None of These Witches are Ever Serious

Chapter 34

"That's not right. Why can't we find the place?"

"It's weird. The spot marked on your map is right here."

After driving Luo En and the others for a while, the carriage driver couldn't help but mutter to himself.

They had clearly followed the circle drawn on the map and arrived at the destination.

"If it's a town, there's no way we'd miss it." He scratched his head, looking a bit puzzled. "Going any farther would be wrong."

There was no doubt they had crossed the Living Burial Plain and entered the territory of the Normar Empire, since the carriage driver had seen the border marker.

There were plenty of soldiers guarding around that marker—it definitely wasn't fake.

"Look, the territory you mentioned is this patch of land right by the marker." The carriage driver pointed at the map, convinced he hadn't made any mistakes.

The map had come from Lady Mercury, and she'd drawn the markings herself.

If there was a problem, it had to be on her end.

"Mr. Luo En, there's a town just ahead," Lilian said suddenly, her voice cool.

"Where?" Luo En thought the dragon maid was pulling his leg.

Lilian lowered her eyelids and said, "Please take a closer look."

"I see it—there are houses." Luo En squinted, peering intently a few times, then lit up with joy.

The carriage driver could barely make it out too, spotting the houses. "Oh, so it's over there. But those houses are really short."

And the closer they got to the houses, the more off things felt to the carriage driver. "This place is so desolate. I can't see a single person."

"That's because there's indeed no one in this town," Lilian said softly. "This place called Windbird Town seems to have been abandoned by people."

"?" Luo En's small eyes filled with huge question marks.

Abandoned? What did that mean? Why would a perfectly fine town get abandoned?

It couldn't be like Winterless Town, where someone had tampered with things, right? If so, Lady Mercury was being way too irresponsible.

"Wait a minute—did Lady Mercury give me a territory with absolutely no people in it?" Luo En asked in horror.

"Even though the only town has been abandoned, you can't exactly call it a territory with no people," Lilian replied calmly. "After all, this kind of land usually has a lot of refugees, and plenty of bandits too. It's quite troublesome."

No wonder Lady Mercury had been willing to hand over this territory—it was a hassle to manage if you kept it.

Other lords wouldn't want to touch a hot potato like that either.

"Wait, you said this place has lots of refugees and bandits?" The carriage driver panicked at once.

He hurriedly urged Luo En and the others to get off. "This is your destination, right? Hurry up and get out—get out! I'm leaving."

If he stayed overnight here, he might run into danger. He needed to head to a safe town, fast.

"If you leave, what are we supposed to do?" Luo En widened his eyes and asked.

"Sir, haven't you already arrived at your own territory? You can't seriously expect me to take you farther." As the carriage driver spoke, he whipped up the horses.

When disaster strikes, everyone looks out for themselves—this wasn't his fault.

"But there's no one here. What's the difference between this and some remote wilderness?"

"That's got nothing to do with me."

In the blink of an eye, the carriage was gone, leaving the three passengers alone in the abandoned town.

"It's still different from the wilderness, Mr. Luo En," Lilian said. "At least there are houses to stay in here."

Now they just had to worry whether bandits were holed up in those houses, or if sleeping inside would get them caught.

Luo En was stunned. "So she's making me reclaim a territory from absolute scratch?"

What a joke! He had no idea how to do that!

He already regretted not reading more books on reclamation before transmigrating to the Bicolor Realm.

He pulled out his official documents, finding the words on the paper utterly ridiculous. "So what's the point of these?"

"They still have their uses," Lilian said softly, her hands clasped in front of her apron. "At least if Normar Empire soldiers patrol by here, they'll salute you."

Luo En ground his back teeth in frustration. After all his hard work in Winterless Town, this was the reward he got—a patch of wasted land?

"Why don't we find a place to rest?" Lilian suggested. "Look, Miss Moruna's just about to fall asleep."

Sure enough, Moruna had already sat down on a rock, squinting her sleepy eyes.

The long, bumpy ride in the carriage hadn't let her rest properly.

And before that, summoning that heavy rain had drained not just her mana but left her body utterly fatigued.

She smacked her lips, still mumbling about "Lord Luo En drinking water."

"Just pick any house—it's not like anyone's here," Luo En said glumly.

"That's not necessarily true." Lilian lowered her eyelids again.

"But didn't you say it's been abandoned?" Thinking about it made Luo En angry all over again.

Lady Mercury had made Windbird Town sound so prosperous, but now it turned out to be deserted.

Even so, ownership of an entire territory was still a generous reward.

It might be a hot potato, but it was worth ordinary folks fighting tooth and nail over.

"Windbird Town was only abandoned by humans," Lilian said.

As soon as she finished speaking, countless small figures popped out. "Who are you people!? How dare you come to our turf!"

A group of little guys, only a third the height of a normal person, pointed their weapons at Luo En.

Their bodies were round and plump, with a baby-fat look; their stubby arms and legs fit right in without looking odd.

Their features were adorable, like plush dolls waiting to be grabbed from a claw machine.

"What are these?" Luo En shot Lilian a look.

"These are the Felyn Race," Lilian explained. "Lots of wild beasts treat them like emergency food supplies."

The Bicolor Realm wasn't just home to humans—there were plenty of other races too.

"We're not emergency food supplies!" The Felyn at the front of the pack snapped, clearly worked up.

Sure, they might look a little plump, but they sure as hell weren't some helpless stockpile waiting to be carved up!

By the way, this particular one was a brave Felyn warrior by the name of Luoluo An.

"Why are you all coming at me?" Luo En eyed the weapons pointed his way, sounding thoroughly bummed out.

"Because we think they're dangerous!" Luoluo An declared with utter conviction.

Luo En shot back, clearly annoyed, "What, am I not dangerous?"

He'd taken down countless Evil Gods, for crying out loud—these Felyns actually thought he was a pushover?

"Not dangerous at all!" Luoluo An shook his head firmly.

He scrunched up his brows and piped up in that cute, childish voice of his, "Anyway, spill it quick—why'd you barge into our turf?"

"This isn't your turf—it's mine." Luo En shoved aside the weapon Luoluo An had been jabbing at him and said.

"Lies! We've been living here forever!" Luoluo An wasn't buying a word of it from Luo En.

The Felyn Race were all sharp cookies; they wouldn't get duped by humans that easily.

This place was crawling with crafty humans—if they let their guard down even a little, they'd end up getting conned out of their last pair of undies.

"I've got proof." Luo En calmly pulled out the official document. "I'm the lord of this place."

At least the document was finally coming in handy, even if he had no clue just how effective it'd be.

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