“…Oh god. It’s best that we didn’t go in any further, brother! From what I’ve heard, the mosquitoes don’t even leave any traces of their victim’s skin left! We might as well just get shot by bullets than have to endure through poisonous mosquito attacks!” said the fat man, terrified.
“You should’ve thought about that while you were running toward me earlier. Doesn’t the fact that you did that already implicate that you didn’t mind me dying together with you in the first place?” replied Gerald as he smiled wryly.
The fat man, however, barely even registered any guilt since he was much too terrified of where he was currently at.
Gerald himself was calculating the chance of him surviving if he tried to go against those men. In the end, he was certain that the men would simply release fire from a distance the moment they saw him. Hiding could still be possible at that point, but he’d still end up getting hurt! There just wasn’t any silver linings in confronting the men now.
With that conclusion in mind, Gerald couldn’t help but laugh slightly bitterly before saying, “Come on, follow me. There’s a cave within this valley which we can hide in for the moment! Since she’s already lost too much blood at this point, the girl desperately needs some rest or her life will be in danger soon!”
“S-seriously?” asked the fat man in surprise.
Shaking his head, Gerald continued taking the lead until eventually, all three of them arrived at the cave Gerald had mentioned.
There seemed to be considerably less mosquitoes around this area as well.
“What a miracle! To think there was a spot within this death zone that those mosquitoes wouldn’t gather around!” said the fat man as he gently placed the now unconscious girl on the ground.
“See those green plants out there? The mosquitoes are naturally repelled by their scent! With there being so many of that plant right outside the cave, the mosquitoes definitely won’t be attacking us any time soon as long as we stay in here!”
With Gerald’s immense knowledge of medicinal plants, it was no wonder why he knew the plants’ properties.
As Gerald began checking on the unconscious girl’s injuries, he soon heard her ask, “…Who… exactly are you, brother…? How do you know so much…?”
When he turned to look at her face, she was frowning as she asked the question.
“My identity isn’t important. Regardless, if these wounds don’t get treated soon, you’ll be dead within a few hours! What happened to both of you anyway? Why were those men hunting you down?”
Recalling what she had said to the five burly men before murdering them, Gerald remembered her saying that she wanted to assassinate someone. From her current condition, it was clear as day that her mission had failed.
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