"I know, Master."
Felicia nodded. She had some self-awareness. She knew it when he stopped her.
"Right. We'll deal with these goblins and return here. Afterward, I want to look for a Tomb."
"A Tomb?"
"Yes. I saw a clue about it in the history books."
Henry didn't know whose tomb it was, but it was briefly mentioned. It was so obscure no one could have noticed it but him.
…
The duo left through the east gates of the capital. They followed the road, and according to the map provided in the documents, the Goblin village was far away from the dirt road.
The duo skated through the trees for half an hour.
A small creature passed them. Immediately, they stopped. They couldn't see it because of the tree's shade.
"I smell it… It's a goblin."
Felicia was certain. She knew the smell of goblins the most. She hated it and would never mistake it.
