Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
[Margaretâs Perspective]
âWhat was it like to be cut off?â Eric pressed. âWas it like being trapped in a fog or blocked by something?â
I glanced at Eric in surprise, surprised by the precise state he described. I replied, âAt first, it seemed to be blocked by something. I could feel the other partyâs presence, but there was a wall standing there. Later, that feeling changed. Everything was covered by a layer of fog. It was the same wherever I went.â
âIf thatâs the case, itâs very likely that itâs not the same thing that trapped you before and after,â Anthony said.
Eric and Elliot looked at each other. They obviously agreed with Anthony.
âIf itâs not the same thing, then what is it?â I looked at them in confusion and said, âWe havenât eaten anything since Elizabeth and I were locked up. If something can affect us, then why isnât the person guarding us affected?â
âItâs possible that theyâre being affected, too. You just donât know it,â Elliot said thoughtfully. âWe found a special drug in them before. Itâs poisonous to werewolves, but it has the effect of stimulating their own potential. The factors that are holding you back are likely to make the enemy stronger.â
Could something like that really exist??It was hard for me to imagine this.
A medicine that could strengthen oneâs body and weaken oneâs opponent. If the other party had such a weapon, what were Donaldâs chances of winning? My heart sank.
Why did they insist on staying here instead of helping Donald? Even though they knew that Donald was in danger.
I really wanted to try to contact Donald again with my Mindlink, but I was afraid that, as Elliot had said, I would really distract him. Besides, if he kept not answering me, what would I do? I didnât know how many terrifying images would form in my brain.
I turned to look at Elizabeth. She was holding Anthonyâs hand. She was not as worried about Armstrong as I was about Donald. Until now, I had not heard a word of concern from her. Her nonchalant look even made me wonder if I was really too nervous.
âThen for now, stay here. Anthony and I will search the house,â Eric said.
Wait, why is Elliot staying with us? Wouldnât we be better off with Anthony?
Before I could object, Eric and Anthony were inside the cabin.
I looked uneasily at the forest around us. I had a feeling that Elliot had an ulterior motive for staying here. Perhaps in the next second, a large number of enemies would descend from the forest or from the sky and surround us.
I paced repeatedly on the same ground. I knew that Elizabeth was watching me, but if I didnât do this, I wouldnât be able to control my anxiety.
I wanted to shout and run from here.
Oh! What a stupid decision to stay where you are and wait for someone else to make arrangements!
If Elizabeth and I hadnât escaped on our own, we would have been taken by the other party. How could Elliot and the other two find us?
âHow is the battle going? You havenât heard anything from Donald?â I interlocked my fingers and asked Elliot nervously.
Elliot shook his head, then looked steadily in one direction. This was the expression that would appear when he turned on his Mindlink. I saw his brows furrow and my heart tightened again as his expression changed.
âNo news,â Elliot said, his eyes clear again. âBut I sense theyâre closer. This shouldnât be the direction of the battle we deployed. It looks like the battle situation has changed again.â
âIs that good or bad?â I pressed.
âOnce a war begins, there is only victory or defeat. Until the outcome is known, we have no way of reaching a conclusion, Miss Margaret,â Elliot said.
âBut if theyâre closer to us, we should go over and help.â I looked in the direction of the forest, wanting to hear Donaldâs voice from inside.
Elliot sighed and said in a serious tone, âIf that happens, what we have to do is escape in the other direction. Thereâs no way Iâm going to get you into the middle of the battle.â
Elliot paused for a moment before continuing. âMiss Margaret, I donât mean to be rude. But as I said just now, your presence in the battlefield will not bring any help to the battle. Instead, it will be an obstacle. His Majesty has already sacrificed our combat power to protect you. Donât cause trouble for everyone else.â