"Don’t worry, Sister-in-law. Great-Grandfather didn’t blame our Aiden."
"Once Aiden recovers the rest of the supplies, that’s when we’ll truly distribute things according to merit."
"But speaking of which, Flynn ran into some serious trouble this time, didn’t he? I heard he took sixty elites out, so how come only twenty-something came back?"
’Arcadia White had no doubt about Lincoln White’s favoritism. After all, Anselm Hughes was the man he’d chosen for her; otherwise, he never would have let her marry him in the first place.’
Chuck Willow’s smile faltered.
"Accidents are bound to happen when you’re out gaining experience. As long as Flynn comes back safe and sound, everything else..."
She smiled, her meaning left unspoken but clear.
"Alright, it’s been cleaned inside. We’re leaving."
"Sister-in-law, we’ll need you to look after things at home for a bit. Thank you in advance."
Anselm Hughes said.
"No problem. There’s no need to be so formal, brother-in-law."
Chuck Willow watched as the group boarded the wooden-wheeled vehicle, a strange smile playing on her lips.
"Come with me for a moment. I have something to tell you."
Arcadia White said, walking beside Nina Jacobs.
"Hmph, Mommy’s going to tie Miss Jacobs up."
Julia Hughes, apparently still dwelling on the previous day’s events, made a face at Nina Jacobs.
"Oh? Is that so?" Nina Jacobs said, smiling as she looked at Arcadia White.
Arcadia White’s expression changed. She looked down and scolded her daughter, "Julia, what nonsense are you talking about? Mommy just has something to discuss. If you keep talking nonsense, you won’t get any snacks for a week."
"I get it. It’s Miss Jacobs’ fault for not helping me."
The moment she heard there’d be no snacks, Julia Hughes immediately backed down.
In the main courtyard, Nina Jacobs and Wayne Warner followed Arcadia White through a circular archway.
This seemed to be the residence of the family’s second branch.
On the way, she had also seen Han Lewis lying on the ground in the courtyard.
Han Lewis still had that same vacant look. Nina Jacobs glanced at him briefly before looking away.
"How have you been these past two days? I thought you’d be frightened by what’s been happening here and pester Aiden to take you away."
Arcadia White sat at an antique wooden table and poured Nina Jacobs a cup of tea.
"It’s been very safe. It’s rare to get a good night’s sleep."
Nina Jacobs replied.
’Whittaker Town was indeed incredibly quiet. There was no need to worry about zombies here.’
’After all, the people here were perhaps even more terrifying than zombies.’
"It seems you’re well-suited for life here."
Arcadia White looked a little surprised, but she was still pleased.
She stood up, walked over to a painting hanging on the wall, and said:
"The White Family was originally a reclusive clan in old Drakonia."
"It’s only in recent years that we’ve had to make contact with the outside world. That’s why we used to live in White Village. It wasn’t until the great catastrophe that we returned here under Great-Grandfather’s leadership."
She continued to speak as she gazed at the ancient landscape painting:
"This catastrophe wasn’t something we wanted. We Whites can only protect ourselves. So, after we finish gathering supplies, we will live in seclusion here to escape the disaster."
"As you’ve seen, we don’t just bring any outsider here. An ancestor once prophesied that Whittaker Town would be destroyed at the hands of an outsider. Therefore, the people we bring here are only those worthy of our trust."
"After you and Wayne Warner, we will not bring any other outsiders to Whittaker Town."
Nina Jacobs listened in silence.
’Arcadia White’s words sounded so noble and righteous, yet she didn’t mention a single word about the evil they had committed.’
’But she did find that prophecy a bit interesting.’
"The White Family also has an ancestral Magic. Just like those puppets outside, we have ways to make them obey us. This Magic is not normally passed down to outsiders, but those who are recognized by Whittaker Town may have a chance to learn it."
Arcadia White turned around. Seeing that Nina Jacobs had finished her tea, she smiled in satisfaction.
"How does one get recognized by Whittaker Town?"
Nina Jacobs asked.
’So the Puppetry Technique really is a type of Magic that can be learned.’
"For example, those who marry into the White Family, or those who are willing to contribute to our family."
"Nina Jacobs, are you willing to stay here?"
Arcadia White expected Nina Jacobs to hesitate, but she answered immediately:

A child couldn’t run as fast as an adult, and Han Lewis quickly disappeared from sight.
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