Each of the three people had finished reading the books they were holding. There was confusion written on their faces. Those books could not be said to be good books, but they were not bad either.
"The books turned out to be related to each other." The youth who wore thick glasses spat out those words in a tone that was far from satisfied. His two friends could hear the regret in that short sentence.
"The stories in these books don't start from the beginning. There should be other books in this place," said the curly haired youth.
"Maybe the books are stored in another chest," said the slender young man.
"Where's the other chest?" The young man with minus glasses looked around them.
"I don't know." The curly-haired boy shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe it's buried somewhere not far from here, buried under dirt and sand."
"It's not an easy job to find that thing," said the youth with thick glasses. "That's if it's actually around here."
"Are we going to look for it?" The slender young man looked at his two friends.
"The important thing is, now we rest here first," said the young man with curly hair. "Tomorrow morning, we'll think about our next move."
His two friends agreed with that. They then started putting up tents to rest in that place. After everything was ready, they started laying down in the tent. Each one of them feeling a little bit richer than when they had started out that day.
Each of the three people had finished reading the books they were holding. There was confusion written on their faces. Those books could not be said to be good books, but they were not bad either.
"The books turned out to be related to each other." The youth who wore thick glasses spat out those words in a tone that was far from satisfied. His two friends could hear the regret in that short sentence.
"The stories in these books don't start from the beginning. There should be other books in this place," said the curly haired youth.
"Maybe the books are stored in another chest," said the slender young man.
"Where's the other chest?" The young man with minus glasses looked around them.
"I don't know." The curly-haired boy shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe it's buried somewhere not far from here, buried under dirt and sand."
"It's not an easy job to find that thing," said the youth with thick glasses. "That's if it's actually around here."
"Are we going to look for it?" The slender young man looked at his two friends.
"The important thing is, now we rest here first," said the young man with curly hair. "Tomorrow morning, we'll think about our next move."
His two friends agreed with that. They then started putting up tents to rest in that place. After everything was ready, they started laying down in the tent. Each one of them feeling a little bit richer than when they had started out that day.
