Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 893

Chapter 893 

Severin smiled faintly. “My guess is it’s a spirit beast since mythical creatures are not too bright on account of their low attainment.” 

“Dude, what the heck are you all talking about? How come we don’t understand anything you say?” asked the middle-aged man in a confused tone. 

“What I’m saying is, that thing you call a monster should be a spirit beast. They’re beasts who had attained human-like intelligence by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth and would only grow to become even stronger after cultivation,” explained Severin. 

“Spirit beast? Does that mean there are immortal cultivators in this world too?” asked the middle-aged man. Even though he had not seen an immortal cultivator in all the time he had been staying in that town, he found Severin’s explanation convincing enough for him to believe him. 

After thinking about it, the middle-aged man decided to tell Severin what had been going on in the town. 

“It started a year ago. A young girl would be found missing every month. At first, we didn’t think too much. of it but then one day, someone saw two red eyes that were bigger than a car’s headlights peering through a cloud of black fog… which made everyone in the town think the girls’ disappearance must have something to do with the monster.” 

After a pause, the middle-aged man continued, “After that, the elders in our town decided we should put a young girl as a sacrifice at the town’s sign board on the 15th day of every month to ensure the town’s safety.” 

Here, the middle-aged man’s wife added, “And it was as if the monster understood the human language. It would only come on the 15th of every month for the human sacrifice and since then, all the townspeople would lock themselves up in their house when that time of the month came.” 

“It just so happens today is the 15th! So that’s why everyone is locked up in their houses,” said Megan. Do you know which girl will be sacrificed tonight?” 

The middle-aged man revealed a bitter smile before answering, “Most of the girls have left this town at the urging of their parents.” Then, he sighed and continued to say, “And to prevent that from happening. the town formed a supervision team who has been tasked with making sure no girls escape through the two ends of the road. The families whose daughters had become human sacrifice also took it upon themselves to help the supervision team keep an eye on the daughters of the other families.” 

“The human sacrifice for this month hasn’t been chosen yet. All the girls between the ages of 16 and 30 will have to put their name in and the leader of the supervision team will draw the lot,” said the middle- aged man’s wife. 

She then grabbed her daughter’s hand and wailed pitifully. “My poor girl is 15 this year which means her name will be in the draw next year. I pray every day for her name not to be drawn… and for more girls to come to the town.”