Chapter 427

After trekking for a while and ensuring they were a safe distance from where they had encountered the enemy, Aiden finally ordered a halt. Old Garcia and Old Silas had been lost in the depths of the Crimson Forest for five days. While they hadn’t been completely without food, they were undoubtedly starving. Aiden had refrained from letting them eat immediately earlier because they were too close to the enemy’s lair and lingering there would have been dangerous. Now, at last, they could eat. Silas had never imagined that rehydrated hardtack could taste so good. He wolfed it down ravenously. However, on the other side, Professor Qin’s condition was worsening rapidly. His breathing became labored, and he seemed to be struggling. Panic surged through Silas. He forgot his own hunger and rushed over, his voice trembling with fear. “Old Garcia, Old Garcia! Don’t scare me like this!” “What… what do we do?” Forrest stammered, clutching at Aiden’s sleeve in desperation, his eyes welling up with