Chapter 3

After he left, Mary's complexion eased a little, and she squatted there clutching the bread, looking at the door, somewhat dazed.

Louis shook his head and didn't say much; good food and drink didn't mean this was home; they were all kidnapped and trafficked children!

And the reason Mary was targeted by the other party was because she didn't understand the situation when she first came in a few days ago, threw a tantrum, and angered the other party, resulting in a slap across the face; if Louis hadn't helped block it, her face might not have been able to reduce the swelling even now.

And at that time, Emma, who had a relatively better relationship with her, had hidden away very quickly.

At this time, Emma was eating the blueberry soft bread and even handed the fried chicken leg to Louis.

?

Louis didn't stand on ceremony and took it to eat; well, a chicken leg sprinkled with spices and soaked in oil juice was indeed fragrant.

At this time, a small hand holding half a piece of white bread with blueberry jam reached over; it was Mary.

Louis took it as well; in fact, Mary had been doing this for the past few days, probably as a thank you to him.

"How was everyone's harvest these past few days? I'll go first."

Emma looked at the few people and said.

"I've observed these past few days that Lady Emilia likes to dance, and every noon she will dance a piece with Nuel before taking a nap, waking up around three in the afternoon."

"Nuel basically spends every night in Lady Emilia's room, so his room is usually empty."

"And our air-time depends a lot on Lady Emilia's mood..."

"Lady Emilia's color matching for clothes... the dressing table is not allowed to be touched..."

Emma stated the information about the time one by one, clear and logical, not at all like the performance a six-year-old child should have.

If adults saw this outside, they would inevitably be greatly astonished, but here, no one was shocked; there was only quiet listening.

Mary, who was shrinking back, also spoke. "Lady Emilia's room is in the innermost part of the second floor. According to their span calculation, running through the hallway to the stairs and then downstairs takes fifteen to seventeen seconds, depending on the state at the time; there will definitely be errors."

"Also, the space in the main room of this manor is problematic; I've been to every room and calculated it, the area is wrong, it's much smaller..."

The space area calculation of each room, and the running distance of the hallway...

This observation, this calculation, this sense of space...

Louis felt a bit sour in his mouth; if he had this ability, his math in his past life wouldn't have been so bad.

At this time.

Both of them looked at Louis; this was their three-person alliance.

But at this time, the cold girl spoke.

"The manor has no obvious loopholes, and the surroundings are also very lonely, with no neighbors, but occasionally an old woman will bring a fruit stand nearby."

"Emilia and her son Nuel often go to bed, hmm, if you can understand these two words."

The three of them were all sizing each other up at this moment, understanding what the other party meant by speaking up at this time.

A moment later, just as Emma moved, Louis stood out and reached out his hand. "Welcome to join; I'm Louis, six years old."

The girl nodded stiffly; it could be seen that she seemed a bit unaccustomed to socializing. "My name is Hailey, eight years old, thank you."

"I'm Mary..."

"I'm Emma..."

After a simple introduction to each other.

"Alright, next I'll talk about my findings." Louis spoke, attracting their attention.

"That witch's ability is problematic; it can't be used often."

"I have a guess about the purpose of her and Nuel; it's highly probable they want to perform some evil witchcraft, and the purpose is nothing more than restoring youth or something similar; her aging speed and the words said today prove this point."

"And we are the materials."

Speaking of this, the complexions of the three girls were all a bit ugly.

Even if they were geniuses, they were still children, still in their childhood, and their families had told them stories about old witches, and their impression of them was terrifying and evil!

And now, they seemed to be about to become dried frogs in the hands of old witches...

How could they not be afraid in their hearts?

And as for Louis's speculation, they didn't mean to question it; the facts were there, and everyone was smart and could see it.

Louis looked at the three of them.

Emma, the person best at disguising, had unstable emotions at this moment, and her teeth-gritting appearance was slightly ferocious.

Mary, the little girl who was a bit tsundere, although her face was pale, was obviously still very calm, just muttering something in her mouth.

As for Hailey... her fists were clenched very tightly.

Based on the performance of the three, Louis had a deep understanding of their personalities.

"Alright, don't be afraid."

"The ones she acted on these past few days, and the corpses we stole a look at, were all nine-year-old children; there are very few below this age."

"So we still have time."

Facts have proven that as long as a terrifying crisis is not imminent, humans can easily comfort themselves and regain their composure.

"What should we do next?" Mary asked.

Her gaze was on Louis.

When truly facing a crisis, Mary still trusted Louis more.

Combining everyone's information...

Louis's eyes flickered. "Two methods."

"One, prepare things in advance and climb the wall to leave when it's air-time, or we find a way to open the door and then climb the wall to leave."

"Two, the room space Mary just mentioned is wrong; perhaps there are basements, dark rooms, etc., in this house; we should observe more often and then make a decision."

After speaking.

Mary nodded directly. "No problem, give me some more time, and I'll be able to find the missing parts and determine the location soon."

"Let's prepare for both, and besides, what should we do to climb out of the wall? We are all too short," Hailey spoke, pointing directly to the crux of the matter.

"Build a human wall, and also grappling hooks; I can make this. If possible, collect some iron like spoons and also..."

"Come, let's practice a bit first..."

"..."

The four people started discussing the escape plan in full swing.

The details of the plan were quickly perfected.

Only, among the four, Emma's gaze flickered slightly; besides those two methods, she actually thought of another way, and besides, the old witch dared to catch her, and she had to fawn over this witch all day long—it was simply disgusting!

How could just running away be enough!

She, and that Nuel, must pay the price!

When night fell, the night color invaded, and everyone fell into a deep sleep in their own positions.

A stealthy figure quietly came to Louis's side, took the book he had placed by his head, flipped through it slightly, and then quietly put it down and returned to her position.

Moonlight shone in through the window sealed by wooden boards.

It shone on the face of Louis, who should have been fast asleep; his two crystal-like eyes were bright and piercing.

(End of this chapter)