Sorcery Monarch

Chapter 8: The Scarlet Moon

Chapter 8: The Scarlet Moon

"Burp~ Daddy, Yaya is full!"

With a soft and affectionate voice in Matthew's mind, the newly awakened and well-fed Yaya nestled back down contentedly.

Matthew gently picked her up, clearly feeling that she was much heavier than before—at least 25 pounds now.

As for where the 20 pounds of jerky she just ate went, Matthew simply thought, "A dragon's appetite is something you should never try to guess."

He carefully placed Yaya inside the carriage, protecting her from the soon-to-be-shining moonlight.

Matthew took the thick cloak handed to him by Steward Ralph, skillfully draped it over himself, and looked up at the sky.

Beyond the layers of distant clouds, a twisted dark red hue was slowly rising.

"Remember, never let any part of your body be exposed to the moonlight. Keep your hood and mask on, and don't take off your gloves."

"If you notice any damage to your companion's clothing or armor, immediately wrap them in a cloth sack and tie them up. The person in question must not resist!"

"Rest assured, even if exposed to moonlight, we have holy water and cleansing potions on hand to treat mild aberrations."

"But everyone must be vigilant. The success rate of cleansing isn't 100%, and it's very expensive. Even if you only bear half the cost, it will still be very painful."

"If we encounter anyone else, no matter who they are, do not approach them lightly. They may have already undergone an aberration. No contact until they've been inspected..."

"Also, remember that all moving creatures are potentially deadly. Keep your shields ready and stay protected."

"Only the guards and outpost soldiers are allowed to use weapons to avoid accidental injuries..."

Steward Ralph's arrangements were meticulous, even earning a nod of approval from Matthew, who quietly took notes.

At the same time, Matthew reflected on how, in another world, the moon was praised and longed for by countless poets, yet here it had become a symbol of curse and destruction.

Although he didn't know what had happened on the moon, the fact that its light could have such a terrifying effect on the entire material plane was chilling to think about.

After donning thick gloves, retying his pant legs, and checking his clothes, Matthew skillfully put on his mask.

Through specially crafted light-blocking lenses, Matthew could clearly see his surroundings, comparable to an enhanced version of night vision from another world.

Such was the wonder of alchemy and magic!

Ralph meticulously checked everyone twice, ensuring there were no oversights, and after exchanging a glance with Old John, who was inspecting the horses and vehicles, he raised his voice:

"Let's move out, head home!"

An inexplicable power resonated in Ralph's voice, making everyone feel a surge of strength from within, making them feel more energetic and their movements lighter.

"Level 1 Spell: Inspire!"

Unlike the daytime, the convoy moved silently at night, advancing cautiously on the slightly hardened dirt road.

This time, Ralph led the group from the front, vigilantly reminding everyone to watch out for every puddle and mud hole on the road.

After all the effort it took to transport these supplies here, losing them tonight would be heart-wrenching.