Chapter 1250
Bao'er sat on the grass drinking milk . She was a few years old by now, but her appearance hadn't changed at all .
Han Sen did not know whether she was simply slow to develop, or if she'd be like this forever . Regardless of what her circumstances were, he was determined to take care of her .
Han Sen was going to wait until dark . If the two people he expected to see did not arrive, he'd attempt to sneak into the shelter with the Night Cloak .
Within the hour, though, Han Sen noticed a ship approaching the shore from across the river . He stood up to take a better look . It was white, and it moved incredibly quickly .
When the ship neared, though, Han Sen's face changed and he looked ill .
The ship was made out of bone . It had a bone mast, and the sails had been crafted from animal hides . Of course, such a ghastly ship wouldn't scare Han Sen . He had encountered far more nerve-wracking horrors in his time .
What most rattled Han Sen about this scene, however, was the presence of a human at the front of the ship . At the bow of the ship stood a cross, and there was a man crucified upon it .
The man seemed to be of old age, although his treatment had undoubtedly made him seem more withered than he might have actually been . He had been stripped naked and pinned to the cross .
He was fastened to the cross by thick, crude nails that had also been forged from bone . They had been driven deep into his arms and feet . The old man looked to be great agony, but he knew moving would only incite more pain . Thus, he moaned softly, but he remained still .
Blood ran down his body and the cross like monstrous veins . Han Sen thought he was having a sneak peek at the gallows in hell .
Han Sen knew many humans were suffering in the Third God's Sanctuary, and their numbers might even outweigh the amount of those who were happy and in good condition . But this was a cold reminder of reality . This savagery had become just a simple fact of existence there, and now it had been reinvigorated and put on display in front of Han Sen . It made him angry, and it was fanned by the flames of frustration, knowing there was nothing he could do right now to help the man .
Han Sen gritted his teeth and swallowed the bitter pill of knowing he could not be of aid .
He couldn't risk exposing his presence there, and even if he did try to save the old man, any enemies that might have been on-board could kill the man and prevent Han Sen from getting what he wanted .
Furthermore, if Han Sen was unable to remove the contract that bound the man, even after a successful rescue, he'd be killed before Han Sen could return him to the Alliance .
The old man then saw Han Sen, and after, the boat steered in his direction . It was as if the boat was obeying some manner of mind-control .
The old man looked to be in pain and said, "Young Man, do you hail from another shelter?!"
"Yes," Han Sen said .
The old man looked happy, and the faint presence of a smile crept courageously back onto his face . He asked, "Are you free? Can you return to the Alliance?"
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