Chapter 260: Desolate Hamlet's Old Estate
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Updated : Apr 19th, 2026
Salvatore Casson saw the grass ahead had grown tall and the woods had thickened until the narrow path was nearly swallowed whole.
He nodded. "Alright. Keep your gear close."
With their things gathered, Salvatore took the lead. Whenever the weeds tangled into a wall, he used a branch to part them and force a way through.
They had covered about a third of the route when three people suddenly barreled toward them headlong, one man and two women. The women ran as they cried, tears streaking their...
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