Chapter 322 Crows and Humans

Is there a problem…how can this be okay?
Although that was not the real third-generation director, but just the obsession left by the third-generation director because he failed to become the strongest blacksmith, but he did look no different from a living person. Not only did the director take himself to dig graves, he even wanted to steal the old man's coffin. It was really awkward no matter how you thought about it.

But...compared to this little moral flaw, it is obviously more important to treat Senior Emma's injuries first, so I can only apologize to the old director.

After apologizing to the third director in his heart with a little guilt, Leon carried his coffin out of the cemetery and ran to an abandoned lakeside cottage... Before the director took him to dig the grave, he temporarily left Emma here.

"Help me keep an eye on the cemetery! Call me if there's any movement!"

After instructing the little crocodile lying at the door, Leon carried the coffin of the third generation director into the house. Just as he was about to help Senior Emma repair her damaged body according to the method taught by the director, he suddenly found that the house was empty. Senior Emma, who was originally placed on an old wooden bed, had disappeared.

? ! ! !
Where is the man? Wasn't the crocodile guarding the gate the whole time? Why is the man gone?
Frightened by the sudden disappearance of Senior Emma, Leon hurriedly dropped the coffin of the third-generation director and ran out of the door, wanting to ask the crocodile god who was in charge of guarding the gate what was going on. However, he saw a familiar figure by the lake not far from the cabin.

"Leon?"

As if she had noticed the movement here, the tall beauty sitting by the lake turned slightly sideways, her long light chestnut hair gently falling on her shoulders, revealing her slender white neck and a soft face with a gentle smile.

Even though the background behind him was not the blue sky and the blue sea, but the inky black Lake of the Dead and the gray sky without any vitality, Senior Emma's mature and gentle smile still made Leon's heart suddenly calm.

"You're awake..."

After saying some utter nonsense, Leon put down the struggling little crocodile in his hand and walked towards Senior Emma who was sitting on a round rock by the lake.

"Senior Emma."

After arriving at the white round stone where Senior Emma was sitting, Leon urged anxiously:

"The director has found an abnormal object that can repair your physical injuries. Just sit inside for a while and you'll be healed. I just brought it back. Come on..."

"Look at those birds on the lake."

After interrupting Leon's words, Senior Emma, who was sitting by the lake, turned her head back and quietly looked at the death crows hovering above the Black Lake, and said calmly:
"Leon, do you know what they represent?"

"..."

Are you...moved by the sight of the crow that heralded death, and want to talk to me?

Um... I don't mind listening to you open up, and I'm even willing to be a quiet listener, but isn't this the wrong timing?
The director is still trying hard to drag the third generation director to return the coffin lid after we are done with it. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for us to suddenly start chatting here?
……

"It seems the director should have told you."

After looking at Leon, whose face was full of "hesitant to speak", Senior Emma smiled again, and then said softly with a somewhat lonely expression:

“These crows that herald death are not mine, but belong to my tribesmen who died six years ago. After that day, I inherited their lives and also inherited these crows that were theirs.

Although I have never been to such a deep place, I have actually secretly come to the dead world many times and have seen them many times. After coming here so many times, I can even vaguely recognize who these death-announcement crows belong to. ""..."

"The one that kept flying at the top and refused to land, as if trying desperately to get away from me, should be the crow that came from my grandfather... This kind of bird will inherit some fragments of the consciousness of the living, and it is just like my grandfather. It refused to turn its head to look at me until the very end."

"The one that landed on the shore should be my mother's crow that brought death. It often looks at me silently like this, but it just looks at me. Once I walk over, it will immediately fly away and refuse to have any contact with me."

"The only one that would come close to me should be my sister's death-bringing crow. She is a few years younger than your sister and has always been a very naughty child. She always liked to pester me..."

"..."

Although reason told Leon that he should immediately interrupt Emma's narration and let her lie down in the coffin of the third-generation director to repair her body.

But listening to Senior Emma telling the origins of the crows one by one and recalling the relatives they represented, the words that had clearly come to her lips seemed to be blocked by something and she couldn't spit them out no matter what, until she heard the low "gurgling" sound of the little crocodile behind her.

No more delay!
Looking back in the direction of the cemetery, after seeing the signal that the red-haired director had agreed with him before, Leon stood up in Emma's surprised eyes, returned to the half-collapsed lakeside cabin, and carried out the coffin of the third generation director.

“Senior Emma, I don’t mind hearing what you said, but I stole this thing… um… I borrowed it from the Third Generation together with the Director, and I didn’t tell him when I borrowed it.

So we can't use this thing all the time, we can only use it for a short period of time, and when we're done we have to quickly and secretly...quietly return it to the owner, or how about you lie down first, and I'll put the lid on it and we can talk later?"

"..."

If you close the lid, I can't see anything, so what's there to talk about?

After looking at Leon with a slightly reproachful look, knowing that he was embarrassed to interrupt her, Emma shook her head and hummed lightly, then got up from the boulder by the lake and lay down in the empty coffin.

"Leon, please don't cover it up, okay?"

After gently pressing the back of Leon's hand to stop him from covering her coffin, Emma stared at the crows circling in the sky in a trance, and said softly,
"When we are outside the Death Realm, these crows fly very high. Sometimes we can only see a small black dot. This is the first time they are so close. I want to take a closer look."

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

"It doesn't matter. As long as most of the problems can be solved, I can slowly heal the remaining small part myself."

"OK then……"

After seeing the slight pleading look in Senior Emma's clear eyes, Leon, who originally wanted to give her a few more words of advice, felt his heart softened and he did not insist. Instead, he lifted one side of the coffin, found an angle where he could see the lake and the crows, and leaned it against his chest.

"..."

"Thank you."

(End of this chapter)

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