Chapter 17.

¿Saved?

When he arrived at the stables he couldn't do anything because apparently the beast had learned fire and the animals that could have been injured were now nothing more than leather reduced to ashes… curse those types of situations couldn't be happening so often, it was as if every time he got ready to taste that little candy that was lying on his bed, something happened so that he couldn't taste it, could it be that the girl had some kind of curse on her, he doubted it she was too pretty for something like that to happen to her, but analyzing the situation of his lovers with none of them had this type of thing happened to him, but she was the one who brought bad luck or at least that was what he thought for which he said to himself inside: if the girl is cursed it means that her father is also and her little sister much more, so for which if I get rid of the root of the problem killing them all with one blow this type of things will stop happening although there is the possibility that the beast is attacking in such a brutal way its properties because it lacks food and as lately there are no stupid people who go to his voice with the mentality of heroes then the beast has gone out to look for food and as the biggest idiot did not find another place in which to be able to follow my properties, for which the man completely discharged the first option and shouted to one of the slaves, ordering him to go to the town and spread the rumor that a group of heroes were willing as a team to perpetrate the forest and bring the head of the beast, the slave did not say anything, he just listened and followed orders and ran to the town and spread it with other slaves who echoed resonance to his their patterns which in turn ended up spreading the whole rumor and encouraging the youngest and bravest to bring the head of the beast so two days later a group of about 15 young people between 22 and 12 years old ventured to enter the forest of the beast and bring its head.

 Allí of theml went with sharp weapons, lead pistols and torches, each one kept their eyes wide open looking for any slight movement but they did not count on the trees beginning to deform and their branches beginning to scare them away as if they were enchanted, the screams of the youngest at such a discovery was completely scary while the older ones tried to leave the forest returning where they had entered, but the bushes of that place grabbed them by the ankles and dragged them through the ground to the heart of the forest where a huge neglected and ancient fountain was full of weeds and dried viscera of some animals, the cries for help of the children were completely heartbreaking that could be heard in the heart of the town who closed doors and windows and practically hid under their beds as if avoiding being found by a greater evil…