Chapter 337 Arriving at C Village

Of course, Austin heard everything that the two girls said under their breath.

Austin was amused. The two beautiful women seemed to be very convinced that he was a beggar.

Well, they were the ones who offered to treat him for a meal. This was very nice of them and a pleasure for Austin, too. He found no reason to refuse.

"Little begga-- I mean, young man," she corrected herself, "we ordered a little too much food and we can't seem to finish it. Come and eat with us!"

The girl in a red dress said. Her voice was crisp and pleasant like the song of an Oriole. The vibrancy of her personality reflected in the way she talked so quickly.

"Yes, please join us!"

the girl in a white dress echoed, looking straight at Austin's eyes.

Everything around her seemed to blur the instant Austin caught sight of her.

He stared, startled.

She was about 17 or 18 years old. Her skin was pale and delicate as snow. Her eyebrows were neatly plucked, framing her beautiful eyes. Her dress clung lightly to her body, accentuating her slender figure. She radiated an aura of youthful freshness. She reminded him of pear flowers.

The girl in red, on the other hand, reminded him of hibiscus, who was equally beautiful but with fiery energy that pierced through anyone's heart, in contrast to the gentle touch of the girl in white.

They were both quite stunning.

"Well then, I would love to help," Austin said as he stepped into the inn, following the two girls as they walked back to the lounge. On a seat near the window, they all sat down.

Austin's gritty look somewhat bothered the innkeeper and his employees. Their first instinct was to ask him to go out. Upon the sight of the two girls he was with, however, they decided to eventually allow him entry.

The moment they sat down, a middle-aged man approached and whispered to the two girls. "Miss, I don't think that what you are doing is a good idea. Please be careful when traveling. You don't know who the hobo you are dining with is. He shouldn't even be in here," he said.

The middle-aged man was clearly something of a caretaker. He seemed to be in charge of keeping the girls safe.

"Mike, it's okay. Don't worry. When he's done eating, we will ask him to leave and go on his way," the girl in a white dress reasoned, frowning.

"Yeah, Mike, you don't have to worry about it," the girl in a red dress confirmed.

Mike, the middle-aged man, knew of the two ladies' privileged upbringing. They had been pampered their whole lives and were accustomed to having their way. Persuading them to do otherwise was close to impossible. This said, he realized that it would be a futile attempt to try to convince them not to dine with the stranger. Out of options, he glared at Austin, as if to warn him, and then retreated to a nearby table.

Austin just smiled. To be honest, he didn't really care what the man thought.

"Treat yourself, have whatever you want!"

the girl in a red dress said.

"Haha, thank you, ladies. I am gonna

o intimidate.

As long as there were no masters in the Mysterious Realm from the Blood Wolf Team, Austin was quite certain that he would be able to deal with its members which were predominantly in the Earth Realm.

A part of him also wanted to eliminate them completely by killing their men.

Their rivalry has grown malevolently. At this point, it was either they died or he did. Because of this, Austin knew that he had to take extreme measures whenever he encountered them. He had to make the most of every opportunity to fight them.

He continued to observe both groups the whole day but it turned out to be quite uneventful. Before he knew it, the sun has fallen and it was nighttime.

The troop finally reached the entrance of a village. The stone monument that marked it was seasoned in rust and moss caused by the wind, rain, and snow that it had been exposed to. Grimy and dirty, and yet, it stood tall. It must have been a while since it was replaced.

Two words were written on the stone monument: C Village.

Further into the entrance, an old tree with skinny and crooked branches looked over the travelers. Several crows perched at its arms and cawed adding gloom to the already eerie atmosphere.

The village was enveloped in darkness with nothing but a few shimmering lights from the mountain on its horizon. There was dead silence. Everything seemed barren and depressing.

Compared to the other prosperous towns, these mountain villages were like deserts.

The sun dictated the villagers' activities in mountain villages such as these. When it sets, the people lay down to rest.

"Ladies, it seems that we will have to rest in this village tonight," Mike, the middle-aged man, went to the carriage of two girls and said.

"Alright, let's find an inn where we can lay our heads. Mike, remember to pay generously to whomever is willing to give us shelter," one of the girls responded.

"Okay, I understand," Mike confirmed. Then, he led the troop into the village.