102: New Opportunities

During lunch, Darius spent some of his free time at the Village Hall instead of staying in his bedroom all day. He then revealed the reason for his sudden return to the village to the people who joined at lunchtime.

"I met with this mysterious man. Blonde, eyes were crimson red like blood. Vlad Tepes. I can't tell his motive, his full power, let alone his affiliation. But, one thing for sure, he's up to something big, something beyond our reach."

Everybody listened to him amicably. "We need to prepare ourselves for what would come towards us."

Mr. Barley butted in while still half drunk. "Hic, war is coming, chief. I can feel it! Hic, next year we will be very busy!"

"Indeed. I can feel it too." Darius rested his chin on his knuckles. "No matter. We can't stop the war from happening. But, I am pretty sure we can ride the wave that dictates the course to our advantage. The road will be the key for our survival, without it, we are akin to a sitting duck."