Accompanied by the creaking sound of the wind lamp swinging back and forth, the figures of the patrol members were gradually approaching the wooden chair in front of the black cat.
"There is a chair here, let's all take a break!" A sharp voice suddenly rang out, breaking the quiet of the lakeside and scaring the squirrels on the oak branches into a frenzy, "After all, no one's around this late... Yesterday was literally the day after the souls day, anyone with a brain should be inside their nests."
"The key is, many of the creatures in the Silent Forest don't have brains." Another voice interjected, stuttering, seemingly hesitant about their companion's suggestion, "Besides... I heard there's a monitoring team tonight, wouldn't it look bad if they saw us resting?"
