The Thrones' Abyss

Chapter 314: Chapter (314): The Abyss Of Hell (1)


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"What is in your head?"

Ryan asked Wilmore who was now half shaped, his upper body was nude and the other hand was still wolf paw. 

"We will knock!"

He strode to the door and knocked on it while Ryan didn't feel good, thievery wasn't a good idea but they were hungry and thrown in a strange world so it was better to hunt rather than go to a stranger pleading for aid and mercy. 

"Wait!"

Before stopping him, the door ran wide and Ryan's mouth was left open.

A beautiful lady with jet black wavy hair opened the door. She recalled Saya to him but this woman had blue eyes.

Wilmore just stared at the woman. This scent was saying that she had cooked for herself but... Was she alone here? Fishy! She smiled at them gently, "how can I help these gentlemen?"

Ryan yanked Wilmore by the elbow, she was scanning them and didn't look terrified seeing Wilmore like that. She was confident.

"Lady, we would like to buy a goat from you!"

Wilmore went on the main point, he wasn't going to stay here so a little bit of information about this land and some food could be sufficient.

"Well, my goats are not for sale but you can walk for two hours or so and you will reach the village."

She was standing in the doorway and it was saying that she wasn't going to welcome them.

"Can we at least have some water here from your stream?"

Wilmore pointed to the small stream beyond the fences.

"Sure, but please don't scare my cat!"

She warned and closed the door.

"Could not you ask for some food? I am starving!"

"Shame on you, Ryan James. We are two grown men if you want food go beg her."

Wilmore walked to the stream and began to drink that water but quickly spat the water out of his mouth. It was sweet, ah, sweet water like they pour sugar inside it.

Looking back over his shoulder, he saw that Ryan was talking to the woman.

Ryan found Wilmore so proud, with his terms of behaving they could earn no information because he was dumb in making conversation with ladies.

"Excuse me, Lady! Can you help us find out where exactly we are? Unfortunately, we lost our way so it can be perfect if you..."

The door went wide and interrupted him. She was looking at him strangely, "you are not from this world, are you? I saw the gate last night sparked a golden light and either time we saw it, someone had entered our land."

Ryan heaved a breath out of relief, when she knew this, then they could speak bluntly. Pushing that distress away, he became comfortable when she mentioned it, peeking at Wilmore who was striding to him with his strange figure said, "so you can help us."

"Well, you are two men and I am alone. I don't like people talking about me."

"Please just a bit of information like a map!"

She paused, thinking about what they desired.

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"Are you sure that you want to stay here?"

Before Ryan opened his mouth, Wilmore dragged him away, "give us a second, Lady. My friend is a fool."

He pulled Ryan with him, this stupid wanted to stay in this hovel, what if she was a witch?

"What the hell are you doing?"

"What's your problem? I have no cure for your trust issue!"

"Do you have some fat with nerves in your head? If you do, then let some of it burn! Isn't she strange? I just had a bit of that water and it was as sweet as sugar."

"Are you nagging at me because you didn't like that sweet water? Are you out of your mind?"

Wilmore sighed, this idiot didn't understand.

"Go, go, do what you want. I am leaving!"

He drew his path out and changed his form to an angry wolf and left that place. She talked about a cat but he couldn't even smell a cat around there so what did she mean about it, however, he would not be surprised that she called a pig a cat when the goats had the heads of roosters.

"Rest in hell!" Ryan growled and walked to the girl. It was safer to stay under a roof with a full stomach.

"Sorry, he is slightly weird but I am sure he will return. Can you help me with a map?"

She walked away and let him come inside. "Please be my guest with a bowl of stew. I always make more food because passengers come this way a lot."

She smiled seductively and went to the kitchen. The hovel was warm and the facilities were simple but clean. There was a room near the kitchen and it made him feel better.

"Please have your seat."

She pointed to the sofa and Ryan obeyed, rubbing on his laps, he rested there until she brought him the tray and put it down on the table.

"How long is that you are here?"

"Since last night, we walked for the whole day."

He picked the spoon and began to eat, the bread sounded fresh and he took a bit. It tasted good and was a treasure in this place.

The girl let him eat and when he was done said, "I am Sania! And you?"

"I am Ryan. Sorry for my uncle's rudeness, he is aggressive."

She smiled, "it is becoming dark soon, I doubt he can stay out between the carnivorous plants. This forest is so dangerous at night!"

Ryan cursed, that selfish prince was going to send himself to death's door.

Sania stood up and went to the table and dragged back the cache. Taking out a paper, she said, "I bought this house last year and this map was here."

She extended her hand and gave him the map.

Ryan unfolded the paper and gazed at it carefully. But instead of asking where he was right now, he asked, "why are you alone, Lady Sania?"

"Well, I lost my husband last year and it was the reason I came here. This house belonged to another person but she died."

Ryan did not feel good at the beginning but as it came across, she was nice unlike what he thought first hand.

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