Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 2299

“Don't go to Gold Mountain if you don't want to die. Seriously, why must you go there when there are so many mountains around for you to visit?” The restaurant owner could not understand their decision.

Sole Wolf urged, “Come on, Sir. Tell us all about it. Otherwise, I'm sure that we'll stick to the plan and head to Gold Mountain.”

The owner sighed. “Hmm... What a bunch of insolent fools! Fine, let me tell you the story. There are two main reasons why I'm adamant that you all shouldn't go there.”

He explained, “First, as the name suggests, the entire Golden Sands Mountain is covered with loose yellow sand. When the wind blows, an ensemble of sand will form a storm often so dense as to obscure the sun and reduce visibility almost to zero. If you go, there's a high chance you will be engulfed by the sandstorm and end up being buried alive. In the past, similar tragedies have befallen the local residents. Now, no one dares to go near it.”

“I see, so that's the first reason. I'm certain there's a second or a third reason?” Sole Wolf pursued further.

The owner responded, “Absolutely. The second reason is...”

Suddenly, he lowered his voice to a whisper as he continued, “The second reason is because there's a demon living there.”

Demon?

“What demon?” Sole Wolf frowned.

“A type of demon who devours human souls,” explained the owner.

Oh?

Sole Wolf's interest was piqued.

Similarly, Zeke and the others pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

Although they were seated quite far from the counter and the owner was muttering, Zeke could still hear him clearly. The latter had broken through the limits of the human body. His sense of hearing was excellent, with a sensitivity to sound that was several thousand times better than a normal human being.

Sole Wolf prompted, “Please share with me all the details about this demon who feeds on human souls, Sir.”

Petrified, the owner waved his hands and rejected, “No way, I can't speak a word about it. Once I do, I'll be the next target.”

Sole Wolf assured him, “Don't worry, we'll ensure your safety.”

He shook his head repeatedly. “No, no, no. I can't afford to risk the lives of my family. I have both the elderly and young children at home. I'd better carry on with my work. Once you're done eating, leave right away.”

Then, the restaurant owner turned and left.

Seeing so, Sole Wolf hastily grabbed him by the arm and tossed a stack of money on the counter. It was exactly ten thousand!

A twinkle appeared in the owner's eyes. “You... This is...”

“Tell me the story. In return, the cash is yours to keep,” Sole Wolf tried to convince him.

The owner's stance was shaken as he gulped nervously.

After mulling it over for a while, the owner put the money into his pocket and agreed, “Fine, come with me.”

Great!

Sole Wolf followed him into the kitchen.

Subsequently, the owner shut the door and windows. Upon checking that everything was in order, he said cautiously, “Dude, whether you believe what I'm going to tell you, I'll deny all of it once you leave this place.”

Sole Wolf nodded in response.

The owner started sharing the horrific myth, “Right, I have to start from three years ago...”

Back then, there was an old shepherd in this town.

At that time, Gold Mountain was still a lush green moor. It was full of healthy foliage and blooming flowers. Every day, the old shepherd would take his sheep to the pasture at Gold Mountain.

One day, when the old shepherd was tending his sheep, a severe sandstorm blew up and covered the entire mountain.

The village was totally wiped out by the phenomenon.

It was the very first time such a terrible natural disaster had ever occurred at Gold Mountain.

The sandstorm persisted for one whole night before it started to settle down.

The following morning, people realized that the old shepherd did not return. Hence, they assumed that he had encountered a mishap at Gold Mountain because it was quite impossible for anyone to survive the sandstorm.

The mountain was covered by a thick layer of sand with at least three to four meters deep. The shallowest section was about a meter in depth too!

Since the old shepherd had no children, the villagers decided to put together some money and build him a cenotaph.