After throwing a few words to the villagers...
We immediately left the village.
After instructing others to follow by cart or on foot, or to escape via the coast, only I and a few people moved quickly by Porter.
My hands gripped the steering wheel tightly.
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"It's there."
They walked for a long time, passing through forests and hills. And when they reached a place with solid ground, he finally raised a finger and pointed somewhere.
Vicente, though exhausted and panting, raised his head. And looked up at his finger and the hill at its end.
"Evacuate to that place exactly 44 days from now. It would be good to dig into the ground from now and preserve food and water. You should be able to endure for at least three days."
"B-but isn't it too high and steep?"
"Yes. That's why no matter how high the water rises, it won't dare to invade."
He turned to the tribe members who were briefly protesting and spoke. Then people stirred.
"..."
