After a round of commotion, the temporary hideout was filled with screams and cries.
Some subordinates couldn’t hold back anymore: "Captain, why don’t we let her go? We really can’t stand it any longer."
Although they were trained to endure extreme stress, their bodies had limits too.
The demoness struck without warning, inflicting significant physical damage.
Not only that, but the demoness also attacked their spirit.
They were professional assassins from The Umbral Zone, skilled in assassination, tracking, and hiding.
But they were facing someone even more professional from The Dark Tower, repeatedly getting caught, and ultimately, Raina stepped in to direct them as they scampered like cornered rats, successfully ditching their pursuers and returning to the temporary hideout.
The members of The Crimson Blade Hall still remember the contemptuous look Raina gave them, as if they were ants or trash, and it hurt deeply.
The captain wore a bitter expression; did they think he wanted this?
He even begged the ancestor to leave quickly, to stop plaguing them.
But what did that ancestor say?
"You think I should leave, it’s useless. I don’t think so. I don’t want you to think, I want me to think."
Classic Veridian CEO talk.
Basically, it’s easy to invite a god, but hard to send one away.
Fortunately, Raina still had some conscience left and didn’t torment them endlessly. Seeing the timing was right, Elias was probably about to catch up, so she voluntarily left.
However, before leaving, she deliberately set a scene, pretending to be tied up at the dock, about to be taken away.
But she didn’t expect that even the best-laid plans could fail; she dug a pit for herself and ended up burying herself.
She calculated everything, except that someone might be lurking in the shadows.
Seeing Claire North suddenly appear at the warehouse on the dock, along with the shadow emerging behind her, the old fox Morgan Payne, Raina finally uncovered the mastermind behind recent events.
"Looks like today brings an unexpected surprise."
"It might be a disaster for you. The poison inside you is called Lockheart, something I’ve spent decades crafting specifically for your master, and there is no cure in this world," Morgan Payne said, narrowing his triangular eyes, staring greedily at Raina. Back then, he couldn’t win over Raina’s master; now, having this woman’s precious disciple, who knows if she’d claw her way up from the underworld in fury.
"Stop wasting time with her, send her on her way." Claire North glared at Raina venomously, blaming her for everything; it was because of her that she couldn’t have Elias, was abandoned by Beau Shelby, and had to endure torment from the old fox. Everything was because of Raina.
With her pretenses stripped away, Claire North showcased her true self, and contrary to expectations, Raina found her somewhat pleasing.
But just as Claire finished speaking, Morgan Payne slapped her fiercely.
"Shut up, who’s in charge here, you or me? Do you have any say in this?"
Claire North’s face swelled red from the slap, filled with humiliation: "You promised to help me get rid of Raina."
"You want her to never appear in Southgate again, never appear before Elias. Rest assured, I’ll take her away and cherish her well, ensuring she never appears before you again."
As he said the word ’cherish,’ Morgan Payne’s eyes glinted with lecherous intent. Follow current novᴇls on nοvelfire.net
Claire North, having been with this dirty old man for a while, naturally knew what he had in mind.
He was probably enamored with Raina’s beauty.
Though somewhat pleased that Raina would soon suffer the same fate as herself, being ravaged and humiliated by the dirty old man, she also felt a tinge of jealousy and discontent.
Why did every man want Raina?
But Claire North knew she couldn’t control the dirty old man, and could only accept it all.