However, the brown-haired boy suddenly stopped taking this great opportunity!
He stared blankly at the overgrown weeds, and inexplicably began to wonder what was behind them.
This is completely illogical. Logically, escaping should be the priority!
But the brown-haired boy had no interest in that idea at the moment; all his thoughts were occupied by the desire to find out more.
Something magical seemed to be drawing him from the depths of the grass.
Finally, the boy brushed aside the obstructing weeds with both hands, cautiously peeked out, and tentatively stretched his head to look around.
The next moment, disappointment immediately appeared in his eyes.
No matter which way he looked, all he saw were clumps of vigorous weeds!
Ugh, I made him nervous for ages!
The boy couldn't help but shake his head and laugh at himself.
Just as he withdrew his gaze and was truly preparing to return, he caught a glimpse of something unusual out of the corner of his eye.
The boy paused, turning back with a slightly confused look. However, all he saw was the same patch of weeds.
Could he have misread it?
The moment the thought crossed his mind, he immediately shook his head in self-doubt.
No way!
He was certain that he hadn't misread it!
It wasn't that he trusted his own eyesight, but rather...
The brown-haired boy had another reason.
In short, because of his doubts, he mustered up the courage to move forward.
One step, two steps...
The bushes were parted on both sides, and the boy ventured deeper into them. As he walked step by step, at some point, he seemed to touch something, and when he finally realized it, the scene before him suddenly changed.
The wasteland, which was no different from before, suddenly changed dramatically!
The overgrown scene suddenly disappeared, and what appeared before him were neatly divided plots of farmland!
Caught off guard, the boy was shocked by the scene. He stared wide-eyed, looking ahead in utter disbelief.
He quickly came to his senses and the first thing he did was stumble and run towards the farmland.
As he got closer and closer to the farmland, just as he was about to step into it, he tripped and fell in.
The dark mud instantly covered most of his body, but the boy showed no anger at getting his clothes dirty; instead, his face was filled with fervent joy.
He dug his fingers deep into the soil, inhaling its fragrance up close, and a look of rapture appeared on his face.
Even with your eyes closed, you can feel how fertile this land is!
His mother is saved!
The moment he realized this, the boy jumped up. Although he was unsteady and stumbled and fell twice, it didn't stop him from immediately determining the direction back to the village based on his vague memory and running away.
As he crossed the woods again, the boy, preoccupied with the thought that his mother was saved, showed no concern or lingering fear about the wolf's reappearance. His feverish mind made him reckless, and he naturally failed to notice that his reckless rampage had not attracted any animals.
However, after leaving the woods, a gust of wind gradually cooled down the boy's feverish mind.
He still hadn't noticed anything unusual about the woods, but he had finally realized the strangeness of the large expanse of farmland.
Such neat and uniform farmland is obviously man-made!
Since it was created by someone, it is naturally not something that is unclaimed.
The boy was certain that the villagers had no idea that such a large area of farmland existed beyond the woods; otherwise, no matter how dangerous the woods were, they wouldn't have hesitated to go there.
Food is still extremely important!
Given this, it's easy to imagine that the person who could quietly cultivate such a large area of farmland was no ordinary individual!
So, should he just take his mother there without thinking about anything else?
The boy's running pace faltered and stopped at that moment.
He couldn't gamble his mother's life on this uncertain possibility, but to just give up like that...
The boy's right hand clenched into a fist; he was naturally unwilling to give up like that!
So, unwilling to let the opportunity slip away, the brown-haired boy returned to the edge of the woods the next day.
Unlike yesterday's careless intrusion, this time he carefully concealed himself and observed the area.
Perhaps because he had seen through the true nature of things yesterday, this time, the weeds in front of him were completely invisible. He could only see two people standing in the vast expanse of dark farmland.
The distance was quite far, and the boy couldn't immediately tell whether the two people were male or female...
But that's not important!
It's obvious that the actions of one of them were what caused this large area of farmland to be destroyed!
and--
No one knew how shocked the brown-haired boy was at that moment. He had actually seen the wheat ears grow in an instant and mature in another instant!
What kind of magic is this?!
No, this isn't magic, it's practically a miracle!
This amazing scene shocked him so much that he couldn't react at all. He just stood there, head in a daze, forgetting to pull back.
In that moment of distraction, the brown-haired boy was completely unaware that he had already revealed his whereabouts.
When he realized that what he was doing was inappropriate and immediately tried to back away, his vision was suddenly filled with a white blur.
We've been discovered!
The boy froze, and the next second, he knelt down without hesitation, kowtowing and begging for mercy: "My lord, spare my life!"
He had considered escaping, but the fact that the other party could not only create such a large area of farmland, but also arrive in front of him silently, showed that he could not resist them.
Therefore, rather than letting the other party kill without thinking, it's better to seek a sliver of hope.
The boy kept begging for mercy and kept kowtowing.
Miller hadn't even had a chance to ask the boy anything when he first arrived, and he never expected the boy to react so strongly!
Is he really that fierce and menacing?
Miller was puzzled, but he was startled by the sudden fear the other person showed. He frowned, took a step back, and increased the distance between them.
Meanwhile, the boy continued to kowtow without raising his head, as if only in this way would Miller take pity on him and spare him.
Seeing this, Miller felt a sense of helplessness.
Putting aside how the boy discovered this place, he never thought of killing someone to cover it up when he first discovered someone was spying on him. Moreover, as soon as he got close, he found out that the boy was a villager from a nearby village, so he was even less likely to make a move!
Miller: "...Get up."
His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but unfortunately, the terrified boy didn't hear him at all. He just kept repeating the actions he had just performed, hoping that he could escape this predicament.
Soon, with the boy's movements, a wet, blood-red stain appeared on the small, sunken patch of ground in front of him.
Without even looking, it was clear that the boy's forehead was already scraped, but he still didn't stop moving, so Miller had to emphasize his words and say "Get up" again.
The boy continued to do as he pleased, ignoring everything.
Seeing that he still wouldn't listen, Miller had no choice but to raise his right hand and forcibly use magic to stop his movements.
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