Chapter 97: Faces in the Dark
It wasn't the first time she'd felt that kind of gaze.
For many years, the strong image of the witch was nothing more than a disguise, and the real Villerite had always felt inferior and confused about her talents.
This is a fact that God has predestined and cannot change.
The boredom that had been pressed in her heart in the past came to her heart in the dead of night, and even the imminent sense of crisis faded away.
Villerett closed her eyes, trying not to think about it.
Floating in the air with countless dust, cold ground, hard plank bed...... It had been abandoned for a while, uninhabited, and the cramped, dimly lit rooms had a strange and somber smell that was nothing compared to the witches' usual days at the lake house.
Fortunately, Wellett is not a pampered eldest lady, and there are more than one experience of harsh wild environment, only resting in caves or even forests.
Probably because she was too tired, she closed her eyes and her mind slipped into a deep dream.
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I don't know how long it took, but the girl faintly heard the sound of rustling from her ears. It's like a rat or a cockroach crawling by.
She snapped open her eyes, and was greeted by the darkness that could not be seen, and the silhouette of the furniture bed immersed in the darkness, and......
A face that can't be seen clearly.
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Although Villelet was flustered at first, she knew better what to do at the moment.
She didn't make any movement on the surface, but in fact, she calmly used her spiritual ability to check her whole body, and found that there was no abnormality, including the clothes and shoes on her body, and there were no traces of being touched.
The girl breathed a sigh of relief, and quietly reached into the inside of her skirt and grabbed a handful of spell casting materials from her hidden pocketβfor wizards, even if they didn't borrow any alchemy items or materials, they could cast spells empty. However, some special materials do enhance the effects of magic and save wizards' mana.
Willet's gaze wandered around.
The night flowed through the room, and the quiet darkness enveloped the beds, the old furniture, and the tattered walls, and even the roars of the monsters, which had not been interrupted since the day when they stepped on the ground below, seemed to come from far away, and became unusually vague and ethereal.
Only the eyes not far away, shimmering with a pale glimmer in the faint light cast in from the window.
She listened intently for a moment, and noticed that there was no one else outside. I can't hear the sound of snoring or breathing from sleep.
...... Where did they go?
Viellet's heart became vigilant, she no longer hesitated, and quickly made a standard spell casting gesture after getting up, and whispered to the other party.
"Who are you?!"
As she spoke, the witch's fingers were already wrapped in a bright fire. The flame rose in the wind, illuminating the darkness of the room and the face of the pale-eyed owner.
"Miss Edward...... Ahem, it's my ......."
The middle-aged man sitting not far from him coughed and made a weak sound.
"Mr. Director? Why are you here? β
Wellett didn't let her guard down.
"What about the others?"
The middle-aged man put his hand to his mouth and coughed desperately, as if he was going to cough out his lungs, and he didn't have the strength to answer her question for a while, and after a long time, he took a breath, and the man's face in the firelight was as bloodless as a dead man, and he said softly.
"Don't worry, you know I don't have the power to threaten you...... What's more, do you see it? I don't even have the strength to walk now. β
The witch's turquoise pupils were slightly dilated like cats.
It was then that she noticed that the warden's coat had become tattered and bloodstained, and there were obvious bruises on his hands, feet, and face, which looked fresh, apparently from the recent beating; There was a large scar on his chest, which rose and fell faintly with his breathing. Near the exposed wound, the coagulated blood was a dirty dark brown in the glow of the flames.
There is no doubt that this is a serious injury that can make a person unconscious or even die.
"You...... Do you say ......"
Villert quickly guessed what was going on, and anger rose in her heart.
"Just half an hour ago, I was kicked awake by your companions, and then I was called out of this house and beaten up badly......"
The middle-aged man said with a wry smile.
"I didn't dare to resist because I knew there was no point in resisting, and it would only cause me more serious injuries and more painful torment... After beating me half to death, they threw me into the rubble from a coma, intending to feed me to the demons. β
"You know, those monsters have very sensitive noses, they're especially sensitive to the smell of blood, and I can't move. They're not doing anything right, and if I leave it alone, I'll be eaten by the monsters sooner or later. β
Wellett's slender hand on the hem of her skirt clenched subconsciously.
ββ¦β¦ And then what? Why do I only see you and not them? β
"They're not here, and I'm afraid they'll never come back. I'm the only one who insists on coming back here...... Ahem, I must tell you the truth, it is a reward for your kindness. β
Mr. Director's pupils were dark, as if he was laughing at his own life.
ββ¦β¦ For I knew very well that in that group of people only saw me as a living person, and not as a rat in the gutter. β
Actually, Duncan he ......
When Violet first thought this, she was surprised by what the other party said next-
"You have to get out of here quickly."
The middle-aged man's expression became extremely serious.
"The man who seems to have a good relationship with you, Duncan David, is actually a traitor hidden in the ranks, and he has always had bad intentions...... Even the one who manipulated the demons behind the scenes could very well be him! β
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After the shock, Willett was a little dazed.
She subconsciously wanted to shout at the man who slandered her friend, but the witch couldn't say anything when she saw the miserable appearance of the poor man in front of her, and his serious eyes that didn't look like a lie at all.
Finally...... What exactly did he go through?
The middle-aged man did not rush to let himself go, but quickly began to explain.
"Actually, I didn't really pass out, after the group left, I woke up and wanted to crawl somewhere else, at least stay in a place where I wouldn't be eaten,"
"As a result, halfway through, I found the three men in the ruins not far from here. I thought it strange to see what was going on, only to find out that they were confronting their companion, the man named Duncan David. β
β...... No, it's a bit of a 'confrontation', they're obviously scared of this man, like I've been scared of them. The hands and feet of all three of them were trembling, but probably because they didn't want to die, they chose to have to fight him. β
"When I got closer, I heard one of them say to Duncan in a loud voice, 'Why did you betray the teacher, betray the magic tower, and collude with outsiders!' Something like that. β
"Then I noticed...... Ahem, behind that man, there was obviously a large group of demons following, but he didn't mean to attack him at all, it looked more like he was escorting him and guiding him. I don't know why he came out at night, but it's certainly not a good thing. β
Violet didn't speak, but her face grew cold.
The man didn't say a word of rebuttal, probably too lazy to explain to the inconsequential little characters. He just told them to hurry up. The bunch wasn't Duncan David's match at all, and they were knocked out in a few rounds. β
"I took this opportunity to leave. I don't know what the ending of those three will be, but I'm afraid it won't be too good. In my opinion, that man must have wanted to kill people after the matter was exposed. So if you don't get out of here quickly...... Ahem, maybe you'll be poisoned......"
"Miss Edward, please believe me, I am not lying......"
Before he could finish speaking, Violet, who had been silent, interrupted him.
The blonde girl didn't look angry or incredulous, nor did she look sad about it. At this time, she was very calm and said very seriously.
"I see. If what you say is true, I'll leave. Leave now. β
The witch got up from her bed, walked to the edge of the room, and glanced out. What caught her eye was an empty, dimly lit room.
"When did you see those three men being knocked down by Duncan David?"
"It took me about five minutes to climb here......," the middle-aged man struggled to recall, "so it must have been ten minutes ago." β
"It seems that even if you count the disposal of corpses, there is not much time left."
Welllight said. She turned her head to look at the middle-aged man lying on the ground like a leper dog, and even the movement was already difficult.
"I can get you out of here."
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, revealing a complicated look.
ββ¦β¦ Miss Edward, would you still like someone like me to lend a helping hand in such a situation? I'm ...... now"
"It's not unconditional. However, you can answer me one question. β
β...... What's the problem? β
Villerett took a deep breath.
- "How the hell did you escape from Duncan David?" β