Chapter 702: 118. Turn one’s back on someone
“What’s the situation, Miss, although one of your men hasn’t been found, I suppose he must have died in the attack just now, for reasons unknown. However, the lives of these remaining people are in your hands. You are the prodigy praised by the elders of your family. Think it through, I believe you won’t let down the Turand Family that gave birth to and raised you, right, Miss?”
Valentina gripped the armrests of her wheelchair tightly, as if she wanted to completely dismantle the wheelchair beneath her. Just like those family members who knew her well, the kind Valentina inevitably fell into hesitation due to concern for the lives of others…
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“Hmm? Not found? Am I not right here?”
Just as Valentina’s eyes were becoming redder, her forcibly maintained composure, already at its limit, was about to vanish, revealing her inner fragility; suddenly, a man’s voice echoed from behind the group of Turand Family members at the end of the alley.
Valentina and Heidlin, already in a desperate situation, both brightened slightly at the sound. The members of the Turand Family also turned their heads only to see a man dressed in a white shirt, holding a long sword, with an equally fierce-looking… erm, book perched on his shoulder, looking back at everyone.
“Bow your head, Philis.”
Before the leading Turand Family member could speak, a flash of silver swept past. Philis, the only one of the three captives who was awake and had not bowed her head, heard Fisher’s calm words and obediently lowered her head. In the next moment, the heads of everyone in front of her flew up into the air.
For a moment, blood splattered everywhere as the headless corpses fell powerlessly to the ground. The knights, clad in heavy armor, had not yet collapsed. Beneath the lifted helmets of these knights, streams of electricity were wildly flickering. If you looked through the gaps in the armor, you would find no flesh and blood, but a device glowing with the light of magical technology.
It seems that the Turand Family’s cooperation with the Cardinal involved more than just reviving Helldor. No wonder, a family that could steal Phoenix Blood would have surely set its sights higher than just bringing back an old man on the verge of death.
For some reason, Valentina, who had remained calm even in the face of the Turand Family’s threats, felt a sudden stinging at the corners of her eyes when she saw that gentleman standing at the end of the alley. She rubbed the corners of her eyes, and it took a long time for her to swallow down the bitterness before she tried to say something, only to find that Fisher had already removed the restraints from Balzac and the others and walked into the alley.
Behind Fisher, six or seven Snow Fox Species members, small like dwarves, fearfully huddled into a small circle, watching the corpses on the ground and murmuring,
“My God, have we been away from the tribe for too long? Why is everything so chaotic out here…”
“We should hurry and take the medicine back, and then we can discuss whatever comes next.”
“Ah, this is too terrifying.”
Amidst the chirping and complaining of the Snow Fox Species outside, the tense atmosphere in the alley Fisher had just entered relaxed a bit. He slowly walked up to Valentina and Heidlin, glanced at them, and said with a smile,
“I’m not too late, am I?”
“No, you’re just in time.”
“You, always caring about…”
Heidlin and Valentina both thought Fisher was addressing them, and as they both started to speak, the briefly lightened mood became quiet once more. Valentina looked blankly at Heidlin, who coughed evasively, avoiding the gaze of the Miss.
It was Fisher’s voice that broke the silence. He looked back at the chaotic street outside and said calmly,
“We don’t have much time to linger here. If we’ve completely fallen out with the Turand Family, they won’t let things go easily. We need to leave Mia quickly.”