Chapter 49 Folly

The sun sank in the west, and the moon rose.

Inside the duty cabin, Colin stood by the wooden window.

It had just poured in the afternoon, and now the stars twinkled like diamonds against the night sky, as numerous and dense as the gravel along the riverbank, beyond counting.

...but not a single one was familiar to him.

For some reason, he felt that this night was lonelier than usual.

It seemed to be an illusion, but it was not an illusion.

Guarding the fields was not voluntary labor; it involved the distribution of interests among various forces.

Now, with seven duty wizards suddenly dead, it was impossible to adjust and replenish the manpower promptly.

Therefore, in what used to be a long area connected by ten cabins, now only he, Holt, and Marlow remained.

If the cabins were ordered from left to right, from one to ten.

Usually, he would be in the seventh cabin, while Holt would be on his right, in the eighth cabin.

Marlow would be on his left, occupying the third cabin.