The worker at the Mill

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The bracelet with this unusual medallion, the code on the paper and the sentences have made from this code... The most important thing is that unbelievable reality. A, who kept the paper and the medallion.

These mysterious items were left to N from him. Even the paper itself wanted it.

"For N".

The paper she was currently holding was not A's paper, but it wasn't matter. That writing was in front of N's eyes.

H found them among A's belongings. A wanted N to use this item. Her friend A had asked N to come here...

There was no need to ask why. N had no regrets about being here. It was kind of like an assignment. It was assigned to her. By her best and only friend. By the friend she lost a year ago. It didn't matter where he found it. A wanted this...

N raised her head and looked at the sky. It was also the last nice thing she did with her friend.

But now the sky was clear and the air so fresh that the occasional breeze that touched N's teary eyes gave her the pleasure she used to get on quiet summer evenings.

N already knew what to do. It was useless standing around here. It would be better to go behind the building, into the village. Also, it wouldn't be bad to find out why A brought her here. N should have known that though. He could've not brought N here for nothing.

She put the medallion and the paper back in her pocket and went down the road. She felt more comfortable now. She didn't know what was expecting her, but that didn't stop her from wanting to explore the place. 

In any case, it couldn't be worse than what she experienced in the "meeting" a little while ago. While remembering the "meeting", those sentences and actions came alive in her eyes. She still couldn't forget those people in green suits, who were unusually short in height, but much bigger in courage.

N had been walking for almost 10 minutes. The road was a dirt road. She hadn't reached the town yet. N was looking around. In the distance, nothing could be seen but trees on either side. After walking a little, she heard voices coming slowly. It meant getting closer to the village.

Walking that long made N tired. But it was not time to rest, N was almost in town.

She saw a small building ahead. This building was a small hut and it had two round windows. While N was standing and looking around the hut, at that moment a small, even looked like a dwarf woman came out.

N was undecided whether to approach her or not. The dwarf woman had seen her. N decided to walk past her.

In the distance ahead, a tall building, still under construction, could be seen. While N was looking at it carefully, she was startled by a sudden voice. 

The sound was that of a bird above. She looked up and a black, crow-like bird was flying above N's head. A second seizure occurred while N was watching the bird.

"You seem like that girl."

N suddenly saw this sound coming from below. A dwarf was standing next to her on the left side. The dwarf was an old man, but it was not one of the frock-coat-wearing, top-hatted dwarfs she had seen before. This dwarf's hair was messy and his clothes were messy too. 

N hadn't seen him coming. There were no footsteps either.

"Follow me! Be quick!"

He also had a thick voice. As soon as he finished speaking, he motioned to N to follow him and started to leave. N followed the dwarf involuntarily. The dwarf turned left, down a street. N was also following him. 

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