All Chapters of Tales of the Moonlit Grimoire: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I got to the local airport with Rafe. It was a very different atmosphere, much hotter and much warmer.However, I wasn't surprised by that but something else was. I met a man at the airport when Rafe and I were leaving."Faghri, is that you?" I asked cautiously, and Faghri instantly denied it. However, I noticed that Faghri's expression changed the moment she saw Rafe standing next to me.I was aware that there was a bad relationship between these two, and that Faghri was partly to blame. It all began with the first hotel incident, and it appeared that Rafe's punch to Faghri's face had left some lasting trauma.The man simply nodded before quickly moving away.In a low voice, I asked, "Why is he here too?"Rafe replied nonchalantly, "Might be here for the oil business."I forget sometimes that Faghri is the son of a petroleum company owner. He might be scouting potential sites for a new refinery.I turned up Rafe's sleeves and looked at him, curious but knowing it wasn’t my place to p

I'm exhausted right now. Traveling on a road similar to that motocross track for nearly twenty hours. Although there appeared to be puddles of mud occasionally, our car never became stuck in one. But now that we were in the village and staying at a local's house, I could breathe a little easier."Looks like Rafe's arranged for someone to take care of us," I muttered to myself, surprised but relieved to know our accommodation was sorted.The village is lovely, but naturally, there aren't any hotels there. Initially, I had assumed that Rafe and I would spend a month camping in the middle of the forest.The elderly woman approached me and inquired, "Have you had anything to eat yet, dear?" Her translator relayed her words with a warm tone.Though sometimes a person's expression conveys more information than words can, I was unable to understand what she was saying.Watching the translator, I nodded and thought, "So that's what she's saying."Yes, this device was different from others. I

I followed the little girl down a road lined with tall grass. The girl stated that she wished to accompany me to her parents' grave.The bushes crunched beneath our feet, and the earthy scent of leaves filled the air.As we approached a small field, I noticed two simple earthen mounds adorned with wildflowers. This was without a doubt the tomb in question."Has someone been looking after this grave?" I inquired, noticing the meticulously tended mounds.Although it was surrounded by tall bushes, it appeared to be almost completely devoid of grass in the tomb area.The girl nodded, her eyes gleaming with pride. The girl appeared to be acclimating to life without her parents, though nostalgia lingered in her mind."I keep it clean," she explained, her voice tinged with responsibility. For some reason, I had the impression that this girl was always putting on a brave face.I approached one of the graves with mixed feelings.The little girl trailed behind, clutching a bamboo bottle in her

The thicker the leaves of the trees became as we went deeper into the forest. It was also a little dark, as the dense foliage seemed to block some of the light."Why is it suddenly cold?" I was perplexed as to why the temperature seemed to drop as we got deeper into the forest."Looks like it's starting to cloud up," Rafe observed as he scanned the sky. Rafe appeared to be peering through the dense foliage above us.I nodded, thinking that it was also the cause of the cold wind. It appeared that it would rain in this Borneo forest.- I'm hoping it doesn't rain.I just hope it doesn't rain because that would ruin everything.I'm not a fan of the cold, and I don't think rain in the jungle would be a pleasant experience.A sudden rustle cut into our conversation.I've been startled by strange sounds far too frequently recently, which makes me even more cautious.A shiver of fear gripped me as I froze. Rafe's hand came into contact with mine, his grip firm but reassuring. "Keep calm," he

It was pouring heavily in the forest, and the young man named Faghri had a frustrated expression on his face. Faghri was becoming increasingly frustrated as raindrops soaked his jacket. "I never expected the terrain to be this difficult," he grumbled to himself, recalling his mission to find a new source of petroleum, a task that now seemed futile in the midst of his confusion. "I need to find shelter," Faghri said again, and his gaze was drawn to a rather unusual location nearby. When it was opened, it revealed the lip of a large cave shrouded in vines. The thick darkness of the cave enveloped him inside. Faghri fumbled with his flashlight, revealing the rough stone walls through the darkness. "I hope there's no danger here," Faghri reflected once more. His hopes were quickly dashed when a cacophony of terrifying growls echoed throughout the cave. As three large wolves emerged from the shadows, their eyes glittered in the torchlight, Faghri's heart skipped a beat. Faghri r