When speaking to others, reveal only thirty percent of what you know; never lay your whole heart bare.
This was the philosophy of the ancients when dealing with the world.
At least, I thought it made a lot of sense.
So whenever Little Demon asked me too many questions, I brushed them off.
I still had some doubts about Little Demon's origins. He had appeared at just the right time, and he had specifically sought me out.
"You said earlier that the person who could take us out of here was waiting for someone important. Do you know who he's waiting for?" I steered the conversation back to that matter. I was very curious about who this person capable of taking people away was, and who he was waiting for.
Little Demon said he didn't know. All he knew was that the person was very formidable.
"How formidable?" Weren't all the people here about the same? Besides, it seemed people weren't allowed to fight too much. If they really came to blows and blood was spilled, both sides would be targeted by the Living Dead. The Living Dead might not be particularly powerful, but there were so many of them that sheer numbers alone could overwhelm you.
We arrived at a small town. As for how long we had walked, I truly had no concept of time.
But along the way, Little Demon told me many things about this place, giving me the most direct understanding of it.
I just wasn't sure whether everything he said was true, or whether he had concealed anything. This was very important to me. I was completely in the dark about this place. I knew nothing and understood nothing. Everything came from his mouth. If he misled me in any way, the consequences could