Chapter 5

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Louis's pupils constricted.

That was a thin, hairy, dirty man's hand!

At this moment, it was scratching on the ground.

In an instant, the first impression of this land, scenes from various crime movies and horror movies, swirled in Louis's mind.

It wasn't until the chains on the wrist collided with the ground that Louis's heart finally relaxed slightly.

Tied up, huh? Tied up is good!

Reason returned to the high ground.

Approaching cautiously, what came into view was a middle-aged man with pale skin and a haggard face, who seemed to have almost forgotten how to speak, lying on the ground, with iron chains tied to his ankles and wrists.

He seemed to have sensed Louis's arrival, raised his head, his eyes brightened, and he spoke with difficulty. "Run... don't... stay... here..."

He spoke stutteringly; it was clear that his language function had degenerated due to not speaking for a long time, coupled with the chains and pale skin.

One look and you knew he was imprisoned.

After a brief hesitation, Louis decided to take a gamble and communicate with the other party; after all, this was a rare opportunity that had to be seized.

Of course, he still didn't get too close.

Fortunately, Louis bet correctly.

In the stumbling exchange with the other party, he learned that the other party was actually Emilia's son.

That's right, her son.

A middle-aged woman could have a middle-aged man as a son—naturally, there was a problem with that.

His mother, Emilia, was a descendant of a witch tribe from Portugal; later, during the colonial expansion of America in the 19th century, she followed a man to this land of America, only to be abandoned because she was old and faded.

Since then, in order to maintain her youth, she used a kind of evil witchcraft that could absorb the life of young girls to restore youth, but the witchcraft had limitations; only witch descendants could be absorbed.

And she was all alone here; her tribe and relatives were all far away in Portugal, and there were no other witch descendants at all. Under these circumstances, she happened to give birth to twins.

Sin also began from this.

Relying on this witchcraft, she lived from the 19th century to the present, still able to maintain her youth and beauty, and relying on witchcraft, she also earned a lot of money, allowing herself to live a prosperous life.

Until more than ten years ago, this matter had an accident.

That year, she and her son... were pregnant again and gave birth to twins.

Not long after this, her son fell in love with a girl nearby; after discussion, they decided to elope, but before that, he wanted to steal his children out; he didn't want his children to endure the same dirty future as him.

Speaking of this, the man shed tears.

Hearing this, Louis already knew who the son-turned-husband in the story was.

Next, something unexpected happened.

The power of witchcraft was too strong; after he was discovered, his legs were broken and he was locked in the basement, while the woman who eloped took away the other child, life or death unknown.

The current Nuel was the child who was left behind, which was the son of the man in front of him.

"Nuel... how old is he..."

Looking at the hope in the man's eyes, Louis shook his head; he knew what the other party meant, but self-deception was meaningless; looking at the scratches on the wall, he knew the other party had a sense of time.

The man lowered his head, revealing a miserable smile. "Heh heh..."

Louis was in no mood to look at the other party's miserable state and hurriedly asked for useful information.

Finally, he learned.

【The more aged she is, the weaker her witchcraft power;

Opposite the secret room is a road leading to the outside, but it is locked, and it is difficult for children to open it;

Besides telekinesis, Emilia's witchcraft can also greatly increase her own speed and strength, but her physical strength itself will not change;

Finally, she loves her son very much; even if he has betrayed her, she hasn't killed him.】

After asking, Louis climbed the stairs to look at the door that was faintly revealing light, and the big lock.

Looking at this big lock, Louis suddenly took out an iron piece from his arms; it was the lock-picking tool he had specially found to use the blood-metal hinge these past few days.

He decisively bit his little finger, wiped the blood on it, inserted it into the lock, silently recited a request for Master Lu Ban to help, and after poking back and forth a few times, he stopped.

Next, he had to poke for two more days before this big lock could be opened.

He didn't know if Lu Ban was useful in this foreign land...

Afterward, Louis quickly returned to the hall the same way.

At this time, the hall had been cleaned up, and the children were sitting around in a daze; the experiences of these days seemed to have worn away their usual liveliness.

And Emma wandered among everyone, not knowing what she was saying, with a friendly and cute smile on her face, seemingly encouraging people, and some children obviously showed closeness to her.

At this time, Louis, who had returned, didn't attract attention; after looking at Emma, he called Mary and the other girl over.

"Nothing happened, right?"

"Nothing, it's just that the old witch's temper has been bad lately; I don't know if it's because of what happened last night." Mary subconsciously touched her head; it seemed a bit swollen.

It seems she was beaten again.

"By the way, why does the old witch kiss her son? And she drove us out; is it what Sister Hailey said before about going to bed?" Mary asked curiously.

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Damn, eyesore!

After a brief silence, Louis nodded.

Mary was thoughtful, while Hailey beside her didn't pay attention to this, looking at Louis anxiously; Louis nodded.

Soon, after returning to the room, he told the three about the secret room below, but didn't expose the blood-metal hinge, only saying that he was learning to pick locks and needed two or three days.

He received the surprise of the three.

For the next few days, the opportunity never came; instead, Emma and the others actually got familiar with everyone during their free time and became friends.

This day, everyone was sitting blankly in the hall after laying out the red dance carpet.

And Louis vaguely heard the shouting from the second floor.

"Oh, oh, oh!!"

Louis's mouth twitched; it seemed that the mother and son had forgotten to close the door, but, in broad daylight, tsk.

Hailey beside him suddenly looked over and whispered, "They must have no time to manage us now; this is an opportunity. What should we do?"

Indeed, no time...

Louis muttered to himself, then looked at Hailey. "Do you think they will let us leave?"

As he spoke, he looked around at the children nearby.

Hailey was speechless and finally sighed.

That's right, there were many people and the target was big; it wasn't realistic to want to leave secretly.

Emma, however, smiled. "Of course they will."

She came to the crowd, stating it with a serious expression.

And those children who were originally vigilant and resistant gradually became half-believing; when they all heard the sound from the second floor, everyone's expression turned into surprise mixed with a trace of panic.

Their gazes couldn't help but look toward the door.

(End of this chapter)