“People?” I asked, confused.
“Yeah, tribal people actually…” Menard replied.
I frowned. How is that even possible? I thought that Exercitatione was in the middle of the forest. How can some tribe people stay so close to us without the Master knowing? But wait, are we really in the middle of the forest? I haven’t proven that myself. I just heard it from those who have been staying here a little longer than me.
“I hate to say this, but this is a wakeup call for me,” Menard sighed after a few minutes. “I was never meant to be here in the first place.”
I remained silent. I don’t understand what he is talking about, but I don’t honestly have the slightest desire to ask what he means right now, not that I’m not interested in it anyway. I have a more pressing concern to deal with.
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