Chapter 295 – Moonlake City (IX)

Chapter 295

Moonlake City (IX)

As we made our way to the central plaza, so did the rest of the city, it seemed.

It was as though the floodgates opened and the rushing waters swallowed the world–except the waters were people, and the floodgates were… well, honestly, I haven’t a clue.

I knew the city was packed, but this was insane. We were rubbing shoulders within seconds, and before I could even comprehend what was going on, every inch of seemingly every street in the city was suddenly overcome.

Within moments, yelps and screams blared out–people calling out pickpockets, or just somebody being rude, or for seemingly no reason at all…

Just about fifty yards in front of us, I watched someone literally get his head ripped off clean from the neck. And yet, the march continued, with nobody seeming to register any of this shit.

By the time we’d gotten to the plaza–a somewhat centralized area surrounded by quite a few tall shops–I’d seen at least twenty people die.

And yet, nobody cared.

… this world’s proper fucked, huh?

When we got there, my eyes immediately wandered to the slightly elevated platform jutting out of one of the sandstone-made towers–on it were three people, two men and a woman.

Well, more a girl than a woman, to be honest, as she looked no older than Wan Lan.

All three had somewhat unique features, more so than any other person I’ve met thus far–besides the slightly bronze skin, their ears were somewhat pointy and curled back, while earlobes hung low with thick rings spreading them.

Their noses were long and thin, and all appeared slightly gaunt with sunken cheeks and deep eyes.

The colors of their hair, perhaps more so than anything else, awed me–it literally looked like someone wove a bunch of tiny LED lights in them, as the hair shimmered in colors ranging from deep teal to burning amber.

Gilded jewelry ran above their eyes, woven into their eyebrows, with their clothes reflecting that somewhat garish appearance that I always associated with ‘grew up poor, came into sudden wealth’. Perhaps it meant something different in this world, but to me it screamed insecurities more so than anything else.

I’d done a bit of a dummy thing earlier today and spent all but one of my eye charges, which left me in a bit of a conundrum–though I wanted to inspect all three, I could only inspect one. At the same time, I didn’t want to spend too many Creation Points, and I had a gut feeling inspecting anyone but the young girl would force me to do precisely that.

But I had another feeling that inspecting her was unlikely to yield anything unexpected. Thus, with furrowed brows and an uncertain heart, the older of the two men spoke up.