Chapter 152 The Body

Timo, clutching the stack of apple pies, dashed off excitedly to find someone.

Rhea walked alone toward the blacksmith's shop.

Rowan was hammering away at the anvil, sweat pouring down his face.

Rhea hung around at the blacksmith's shop entrance for a bit, but didn't see the old farmer Clement.

She checked the time on her system. It was already eight. Clement was supposed to come by around 7:45 to