The Hidden World's

Eps.20 Young Master Yamato

Along the way, we were surprised by many things. It is not just the view of this place that is amazing. Even the vast ocean that looks creepy also has its own charm. It's like being in a fantasy world.

There were a lot of large birds that passed by. A scene that makes us feel like we're living in the age of dinosaurs, right?

"Look, we've reached the central city." Yamato pointed at something ahead there. It was like a city in the usual. I think the city in the Abyss will be a little different. It turns out to be the same. Well, besides the shape of the building that looks much more beautiful. We flew lower, preparing to land right in front of the gate. Arthur's condition has improved. I think he can walk.

I turned my gaze to the city that was waiting for us there. There are many large and tall trees that are used as settlements and residences. There are also many flickering lights that glow like fireflies when viewed from a distance. The floating tree that I saw earlier came from this town. The crystal inside is very beautiful and beautiful.

We managed to land smoothly in front of the gate. Chira's body suddenly shrank, making our bodies that were riding her fall. I grimaced in pain. Yamato and Arthur managed to land smoothly, as if they already knew Chira's body was going to shrink. If it was only Yamato maybe I would understand. But Arthur too? Does he have the skills to talk to animals or something?

"Ah, Young Master! You are still alive."

"For a long time no see, Teddy!" Yamato greeted someone who seemed to be a gatekeeper. He wore black clothes in a white shirt. He also wore a polkadot motif tie with a striking color. Rather than being called a gatekeeper, he is better suited to be referred to as a butler.

"Sir, I will have the leader prepare the inn." The man bowed to Yamato, turned to look at us.

"I'm sorry, but who are the people with you?"

"They are my friends. Prepare a room for them."

"Understand me, Sir!" That person retreated slowly without turning his back on Yamato. The other gatekeeper led our way. I looked at the back of Yamato who was walking in front of us. Who exactly is he? Is he really a respectable person? Then what happened until he became the subject of such an experiment?

"What are you thinking, Lina?" Yamato asked without looking. His voice sounded different than before. The more the sound of his voice grew colder. I was silent, not answering the question he asked.

I don't know what happened in this place. I also don't know what exactly Yamato is hiding. I wanted to ask her a lot of questions, but I was afraid that it would make her feel uncomfortable.

"Don't think too much about things. I know you have a lot of questions for me. But wait until I tell myself. Don't ask anything."

Hearing that sentence from Yamato I grew even more silent, afraid to ask. Maybe I should shut up. We walked through the city. After passing through the gate, I was even more shocked. Although while riding Chira I have seen this, but still seeing it up close is amazing.

Along the way, all pairs of eyes were on us—or maybe on Yamato. Those who were originally casually doing activities suddenly stopped when they saw us passing by. The sense of urination is increasingly eating me away. But I have to keep quiet or I'll mess up.

From what I see, physically the inhabitants of this city have different shapes. Some have narrowed eyes and long ears. There are also those who have strange skin colors. I think the townspeople are raising animals too. But the size of the animals they keep has a reasonable size like the pet in my world. Well, although of course the shape and type are different.

After Arthur blurted out that line, all the pairs of eyes that were staring at us widened, as if they were very surprised. What's wrong? Did Arthur say the wrong thing? Or does Arthur's ridiculous attitude make them feel like he's weird? Arthur is actually strange. But their shocked gazes were not too exaggerated to be aimed at a freak?

"Arthur, you better shut up. Don't talk recklessly. We are not in a situation where we can joke. Anyway we don't know what's going on in this place. It could be that your speech was a sentence that had its own meaning to them." Layla who was walking beside me said without even turning her head to Arthur. His gaze looked straight ahead, not looking around. The aura looks a little different.

"Lina, you also don't circulate too many views or they will underestimate you. Give a charismatic impression. First impressions are important." Layla held my head, turning it to face forward. I glanced at Layla, staring at her flat face. Why do I feel like his face is a little different?

We continued to dive into the city. The more you look up close, the floating tree looks more beautiful. The crystal inside also emits a light that is soft but feels strong. What is the so-called "which crystal" I often read in fantasy comics? I shook my head, refocused. Layla's right, I have to look like a person with charisma.

"In the meantime, where are we going?" Arthur whispers.

"I don't know. Didn't I tell you to shut up? There are many who are watching us now." Layla glanced slightly, silencing Arthur's mouth with her gaze.

We continued walking straight, passing through the crowd just like that. They opened the road as soon as they saw us. Not long after, we stopped at one of the houses. Because the houses in this place are houses built together with trees, so all the buildings or houses in this place at a glance look the same in my eyes. Of course except the house that was in front of us at the moment.

This house stands very strong and majestic. I don't know what materials were used to build this house, but even though it was simple, this house looks very luxurious. The size is also quite large. I think this building has a height of about twenty meters. When viewed from the outside, this house seems to have five floors.

The guard who had led us went into the house alone, while we waited outside. Did he ask the homeowner for permission for guests to enter? For about five minutes we waited, the guard came out of the house.

"Please come in, Young Master. Madame Zygia's been waiting." The guard bowed, again leading the way. Are they actually a butler assigned to guard the gate?

We walked into the house. Inside it was filled with countless strange objects and weapons. In front of us was a very large photo.

"He is the hostess and her son. There's no picture of her husband in this picture because he died about three years ago." Yamato paused for a moment, looked at the photo, sighing.

In the photo was a woman who was about fifty years old, at least it looked so. The woman sat on a magnificent chair. Next to him stood a man who looked like his son. He was wearing black dominant clothes. That guy looks pretty handsome.

After a few seconds of looking at the photo, we continued walking up the stairs. Step by step stairs have different colors and are also coated in something that makes it look slippery.

"I hope you can be polite and keep quiet when we get there. Don't ask or say anything if I don't ask. No matter what you see, stay quiet. I beg!" The look on Yamato's face turned grim. His look looks bright. Is the person we are going to meet an important person for Yamato?