Chances to Another Life

39. I Confided in the Rebel Ghosts

I was once accidentally buried in the ground while training in the barracks, and that was only a week ago. Now I was buried again, this time voluntarily to avoid the fire.

This grave was quite deep, otherwise I would have been roasted by the heat of the fire, which I could still feel even though I was quite far from the ground.

The crackling of the trees was deafening, similar to twigs on a campfire, but this time I was sure the fire had burned down the remaining trees.

Hendrik! I was sure he was the culprit. I also thought that there was no way he could have done this just to kill me, he must have wanted to threaten the military with all of this. That's the most plausible motive I can think of.

Then I started to worry about Delilah. She was strong and agile, but I couldn't even estimate Hendrik's strength. There's a chance that he knows Delilah's true identity as the Windvire Clan.

I have to get out of here and save her. But I won't be able to do anything until the flames are ex