The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1202

Just Give Up

Only a few members of the Beasley family remained, and one of them, who could still speak, coughed up blood before speaking.

"Mr. Medicina, thank you for your timely assistance. Without you, the Beasley family would have been wiped out. We will never forget your kindness! We were ambushed before we could prepare to defend ourselves, and we have been retreating ever since. We were chased and blocked all the way here, losing five people along the way. Now, only a few of us remain. We have never had any disputes with the Frazier family, and we have always followed the rules. Furthermore, we have never intentionally offended anyone. So, we don't understand why we were targeted for this ambush..."

Upon hearing this, Caleb's eyes darkened, and he shifted his gaze back to the Frazier family members.

"I'm giving you one last chance. Speak up. Why did you set up an ambush?"

Everyone in the Frazier family seemed to have taken a vow of silence, refusing to utter a single word.

Caleb suddenly laughed, but his eyes did not share the mirth, making it rather chilling.

"Alright then, since you choose to do it the hard way. Don't blame me for being impolite."

After he finished speaking, he turned to Shane, "Leave them to us. After all, you are from the Bartitsu Guild. If word gets out, it won't be easy for you to explain."

Shane did not refuse. He loosened his grip and allowed the Medicina family to take them into the nearby woods.

Before long, a series of horrifying screams echoed from that direction, filled with utter desperation, chilling to the bone.

Neera felt a chill run down her spine, causing goosebumps to rise all over her body.

At that moment, Darcel walked over. He did not say a word, but just stood in front of her, positioning himself between her and the forest, like a silent wall.

Before long, the group finally confessed the truth as they could no longer bear the torment.

"Last night... last night, nearly two groups of people were... were eradicated. Someone has put out a hefty bounty to find the culprit. We're just trying our luck..."

As these words were spoken, Caleb's expression subtly changed, and he instinctively glanced at Darcel.

At the same time, the depth of Darcel's eyes became even more profound, as if they were dyed with ink, and covered with a layer of frost, chilling to the bone.

In this subtle moment, a silent exchange of glances between the two of them went unnoticed by everyone else...

Due to this minor incident, the group decided to take a short break here.

Neera had been walking for so long that her legs were too tired to carry her any further, so naturally, she had no objections.

She and Finnley found a rock to sit on, sighing and muttering to each other.

"We've only been in the forest for two days and so many conflicts have arisen. It seems the days ahead will be even more challenging. We must be careful."

Finnley, however, was quite carefree, leisurely savoring the coffee from the thermos.

"Rest assured, peace is not an option here. What do you think this is? It's a power struggle. From the moment we entered Mount Cloud, life has not been peaceful. All that remains is endless danger. Relax a bit, there's no need to be overly tense. We'll face whatever comes our way and adapt to the situation. No matter what happens next, we'll overcome it, even if we have to confront it head-on."

Neera was initially a bit nervous, but hearing him say this, she was amused and felt like laughing.

"I've noticed that your mindset is truly admirable. It seems like even the most tumultuous events are nothing to you."

The old man just shook his head and looked a little smug.

"Well, what did you think? That I've lived all these years for nothing? I've experienced so much more than all of you many times over. How could I possibly act like you youngsters, getting startled at the drop of a hat..."

Meanwhile, Caleb walked up to Darcel and asked him, "What's your take on this matter?"

Darcel glanced at the members of the Frazier family. Their faces were bruised and battered, and a glint of sharpness flashed through his eyes.

"Most likely, someone is operating behind the scenes, trying to form alliances with other forces and doing their best to eliminate any opposition. This way, they can save some energy. Otherwise, someone is trying to create chaos, so they can take advantage of the situation."

"A third party will benefit from a conflict between two parties. Ha, if that's the case, it's indeed a well-played strategy."

"It's not particularly wise, but sure enough, someone still falls for it."

"Let's not talk about this for now. What should we do about those people from the Frazier family? If we just leave them be, I guess they'll be rescued soon."

"Didn't you hear what they just said? If someone rescues them, the Gordon family will inevitably be dragged into this."

Caleb suddenly slapped his own forehead. "Oh right, I forgot about your sweetheart. We can't involve her in this. So, what's your plan? To get rid of them directly?"

After a moment of silence, Darcel said coldly, "Just discard them."

Caleb raised an eyebrow, "Alright, whatever you say, we'll do it your way."

So, he signaled his men, instructing them to drag those people into the woods for handling.

As for the remaining five from the Beasley family, they were taken in by the Medicina family, joining them on their journey...