'Damn, if this is related to that Spiritual King who died in my establishment, then it can be terrible for me..' That man from before thought this briefly while feeling a chill on his back.
He then turned around and started running towards his establishment in the middle of that village.
"Hey, what are you doing? Don't you want to see this parade?" A person in the crowd asked loudly to that man.
"See that? I'm leaving the village!" That person shouted back, without even looking back. 'I'm going to pack my things and take my family as far away from the Black Plain as possible.' He thought, sweating in awe.
...
As the people of that village watched intently as the large group of Silva family guards entered the Black Plain, the many carriages and beasts of that group were slowly slowing down.
A beep had just sounded across the area from one of the principal carriages of this group, something that indicated that it was time for them to stop and do some planning.
