Ghost carriage?

Andrew has seen ghost ships in many materials, but he has never seen anything like a ghost carriage.

As a result, something like this, which has no record, was actually hit by me at this time?

Moreover, judging from the feeling that the undead gave him, this cart-pulling monster could actually have a strength close to the fourth level!

Suddenly, a feeling of being watched emerged from the bottom of his heart, and he stopped nervously.

Subconsciously forcing him to retreat, Andrew didn't want to run into another monster just after escaping from one monster.

But when he avoided it, he found that the carriage was not coming towards him. Instead, it did not change direction and was still moving forward.

And just as he thought, when he stopped moving, those terrifying eyes no longer stared at him.

"It's not for me...then don't cause trouble."

Andrew stood still, not wanting to be spotted because of his actions, and just waited silently for the other party to pass by.

The distance between the two became closer and closer, and finally Andrew was able to see the scenery clearly.

He was really curious. He wanted to know what level of undead creature could use a fourth-level undead as a horse to pull a carriage?

So, he risked raising his head and glanced at the glass window inside the carriage.

Then, he stood frozen on the spot.

He saw a man.

A handsome man wearing gorgeous aristocratic clothing and holding a glass of red wine.

!!?

Seemingly noticing Andrew's gaze, the man turned his head and smiled.

At the moment when the two met, he raised his wine glass and nodded kindly to Andrew.

Standing there, Andrew had no time to react and could only watch the carriage gradually go away.

After a long while, he shook his head suddenly and looked in disbelief at the direction in which the carriage was about to disappear.

Muttering to himself:

"Is that...an illusion just now?"

"Why do I feel like I saw him?"

The terrifying noble undead just now seems to be...

Ning Feng?

ah!!?

…

In the carriage, Ning Feng, who was holding a wine glass, turned his head and sighed to Chu Yu:

"It's really dangerous to walk at night in a place like this."

"The arsonist just stayed at the scene of the crime to admire his masterpiece..."

After shaking the crimson liquid in the cup, Ning Feng sighed softly:

"It's really heartbreaking."

"It's terrible."

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

I was super busy on Monday, so I finally found time...

Anyway, a miracle happened.

Also, I feel a little bit bad about my body...

I'll go to bed early.

Panic...
Chapter completed!