The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1211

The more Neera listened, the more her brows furrowed.

"If that's the case, these people are incredibly malicious. I wonder who is so desperate to see us dead."

Darcel shifted his arm slightly. Thankfully, there wasn't any serious issue.

"It's not clear at the moment, but judging by their methods, it's likely the influence of the Bartitsu Guild."

Neera recalled what Chad had said before. The power they had at Lordsworth Estate was mostly moderate, while the Bartitsu Guild would go to any lengths to achieve their goals. She felt that this was highly probable.

"I keep thinking that this incident is somehow related to the people who ambushed us last time," she mused. "Both of these large-scale attacks were clearly targeted, and the number of people involved this time was noticeably more than the last. The plan was also more comprehensive than before, as if they've learned from their previous failure, hence the increased investment and meticulous preparation."

After some thought, Darcel nodded. "It's not impossible. However, if it's related to the previous group, we'll need to be even more cautious going forward."

Neera was puzzled. "Why?"

"Last time, there must have been at least two family forces gathered. Afterward, they suffered heavy losses and left. This time, those people definitely won't be involved again. However, the fact that the mastermind behind this can still send out so many people indicates that this person has likely rallied even more forces behind the scenes to serve him. Given this, it won't be easy for the Gordon family to deal with it."

Hearing him say this, Neera couldn't help but feel deeply worried.

"I wonder what's happening on the other side of the valley now. I hope Shane and the others haven't been injured. And those people who attacked in the night..."

Seeing her worry, Darcel comforted her in a gentle voice, "Don't panic. Everything is fine. Before the landslide, we were in a good position. Most of their forces were in the water. It's almost impossible for them to turn the tables. At most, they could take advantage of the chaos to escape. They wouldn't harm the Gordon family. Besides, Caleb is there. They will help the Gordon family. Don't worry."

Indeed, that was easier said than done. She couldn't help but feel anxious since she couldn't see them and didn't know what the situation was.

Because her thoughts were all focused on Shane, she failed to notice the small detail of Darcel directly calling Caleb by his name just now.

"Don't worry about them for now. You're injured too—you should take care of yourself."

"Ah, this? It's nothing to worry about." Neera glanced down at the scratch on her forearm, seemingly unconcerned.

Yet, with a serious expression, Darcel insisted, "What do you mean it's nothing to worry about? An injury is not a trivial matter. It needs to be taken care of. Let me help you."

After he finished speaking, he reached out to grab her hand.

Neera, however, chose to dodge his hand, just as he had dodged her hand earlier.

"This is just a minor injury. I can handle it myself. I'll take care of it."

Neera chose to step back and obediently follow instructions, but she refused the man's offer to help.

No matter what, Darcel was an outsider. She needed to maintain propriety and distance.

Darcel's hand paused mid-air, and he glanced at her. Her head was slightly lowered, her expression calm, her eyebrows subtly raised.

"All right, you handle it yourself. Take a break here. I'm going to check out the situation and see what we should do next."

Neera nodded. "All right, just be careful."

At that time, Shane and his companions had already escaped from the valley.

The recent landslide almost buried them inside the valley.

Luckily, they reacted quickly and didn't linger in the fight.

However, it was a pity that the group managed to escape during the chaos. They couldn't catch anyone.

"Damn it! They got away, and we don't even know who's pulling the strings behind the scenes!"

The members of the Cox family were all disheveled, cursing loudly in their anger.

Shane was not in the mood to deal with these matters at the moment, his gaze incessantly wandering around his surroundings.

"Is Neera around? Has she not come out yet? Has anyone seen her?" Unable to spot Neera, he grew anxious, his questions coming out in a rapid-fire manner.

Everyone shook their heads, both Charles and Finnley's faces looking terrible.

"We didn't see her. Wasn't she with you before? How did you two separate?"

Shane gritted his teeth. "We were together initially, but when the mountain collapsed, we were separated by the rolling stones. I couldn't get across, nor could I see what was happening on her side! As the rolling stones increased, I had no choice but to descend first. I kept thinking she must have run down another path with Darcel!"

Charles' face turned even more unsightly when he heard that.

If something were to happen to Ms. Garcia, how would we ever explain it to Mr. Gordon?

Just then, Caleb spoke in a soft voice. "There's no need to worry so much. Ms. Garcia will be fine."

Currently, Finnley was also full of worries, his tone somewhat unpleasant.

"What do you know? How can you be so sure! You don't seem worried at all. The one who disappeared with Neera is one of your people. You're so calm. Don't tell me you don't care about their well-being at all?"

If anyone else had said this, Caleb would probably have been frowning by now.

However, since Finnley was an elder and a highly respected individual, he would naturally show some respect. He explained in a calm and unhurried manner, "Easy there, Mr. Weaver. It's not that I don't care about their well-being, but I trust in the abilities of Darcel. He's been through a lot of these situations and has managed to escape death every time. Rest assured, he's got a strong life force. He definitely won't die in a pile of rubble. He'll surely escape with Ms. Garcia."

With a hum, Finnley voiced his doubts, "Do you really trust him that much?"

With a resolute expression, Caleb said word by word, "My trust in him exceeds that in myself."