Chapter 725

Any questions... how could there be no questions?

Although that wasn't the real Third Director, just an obsession left behind by the Third Director because he couldn't become the strongest blacksmith, he really looked no different from a living person. And the Director taking him to dig graves was one thing, but even wanting to steal the old man's coffin lid felt awkward no matter how he thought about it.

But... compared to this moral flaw, it was obviously more important to heal Auntie Emma first, so he could only apologize to the old man Director first.

After apologizing to the Third Director in his heart with a hint of guilt, Hearing Hearing Li Ang shouldered the coffin lid and exited the cemetery, running toward a deserted lakeside cabin... before the Director took him to dig graves, he had temporarily placed Auntie Emma here.

"Watch the cemetery for me! Call me if there's any movement!"

After instructing the little crocodile lying at the door, Hearing Hearing Li Ang entered the house shouldering the Third Director's coffin lid, just preparing to help Auntie Emma repair her damaged body according to the method the Director taught him, but suddenly discovered that the cabin was empty, and Auntie Emma, who had originally been placed on an old wooden bed, was already gone.

?!!!

Where is she? Wasn't that crocodile watching the door the whole time? How come she's gone?

Startled by Auntie Emma's sudden disappearance, Hearing Hearing Li Ang hurriedly threw down the Third Director's coffin lid and ran out of the door, wanting to ask the Crocodile God responsible for watching the door what was going on, but saw a familiar back by the lake not far from the cabin.

"Hearing Hearing Li Ang?"

Seeming to notice the movement here, the tall, beautiful woman sitting by the lake turned slightly, her light chestnut long hair gently falling on her shoulders, revealing her slender, fair neck and a gentle, smiling, soft face.

Even though the background behind her wasn't blue sky and clear sea, but the pitch-black Lake of the Dead and the gray, hazy sky without any vitality, Auntie Emma's mature and gentle smile still made Hearing Hearing Li Ang's heart suddenly calm down.

"You're awake..."

After saying a completely useless sentence, Hearing Hearing Li Ang put down the little crocodile that was struggling and wagging its tail in his hand, and walked toward Auntie Emma, who was sitting on a round stone by the lake.

"Auntie Emma."

After arriving at the side of the white round stone where Auntie Emma was sitting, Hearing Hearing Li Ang urged somewhat anxiously:

"The Director found an anomalous object that can repair your physical injuries. You just need to go in and sit for a while and you'll be fine. I just carried it back, you hurry..."

"Look at those birds on the lake."

After interrupting Hearing Hearing Li Ang, Auntie Emma, who was sitting by the lake, turned her head back, quietly watching the Death-Crows circling above the black lake, and said calmly:

"Hearing Hearing Li Ang, do you know what they represent?"

"..."

Are you... feeling sentimental after seeing the Death-Crows and wanting to talk to me?

Uh... I don't mind listening to you pour out your heart, and I'm even very willing to be a quiet listener, but isn't the timing a bit wrong?

The Director is still trying hard to stall the Third Director, waiting for us to finish using it and return the coffin lid. Is it a bit inappropriate for us to start chatting here suddenly?

"It seems the Director has already told you."

After looking at Hearing Hearing Li Ang, whose face was full of "wanting to say something but stopping," Auntie Emma smiled again, then said softly with a lonely expression:

"These Death-Crows aren't mine, but belong to my clansmen who died six years ago. After that day, while inheriting their lives, I also inherited these Death-Crows that belonged to them."

"Although I haven't been to such a deep position, I have actually secretly come to the Dead Realm many times and seen them many times. And after coming here more often, I can even vaguely identify whose Death-Crows these are." "..."

"The one that keeps flying at the very top and refuses to land, seemingly trying hard to stay away from me, should be the Death-Crow that belonged to my grandfather... This kind of bird will inherit some fragments of the living's consciousness, and it is just like my grandfather, refusing to turn its head to look at me until the end."

"The one landing on the shore should be my mother's Death-Crow. It often watches me silently like this, but it only watches me. Once I walk over, it will immediately fly far away, refusing to have any contact with me."

"The only one that will approach me should be my sister's Death-Crow. She was a few years younger than your sister and was always a very naughty child. She always liked to pester me before..."

"..."

Although reason told Hearing Hearing Li Ang that he should immediately interrupt Auntie Emma's narrative and let her lie in the Third Director's coffin to repair her body.

But listening to Auntie Emma telling the origin of those Death-Crows one by one, recalling the relatives they represented, the words that had clearly surged to his lips seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't spit them out no matter what, until the low "gurgle" sound of the little crocodile came from behind.

Can't delay any longer!

After looking back toward the cemetery and seeing the signal the red-haired Director had agreed upon with him, Hearing Hearing Li Ang stood up suddenly in Emma's surprised gaze, returned to the half-collapsed lakeside cabin, and carried out the Third Director's coffin lid.

"Auntie Emma, I actually don't mind listening to you say these things, but this thing is something I stole... uh... something I borrowed from the Third Generation Lord together with the Director, and we didn't tell him when we borrowed it."

"So we can't use this thing forever; we can only use it for a short while. After we finish using it, we have to quickly steal... quietly return it to him. How about you lie in first, and we can chat after I cover the lid?"

"..."

If you cover the lid, I won't be able to see anything, so what will we chat about?

After looking at Hearing Hearing Li Ang with a hint of reproach, knowing that he was embarrassed to interrupt her, Emma shook her head and gave a soft "hmm," then got up from the round stone by the lake and lay into the empty coffin.

"Hearing Hearing Li Ang, don't cover it, okay?"

After gently pressing Hearing Hearing Li Ang's hand and stopping him from covering the coffin lid for her, Emma stared at the flock of crows circling in the sky in a daze, and negotiated with a soft and gentle voice:

"When we were on the outskirts of the Dead Realm, these Death-Crows would fly very high, sometimes even only seeing a small black dot. This is the first time they have been this close, and I want to see them a little more."

"But if we don't cover it, it will affect the repair effect, right? And after we return the thing, we can come back again..."

"It doesn't matter. As long as we can solve most of the problems, I can slowly heal the last small part myself."

"Alright then..."

After seeing a hint of pleading in Auntie Emma's clear eyes, Hearing Hearing Li Ang, who had originally wanted to persuade her a few more words, felt his heart soften and didn't persist, but instead lifted one side of the coffin, found an angle where he could see the lake and the flock of crows, and leaned it against his chest.

"..."

"Thank you."

(End of chapter)