At this moment, a severely ill girl spoke up, “I know the key should be in the kitchen because I’ve seen oil stains on his hands several times.”
Hearing this, Nora glanced at everyone, biting her lip as she softly replied, “Then wait for me, I’ll go back to look for the key.”
Now she was the only hope for everyone. But what if Nora was just deceiving them and never came back?
“Yeah, why should we believe you’ll come back to save us?”
“You have no relation to us, why would you help us?”
There might be some conspiracy in this.
Nora opened her mouth to say something but couldn’t find the words. She hadn’t even thought about saving them before. She only agreed earlier because of the secret the little girl mentioned.
“It’s up to you. If you don’t believe me, you can wait for someone else to rescue you. But I’m afraid you won’t have that chance!”
Howard used to be in charge here, and compared to others, he was relatively good, never insulting or abusing them. But now that Howard was in trouble, the village chief would definitely send someone else to take over. Others in the village weren’t as easy to deal with as Howard.
“Nora, don’t mind them. Our deal still stands. I trust you, and that’s enough. Time is running out.”
“You trust me?”
With so many people here suspecting her motives, why did a little girl like her trust herself so unquestionably?
Cheche nodded solemnly. “Yes.”
“I won’t doubt the person I entrust.”
Was this what it felt like to be trusted by someone?
Nora suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, but it wasn’t bad.
She finally looked up at the little girl. “Wait for me then, I’ll be right back.”
With that said, she turned and left.
Alisha looked on in amazement. Was the little girl really only seven years old?
In such a dangerous environment, she could remain so calm and seek outside help. In just a few words, she got the woman to agree to help.
If it were her, she might not have been able to come up with a solution so quickly.
“Cheche, you’re amazing.”
She genuinely praised the little girl, who smiled faintly without any modesty.
“Auntie, don’t be too surprised. I have many talents.”
Cheche now knew that this woman named Alisha was only pretending to be Kelvin’s wife for the mission. So her attitude towards her wasn’t as cold as before.
On the other side, Nora retraced her steps to the shack and went straight to the kitchen to find the key.
After turning the kitchen upside down, she found the key in the basket, along with a thick stack wrapped in oil paper.
“What’s this?”
Curiously, she opened it and found three shiny gold bars, weighing at least five or six pounds each.
“It must be his hiding spot.”
Nora wrapped the gold bars back up and stuffed them back into the basket, then hid the basket in the stove.
It was so dirty inside that ordinary people wouldn’t bother to look there.
Just as she got the key and was about to leave, Nora keenly noticed three or four men walking towards her.
“My guess was right. The village chief did send someone to take over here. I need to hurry and rescue them before they arrive.”
With that in mind, Nora quickened her pace.
At the same time, the people in the dungeon anxiously fixed their gazes on the door.
“It’s been so long, why hasn’t she come back yet?”
Some were starting to pace around impatiently.
Alisha was also worried. They were forced to separate now, and she didn’t know how Mr. Foley and Mr. David were faring.
“Cheche, are you sure she’ll come back?”
As soon as she finished speaking, a familiar figure appeared before them. It was Nora, holding the key, returning.
She hurriedly unlocked the door.
“You guys follow me quickly. I just saw three people heading this way. They must be trying to relocate you.”
“Three people?” Alisha asked, wanting to confirm the number.
“Yes, three people. I wouldn’t be mistaken,” she replied confidently.
Cheche had a new idea. “We don’t need to run. Why don’t we catch them like fish in a barrel?”
Alisha agreed that counterattacking was the best option. She said confidently, “Just three people, I can handle two by myself.”
“But… what about the third one?” She looked around and realized the people here were sick, small, and weak. It would be a problem just to walk out, let alone fighting.
Nora was about to suggest she could try, but looking at her delicate hands, accustomed to drawing and playing the piano, she couldn’t bear the thought of getting them dirty with blood.
At that moment, Cheche stepped forward. “Then I’ll take care of the remaining one.”
“You?” Everyone looked at her with doubt, swallowing nervously.
“Can you do it?” It wasn’t that they looked down on Cheche; she was just too young, still just a child.
Cheche shrugged. “Do you have a better choice? Don’t worry, I have a secret weapon.” She blinked innocently, her mysterious demeanor arousing curiosity about her so-called secret weapon.
The little girl naturally wouldn’t tell them, because once the secret was revealed, it wouldn’t be a secret anymore.
Next was to find weapons and wait quietly for the arrival of the enemy. As Nora had said, there were indeed three men, each carrying a gun and a rope around their waists. They approached the dungeon step by step, chatting in a language nobody understood.
It wasn’t until the leader used a key to open the dungeon door that he spoke in Chulae’s language. “The village chief said tonight they will all be sent to the temple for the blood ritual of the deity.”
Hearing this, the women in the dungeon turned pale with fear, trembling uncontrollably. This reaction greatly pleased the men.
They joked, “Originally we could have given you a way out, but who let the witch want to activate the love charm.”
“There are several good-looking women here. If there were no orders, I would really like to taste one.”
“Stop it, have you forgotten Camren was crippled because he played with Howard’s woman? Put away your thoughts and quickly send them to Magic Temple.”
“Alas, what a pity.”
…
Just as the two men stepped into the cell, a black shadow suddenly flashed at the door, catching them off guard.
“Who’s there?” The men instinctively reached for their guns, but the shadow was faster.
A kick landed on the man’s wrist, the pain so intense he couldn’t even scream before the gun fell from his hand.
In the next moment, a hand grabbed it. Alisha rolled forward, aiming a shot at the other man’s shoulder as she landed on one knee.
“Cheche, now!”
“Yes.”
The third man realized something was wrong and attempted to escape, but it was too late. All he heard were the whooshing sounds of two projectiles flying through the air.