The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1195

“Not getting away unscathed...” Caleb's demeanor shifted. His previous nonchalance was gone, his upturned eyes narrowing slightly, comprehending the implications of Darcel's threat.

He didn't try to stop him either. He stood up and glanced at Luna not far away, his eyebrow slightly raised.

“Do whatever you want since you already have it all figured out. I'm done arguing with you and hitting the sack. I'm wiped. Good night.”

He covered his mouth to yawn, waved his hand dismissively, and returned to his tent.

Darcel stood rooted to the ground, gazing at Neera for a while longer, then summoned two men.

“Watch her. No more mistakes are allowed.”

The two men nodded respectfully. “Yes, sir!”

After giving his orders, Darcel took a final glimpse at the soundly asleep young woman before turning around and leaving.

At three in the morning, Darcel and Luna stood in the deep forest not far from the camp, enveloped by darkness.

“Deal with the group who attack tonight as you see fit. I don't want to see any of them again.”

The man's tone was icy, like a sharp blade slicing through the pitch-black darkness.

Luna kept her gaze trained on the ground. Her eyebrows didn't even twitch at the order, and she merely nodded in acceptance. “Yes, I understand!”

She moved with agility and quickly disappeared into the night.

That night, at a campsite somewhere in the forest, about a dozen people dressed in black were resting, all with rather grim expressions on their faces.

“Who would have thought the Medicina family would actually step in to help the Gordon family? I've never heard of any communication being exchanged between the two before!”

“D*mn it, everything happened so quickly! If the Medicina family hadn't meddled, we would have succeeded by now!”

“Hasn't the Medicina family always prioritized medicine and considered martial arts insignificant? How come their men are so skilled? They're definitely not inferior to any of the ancient martial arts families!”

“Do any of you notice something feels off? It seems like some of the people from the Medicina family aren't using the traditional martial arts techniques from their family?”

“Exactly! I was just about to say the same thing! That man with a scar on his face, his skills are extraordinary! I've never encountered anyone like him before!”

“I also find him quite peculiar. Despite his average punches, every move he makes is incredibly sharp. I almost ended up losing to him.”

They were all talking at once, tending to their wounds while engaging in a heated discussion filled with grumbles and complaints.

Someone couldn't take it anymore and irritably shouted, “What's the point of saying all this now? We've failed the mission tonight and should be thinking about how we're going to explain our failure when we get back!”

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone fell silent.

The mission had failed. They had no idea what kind of reprimand and punishment they were about to face.

Just then, suddenly, a slender figure appeared like a ghostly shadow behind the crowd in the profound silence.

Her arrival was as quiet as the church mouse. Not a single leaf was stirred.

“You don't have to worry about explaining when you get back,” she said indifferently, startling the men.

Instantly, a dozen burly men shot to their feet, all looking at her simultaneously, immediately becoming alert.

“You! You're from the Medicina family!” Someone immediately recognized her as the very person they had fought earlier.

“What do you want with us? What do you mean?”

Luna rolled her shoulders slightly. Her face was cold as steel, devoid of any expression.

“I mean it literally. You don't have to think about explaining when you return, because...”

She slowly lifted her icy gaze.

“You can't go back anymore.”

The men's faces darkened, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

“What do you mean? Do you think you can defeat us all by yourself? Stop blowing hot air!”

A hint of expression finally appeared on Luna's face as she sneered.

“It seems you are quite full of yourselves. I alone would be enough to handle each and every one of you. However, my master's ordered me to deal with you quickly, so I had to bring some people along for the sake of efficiency, just in case of any unexpected occurrences.”

On the heel of her words, a dozen figures emerged from the deep forest, encircling the group.

The men in black were greatly shocked and terrified, seeing they were hemmed in.

Each one of them was highly skilled. Thus, they were always keenly aware of any possible danger.

Yet, they hadn't even noticed until that very moment that so many had hidden so close to them.

“W-When did you all arrive?”

Luna answered coldly, “Does it matter when we arrived? You don't have much time left anyway, so why obsess over such trivial matters? It would be better to pray earnestly for you to have a better life in hell.”

“You!” They were stunned and angered by Luna's arrogant tone, “Don't get cocky! Do you think you can take our lives with just you lot? In your dreams!”

Luna furrowed her brows with impatience. “We'll know soon enough whether it's a dream. I advise you to save your energy. Regardless of whether you die sooner or later, your death is inevitable, after all.”

The next moment, she raised her voice to command, “Let's finish this quickly! Leave none standing!”

After she gave her command, her subordinates scattered and charged toward the enemy, wielding their swords, their blades gleaming fiercely.

Several minutes later, the sounds of fighting ceased. An overwhelming, pungent smell of blood permeated the entire camp, and bodies were strewn everywhere.

“Let's head back.” Luna put out the blazing fire, glanced at the final plume of smoke, whirled around, and left. Her figure quickly vanished into the darkness.