât find a neat and healthy-looking person among the employees. Everyone was busy keeping an eye on the guests.
Sharp eyes wandered in the air.
With furrowed brows, I eventually swallowed the question that almost came out of my mouth.
The owner of the eyes was none other than the woman with a white bandage around her eyes.
Why did it seem like sheâs looking at me? She had those bandages, so she wouldnât be able to see me, but she had turned her head to exactly where I was.
Perhaps they noticed my thought because the man who had been grumbling approached me closely and blocked my view.
âDonât worry. It often happens.â
The man couched once then gestured towards the restaurant. âLetâs have dinner firstââ
âI want to meet the guide,â Takan cut him off.
For a moment, I had goosebumps. Everyone who had been eating stopped and looked at us. It felt like seeing the shapely eyes of a herd of beasts in a dark forest.
âOr is everyone in this place a guide? Weâre in a hurry.â
Takan didnât seem to care about the daunting situation. I had no idea when the deafening silence would end. But at that moment, I heard dry wood creaking.
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I looked up and saw a man coming down from the top of the stairs. Then, the intense gaze on us fell, and everyone jumped from their seats.
Everyone held their breath and turned towards the stairs.
âOh.â
The man with the glasses looked sad. Unlike the appearance of a religious leader, he wore colorful ornaments all over his body that made his eyes frown.
The man stopped in front of the woman who had fallen. The manâs face contorted deeply with compassion and contemplation, as if he couldnât stand such a situation.
âItâs messed up.â
The man reached out and gently cleaned the bandage that had loosened. When he tried to help the woman stand, she retreated to the wall.
A crack appeared on the manâs face. A moment later, he smiled softly again. âDonât be afraid.â
The man gritted his teeth and twisted his shoulder to raise her. He then turned towards the crowd.
âGentlemen, I canât stand abusive remarks directed at sick people.â
When the manâs voice rang with dignity, everyone bowed their heads with a loud reply.
It was a sight to behold. As the man nodded and released the womanâs shoulder, the woman ran away, climbing the steps in a rush.
âWhat are these people?â Takan muttered to himself in annoyance.
While we knew they were a group, it was a shock to see how subservient they were to their leader. Just what was this crowd?