On the mountainside, there was a newly constructed straw but at the very end of the residential area.
Constructed with wooden walls and a thatched roof, the hut's simplicity starkly contrasted with the more sophisticated buildings nearby.
At a cursory look, it appeared more suited to house poultry than people, which was the reason Remus had initially passed it by. However, the place was exceptionally tidy and filled with a faint fragrance.
Remus was lying on the bed inside the thatched hut, his eyes tightly closed, plunged into unconsciousness.
After experiencing a series of fierce battles and then depleting all his spirit energy, he had managed to reach this place solely by the strength of his will, let alone stay awake.
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