Chapter 76
Yara neither wanted to seal the tomb not allow the echaeological team to enter and protect the artifacts. With both sides at an impasse, the archaeologists resomed to trying to persuade Yanı.
However, Yara was a ghost, hence, they had no choice but to sit in front of the stone stele and explain to her the importance of the cultural artifacts.
Charles made his case, and in did Rob. Even Tyler, despite his fear, took his barn at explaining the horrors of bomb calders and the extent of their nation’s artifacts that had been lost overseas.
As he spoke, his anger grew, and soon, he was cursing the tomb raiders, expressing his outrage in a myriad of curse words.
Yara, who was secretly watching from behind a tree, was taken aback. She glanced down at Ma quickly covering her ears.
“Children shouldn’t be bearing this,” she mattered, and with that, she carried Mis hack to the quiet cottage where Madison was staying
The place was seene, and Madison was cultivating in the hills behind the cottage Yara held Mia and stood a short distance from Madison, whispering, she seem pretty powerful
Mia nodded enthusiatically.
“shes,” she said, counting off on her fingers “She can change people’s fates, catch bad guys who kill their wives, and even stop tomb raiders
Tara’s eyes lit up les she listened, feeling impressed. “How selling and fun!”
But then, she sighed
Mia asked dumbfoundedly, “Yara, why are you unhappy?
Yara looked at her with a mix of my and jealousy, gently ruffling her hair. You wouldnt understand”
Adopsuddenly interrupted, “You want to leave the tomb.”
Yara immediately turned around and saw a tall man approaching—or, rather, floating toward them. Even his faint, translucent astral body couldn’t hide the strong, commanding air he carried
Vara had been in the tomb for thousands of years and had encountered many malevolent ghosts. Her own cultivation won’t lacking.
Yet, the sight of this upright and formidable ghost made her instinctively take a step back in caution. It was an innate sense of danger that all got possessed.
“Sebastian!” Mia flew over to him, her face lighting up with joy. “Where have you been these past few days?”
“I was looking for someone,” Sebastian replied.
Mia glanced nervously in Madison’s direction and lowered her voice. “Madison cold you not in Mender off. You’d better be careful. She might be angry.”
Sebastian booked at Madison, feeling a sudden ringe of guilt for some reason.
Seeing that Mia and Sebvolian were close, Vina went over and began to appease the dignified and handsome Sebastian,
***What amoble genteel Tall and stately, refined and distinguished, with a comtenance as bright as the stars,” the murmured under her beach.
Mia locked at her with wide, questioning eyes, while Sebastian merely cast a brief, indiferent glance in her direction.
Though Yaadmired and praised his looks in her heart, she and out voice it aloud under Sebastian’s gaze and instead let out an awloward laugh.
Sebastian Ignored her previous remark and herbed, “You want to leave the tomb.”
A breezestined, nusting the leaves in the tree above Sunlight filtered through, casting dappled params on their ethereal intes.
Yara looked up slightly, staring directly at the sunlight She couldn’t feel its warmth of its blinding brighters. As a ghost, being who had existed for thousands of years, she couldn’t feel anything.
Sunlight, wind, rain–nonectat mattered to her anymore.
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