There's Nothing Wrong Starting Life In Another World From Zero

Chapter 397: The True Story

One day passed since Layne lived in the village, he had been going around the village asking the same question.

Did the flower eat the souls of others?

And the answer remained the same 'I don't know, but that's what the villagers said.' The words continued even to the village chief.

Curiously Layne returned to her temporary residence and took a seat in the living room.

The team that had just finished looking for grass for his horse sat on the seat in front of Layne.

"I heard you go around asking about the flowers."

"I just want to know a different story and put it in a book."

"I see, but unfortunately everyone doesn't know either."

"It's true."

"I think there are some bad things that we should not know, until our predecessors kept it a secret but I heard there was a basement in the village chief's house that was locked tightly. Do you think there's any important information?"

Layne's eyes sparkled while holding Tim's hand.

"That's it... How about we infiltrate it?"

"I know you'd say it was Layne, but after this, don't try to find any more information about the flower."

"Of course."

After the sun sinks. Tim and Layne manage to get into the basement, they both search the archives hidden under the table and find something important.

"It's a diary."

The two placed a candle on the table and read the contents together. After a while, Tim closed his mouth in surprise while Layne did not express himself and closed the book.

"You all have taken this village."

"It's impossible."

Tim drops himself onto the floor and examines his body once again, the soul-eating flower that Tim had thought was actually non-existent.

The real thing is that the flower, able to move one's soul, in other words all the residents in this village are real flowers. While the flowers that Layne met were the real villagers.

According to a note that Layne read, one day a group of people thought that the flowers near their village were very disturbing.

Their powder causes allergies and damages their eye sight, however the villagers are not fond of flowers at all.

Among them there was a person who liked flowers and said that we should not damage the flowers, it would be better if we move the village to another place. Unfortunately neither the village chief nor the villagers would listen.

That one put a note here and then left after that, the reason why this book was also here was because the person who wrote it was the daughter of the village chief. Knowing about the flower, he decided to leave.

"And the girl had said the truth about the flower that she knew but no one wanted to hear."

All residents are competing to pull the flowers, unfortunately when they all touch them they exchange bodies until now.

Tim looked paled then turned his gaze towards Layne.

"What are you gonna do now?"

"You're not trying to bring back the villagers."

"This incident has passed about 50 years, I can't do anything, after all you have lived like humans.Even your memories are no longer in this world."

"Layne?"

"I shouldn't have brought you here, sorry."

Layne directs his hand and uses magic to erase Tim's memory.

For her own book Layne prefers to burn it. After all, the rice had become porridge, there was nothing Layne could do. After all, this was all the fault of the villagers who did not want to listen to the girl's warning.

The next morning as if nothing had happened, Layne began packing. He had one more day to stay but he decided to leave.

The team that did not remember the incident last night just looked at him in confusion.

"Don't you want to stay three days?"

"It looks like I have to leave now, I heard there's an interesting town after passing through that mountain."

"So, what a pity.this is a farewell, bring down some fruit for the provision of travel."

Layne received the plastic bag Tim gave her and thanked her.

"I'm leaving."

"Jaga yourself... Layne?"

When he turned around, Tim called him.

"I don't remember anything last night? What's..."

"The night I found you passed out on the doorstep, I think you're overworked."

"Is that so."

Layne nodded small and continued on his way. With this only Layne knows the truth of this village.

The day before he met Tim, he had stopped at a tomb on the hill, when Layne was curious because the tomb was the only one there.

Before long a woman appeared and placed a flower under her headstone and said.

"My mother loved to stand here in her life, she said from here she could see her village she had left."

"Leave?"

"Every time I asked him why, he didn't want to say it. He just forbade not to go there."

It was true, Layne could see the village from where it stood.

A village with a gate inscribed.

'Welcome'