Chapter 352: "Wake Up"

SHRING...

Suddenly, a flash of blue light appeared right outside of the village nearest to the Sloan Family's main mansion. 

A white carriage with two Pegacons appeared out of thin air at the village entrance. 

"..." 

The village was empty. 

The smell of burnt things lingered in the air. The houses' debris scattered throughout the road. The flaming fire danced wildly among some smaller houses. 

Broken glass pieces glinting on the ground under the moonlight's grace. 

The smell of rotten flesh and thick blood filled the surroundings. 

The grasses wittered. The brown ground was dyed red. The bodies of villagers with tattered clothing filled the street. 

One, by one. 

A woman. 

A kid. 

An old man. 

The corpses were scattered throughout the road. 

Some blocked the main path leading to the mansion. Some stayed right in front of the doors of their houses. 

Some got trapped under the debris. 

An arrow pierced through a young man, slamming his lifeless body to the wall. 

A woman hugging a kid laid still on top of a pool of blood. Their eyes were wide open. A look of horror stayed on their dirty faces. 

Black smokes billowed to the sky from many places. The sound of battle cries and people wailing in pain became the back sound. 

The occasional aerial beasts and monsters roar accompany the heart-wrenching cries. 

CLANG! BOOM! 

The sound of metal clashing with each other. The sound of an explosion faraway from the village entrance…

Wooosh. Woosh. Woosh. 

Wyvern and dragon-like monsters circled the village in the sky. Some kept bombing the place faraway, lighting up the night sky. 

These were what Ainsley and her people saw the moment they arrived. 

Crack. Crack. 

The sound of the fire burning some houses travelled through the village. Even the soundproof carriage wall still transmitted the sizzling sound of the fire. 

Sshhh…

Smoke and dust kicked up to the sky. The Pegacons had to lift their front legs and kick the dust to clear the path. 

This...is my territory? 

Inside the carriage, Ainsley's eyes blackened as the Pegacons dashed through the village. 

The Pegacons kept running toward the backyard without entering the mansion at all. 

This place...is my Sloan Family's village? 

The baby's dull eyes wandered around the village that the carriage passed by. 

This is...the village that I passed by before I went to the capital? 

Ainsley's body trembled as she caught sight of more things on the way to the backyard. 

Corpses of both the villagers and the enemy troops crammed the street. 

The stench of burnt corpses and blood permeated through the carriage wall. 

"Ugh!" Ainsley pinched her nose as tears gathered at the edge of her eyes. 

Her chest was stuffy. It was as if someone squeezed her insides. Her breath almost stopped a few times already. 

THROB. THROB. THROB. 

Her heart kept aching in pain. Countless knives stabbed her chest and dug deep. 

This...is my family...right? My...my territory? 

Tears slowly slid down the baby's face while the others inside the carriage gritted their teeth. Their fists were clenched tightly as they looked outside the window. 

My...my family. My territories. The people that I have to protect…

Ainsley's pupils sank. Her face turned ghastly pale as her breath shortened. 

"Huff. Huff. Huff." Ainsley clutched her chest tightly and bit her lips so hard that blood started to trickle down her peachy lips. 

My...my people. My responsibility. But...they…

Ainsley turned her head away from the window. Her tears already soaked her cheeks wet. 

A few droplets dropped onto her clothes and stained her red dress. 

My people...they all died. 

The villagers...are gone. 

The buildings...are...razed to the ground. 

Why...why did this happen to my family? 

As the carriage entered the backyard, Ainsley's mind got even muddled. Tears didn't stop streaming down her eyes. 

Did all of this happen because of me? Did the Aretha Family attack because I offended their young masters and young miss? 

Ainsley's head was buzzing. Her ears kept ringing, and the sound of people's cries and wails lingered in her mind. 

"Family head, help!" 

"Family head, why did you do this to us?!" 

"Boss, why would you bring disaster to our family?" 

"Family head, where are you? Why aren't you here?" 

"Family head, you lie!" 

"Family head, you kill us! You kill all of us!" 

"Boss, are you abandoning our family?" 

"Boss, where are you? Come back!" 

"Help! Help! Why did the Aretha Family attack us? We did nothing wrong!" 

Countless voices entered Ainsley's ears. 

Those were the voices left in the air...the voices belonging to the villagers in this place…

Ainsley's keen hearing ability was unknowingly triggered, and evolved temporarily. 

The baby's chaotic state of mind enabled her to hear the desperate voices left by the dead. 

"Help! Help me!" 

"Saya! My child! No!!" 

"Hubby, hubby! Let's go! Run!" 

"Mina, Mina! AHHHHH!" 

"It hurts! It hurts! Mommy. Daddy! Waaaaaahhh!" 

"No– I don't wanna die– kh!" 

Stop...stop it. 

Ainsley knitted her eyebrows as she suddenly curled up on her seat. The baby clasped her ears tightly and roared. 

"No! Stop! I don't want to hear it! Stop it– " 

The baby shouted hysterically. Those inside the carriages with her instantly jolted to their feet. 

"Milady! What's wrong?!" 

"Boss, boss!" 

"Boss, stay strong!" 

"Family head, we're about to enter the backyard! Just a bit more!" 

However, Ainsley fell into the sea of voices. The voices of the dead kept assaulting her ears. 

No! Leave me alone! I-it is not my fault! I-I didn't kill you guys! It's not me! I– I… 

Just when Ainsley was on the edge of madness, a clear voice of a familiar young man sounded in her mind. 

"Lil lass."

…. 

"Wake up." 

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