The residents before him hadn't turned into wandering souls yet, but their thoughts and movements had already begun to stiffen and slow.
"I would like to ask, where is the village gate?"
The villager pressed his hat to his chest and took a while to comprehend what Lann was saying.
He turned stiffly and pointed his hand to the high ground behind him.
"From... there. Keep going... upwards, and you'll reach it."
The village was in a mountainous area, not very large but with a significant level difference.
It seemed that the village gate connected to Lasric City's entrance bridge was at the highest point.
"Thank you."
As Lann maintained a cautious stance, he thanked the villager.
"I still have some food, do you need it?"
"Foo...d? Yes, yes."
Lann handed over a piece of black bread, and the villager quickly took it and started eating immediately.
