How To Ruin The Original Work (16 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 67

After passing through the winding alleyways, the pickpocket stopped walking.

He then pulled out a black cloth from his chest and handed it to Nigel and the group.

“Cover your eyes with this cloth.”

“What? Suddenly?”

“If young masters and ladies want to enter our base intact, you must blindfold yourselves. Should our location be exposed to outsiders, both the guide and the guests are executed on the spot.”

Allen, who had been frowning at the grubby-looking cloth, quickly snatched it up. The rest of the group followed suit, taking the black cloths and tying tight knots behind their heads.

“Then we’ll set off. If you don’t want to get lost before we arrive, hold tightly onto the person in front of you.”

Following the pickpocket, Noah, Allen, Yeni, and Nigel lined up in order and began walking one after another.

Nigel closed her eyes and focused amidst the pitch-black vision where not even an inch ahead was visible.

She heard various sounds—the indistinct sound of mocking laughter, the biting evening wind, and the dull clinking of two wooden cups knocking together.

Uncertain whether the pickpocket was truly leading them down the right path or if the person ahead of her was really Yeni, Nigel nevertheless kept walking and maintained her concentration.

After walking for a considerable time, when the cicadas’ loud chirping and the crickets’ song became equally audible—

“We’ve arrived at Ather. You can take them off now.”

Half disbelief, half anxiety. To turn this uncertain situation into certainty, Nigel untied the knot.

Before her eyes unfolded a densely packed settlement where, unlike Obelius with its uniform architectural style, the buildings had no consistency in floors, shape, or size—constructed in complete chaos with no rules whatsoever.

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