My Cell Prison-Chapter 217 - : The Crow

Chapter 217: Chapter 217: The Crow

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Returning to his room, Han Dong completely ignored Mia, who was lying outside the window.

Using the previously drawn well water, he finished a series of wash-ups, then fell on the bed and went to sleep.

Seeing Han Dong completely ignore her,

Mia grumbled her mouth, looking quite angry, and quickly crawled away…

“It’s a bit strange…according to Mia’s own personality, she should have tried everything to crawl into the room and quarrel with me. Whatever, time to sleep.” freёwebnoѵel.com

He fell asleep and didn’t wake up until almost noon the next day.

When Han Dong came out of his room, the entire team was gathered on the first floor, eating their own convenience food.

Among them,

Mia was no longer clinging to him, but deliberately sitting very close to Abe… the two were chatting enthusiastically about their academics while having lunch.

During this time, Mia also shot Han Dong a look, seemingly conveying a ‘stealing your man’ message.

Looking helpless, Han Dong took out his mixed grain food from his bag, sat alone in the stairwell to eat…pondering some matters concerning the Ghoul Factory.

Just then, a wave of force came from behind him.

“What’s the matter, Winry?”

“Ah…Deputy Leader, how did you know I was looking for you?”

“Your hand is almost falling on my shoulder, if you’re not looking for me then who else are you seeking?”

“Hehe! Can you make some room for me, I’d like to dine with the Deputy Leader.”

“Sure.”

Just as Han Dong moved to his left,

Winry sat down promptly, holding a super large steak covered in cheese.

The fiery red ponytail, black muscle vest and loose linen trousers, along with her muscular contours and wheat-colored skin combined with Winry’s exaggerated eating gesture.

She looked less like an apprentice knight and more like a brick mover at a construction site.

“Deputy leader, want some?” Winry pulled out a compressed sausage from somewhere.

“No, thanks.”

Winry could only put the sausage on her steak, increasing the amount of meat.

“Ah… Deputy leader! Actually, I have a favor to ask you…that is, since the team’s actions are basically decided by you.

Can I take the lead when we head to the ‘Granary’ area today?

Yesterday, I didn’t do anything and almost got you hurt… I want to do something for the team, otherwise, I feel very useless… Ah! Ouch! Bit my tongue!”

In her excitement, Winry bit her tongue almost flinging the steak from her hand.

“Sure.”

Hearing Han Dong respond, Winry completely forgot her pain, “Ah! Great, thank you, Deputy Leader.”

Nothing was done yesterday, the guilt kept her up all of last night.

When she heard that Han Dong was going to assign her the task of leading the charge, she was so excited that she showed off her free hand and hugged Han Dong.

Her body, strengthened with the G-virus, squeezed so hard that there was some compression noise from the bones.

“Let go…”

“Sorry…” Winry asked apologetically, “Leader, do you need any weapons or armor made recently? I may not be as good as my master, but I can still use the high-level furnace and forging table. That should satisfy your needs.”

“I’ll ask you when I need them.”

Of course, Han Dong had plans in this regard. The Plague Doctor’s Short Blade would reach its usage limit eventually…Han Dong could prepare for his next weapon in advance.

“Speaking of which, can you forge staffs?”

“Yes…the melting and manufacturing of magic crystals can be done. After this training session ends, you can contact me at any time, Deputy Leader.”

“Alright.”

“So… Deputy Leader, shall we exchange contact information?”

“Okay.”

After lunch.

The replenished novice squad set off once again, heading for the “Wheat Field District.”

At the crossroads of the wheat field and the forest area, the “granary” mentioned in the clue was located here.

Next to the granary, there stood a dilapidated windmill about ten meters high.

On the decayed windmill blades, there were three ‘Neutral’ [Crowmen].

With crow skulls and their bodies covered in feathers, beneath their heads they looked humanoid… They squatted on the windmill blades, their black eyes watching the people below.

If they sensed any danger, these crowmen would quickly fly back to the forest.

“You go ahead to the granary and hand the clue to the gatekeeper… I’ll be right over.”

“Okay.”

Han Dong purposely lingered beneath the windmill, looking up into the eyes of the [Crowmen].

Ever since he entered Gain Forest, Han Dong had seen a ‘Double-headed Crow Man’.

There was a temporary eye-contact then, which gave Han Dong a strange feeling… like he could communicate normally with such a spooky crow creature.

This feeling was particularly strong when he made close eye-contact with these crowmen.

Why would he have such a feeling?

Han Dong suspected that it had something to do with the root cause of the “Little Demon Eye”, the “Faceless Skull” and the mark given by the Crow Prophet.

Perhaps the formation of these crowmen was connected to the Skull at its source.

How to communicate?

Han Dong recalled the way the Yellow Robe Being communicated with him.

Han Dong bent over and placed his right palm on the ground.

Tentacles sprouted from his palm, and recalling the strange text only the Little Demon Eye could understand… Cracking and crunching! With the movement of the tentacles, Han Dong wrote a string of distorted characters in the midst of the rice field.

The general meaning was, “Nice to meet you.”

The crowmen who received the text message immediately made a ‘caw caw’ sound and seemed very excited.

Han Dong tried to wave at them.

But, the three crowmen immediately flapped their wings and swooped down.

Just arriving at the granary, the team heard the crows’ call and turned back, just in time to see the sight of the crowmen swooping down.

Thinking that the crowmen were about to attack Han Dong, they prepared to provide backup.

However, the scene that followed left the entire team shocked. (The main door of the granary faced the other side, and the guard knight didn’t see what was happening at the windmill)

The three swooping crowmen actually squatted in front of Han Dong, completely still, quite obedient.

Although the crowmen had strong, black beaks.

However, due to their ‘humanoid’ nature, they had evolved a mouth structure beneath the beak, complete with vocal cords… which provided them with a basic ability to speak.

The ones squatting in front of Han Dong seemed eager to communicate.

“Lead… lead… lead… lead people.”

“Oh? So, you can speak.”

Han Dong looked surprised.

However, communication was still somewhat difficult with their low-level language ability.

Han Dong tried to touch the forehead of the Crowman in the middle for a mental communication.

Who would have thought… The crowman he touched actually snuggled up voluntarily, with a look of comfort on its face.

When Han Dong tried to touch the other two crowmen, he got the feeling of having adopted three wild pets.

Before he died, Han Dong always liked pets like cats and dogs. Occasionally stroking a cat could calm his restless mind.

Stroking a cat or a dog is quite normal.

Stroking a crowman.

Hmm… at least for the people of the Holy City, this was unprecedented.