Chapter 509: Forced Out the Third Shadow Priest - Saint Shadow Priest
Speaking of which, Jean Tocque was lurking cautiously on the roof in the distance, his figure completely blending into the surrounding environment, as if he had become one with the building.
After completing the ambush, he gently took out a colorful candy from his pocket, put it in his mouth and slowly held it, feeling the sweet taste spreading on the tip of his tongue.
Then, he began to look around vigilantly, his sharp eyes not missing any corner, and his whole body instantly entered a state of high alert.
Let’s talk about two things～～
There was a basement in the stone house where Kashin had carefully set up his ambush. Whether it was a coincidence or not is not discussed here.
A dark figure was quietly hiding in it. This mysterious figure was the third shadow priest, she was like a ghost in the darkness, quietly lurking here, waiting for the opportunity to come.
Just now, she closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and chanted something, performing an ancient, mysterious, and extremely powerful divination technique. As her chanting became increasingly low, the air around her seemed to freeze.
A moment later, when she opened her eyes and saw the result of the divination, she was shocked - it was a terrifying and very bad omen!
She couldn't believe what she saw, so she repeated the divination ritual again and again, trying to change this horrible ending.
But no matter how hard she tried, the answer she got in the end was always the same: there was no hope of redemption.
At this moment, her heart sank to the bottom, because she knew very well that her companions who had carried out the mission with her might have met with an accident and were in great danger.
What's worse, through this divination, she was horrified to find that her situation was equally critical.
Every time she did divination, she would draw the card from the Holy Lord's Guidance Card that symbolized a sword hanging above her head.
That card was like a curse, tightly entangling her and making her no longer able to hold out any hope for her own safety.
After all, she is not an ordinary fortune teller, but a person who is blessed by the gods and granted with divine-level divination abilities.
She has always been confident in the accuracy of her divination results.
However, faced with such a desperate situation, she fell into a deep dilemma.
If we want to escape successfully, judging from the current situation, we will have to wait patiently for at least ten days.
But the problem was that the food they had prepared had been consumed a few days ago, and now there were only three cleanly processed mice left on the plate in front of them.
These poor mice might be able to temporarily relieve her hunger, but they would never be able to sustain her for the long ten days.
These mice might be able to keep her going for a day, but how would she get through the rest of the day?
There is no doubt that these ten days will be a huge difficult time in her life.
If she could successfully escape this disaster, she would surely become famous and renowned all over the world...
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken and helpless.
Those brave companions, with great loyalty and courage, completely disregarded their own safety and risked their lives to protect her.
Those scenes were like a red-hot iron, deeply engraved in her mind.
At this moment, every time a companion fell down, it was like a heavy hammer, hitting her heart hard.
This heavy friendship made her feel deeply burdened, like an invisible mountain pressing on her heart, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Faced with such a difficult choice, she seemed to be in a vast darkness, unable to find a direction. Moving forward meant facing numerous dangers and might immediately fall into a desperate situation;
If she retreated, it would be a betrayal of her companions' sacrifice, and she couldn't accept retreating like this. She was in extreme entanglement and struggle, and she really didn't know where to go.
Every thought was a fierce battle in her mind, moving forward or retreating, these two choices were like two dead ends, opening their ruthless mouths at her.
Since there was no equipment for making a fire in the basement, it was a cold and dark space. Even if there was equipment for making a fire, she would never dare to use it.
Because once a fire is lit, the weak light or rising smoke may expose her position. In this dangerous environment, exposure means death, so she cannot be careless.
In desperation, she gritted her teeth, the sound of her teeth clenching was particularly clear in the silent basement. She closed her eyes, as if this could block out the nausea.
Then she grabbed a mouse and stuffed it into her mouth. With a pungent smell, she chewed it hard, and the sound of her teeth crunching bones echoed in her ears.
Although the nausea washed over her like a surging tide, making her want to vomit, she still endured the discomfort and tried to swallow every bite of food in order to survive and to have a chance to avenge her companions or complete her mission.
After all, in this cruel environment, only by filling your stomach can you save your energy and have a chance of survival. She knows this truth very well, just like clinging to the last straw in the dark.
She didn't care about the people lying in ambush above. In her opinion, these people's strength could not cause any substantial harm to her.
She had enough confidence in her abilities to know that she could deal with these threats as long as she didn't expose herself by bleeding.
However, once blood began to flow, the pungent smell of blood would permeate the air, just like lighting a lamp in the darkness, and she would undoubtedly expose her position.
By then, her hope of escaping would be zero and all her plans would be in vain.
The guidance of divination is to wait and see what happens, and never act rashly. The mysterious divination result was like an irresistible will, echoing in her mind.
She knew that divination often had a mysterious power, and the path it revealed might be the safest.
However, how could she remain calm when she saw her companions in danger? This conflicting mentality was like a fierce storm, raging in her heart.
Her frail body seemed fragile, but she had an indomitable will. With her strong willpower, she could endure hunger and hold on for ten days.
For her, these ten days were not only a challenge to her physical limits, but also a test of her will.
However, the death of her companion was like an unhealable wound that deeply hurt her soul. She knew that as long as she lived, she would be tormented by this guilt and anxiety for the rest of her life.
Although there were guards outside at this time, they were insignificant in her eyes and she did not take them seriously at all.
She is not blindly arrogant, but has a clear understanding of her own abilities. She has undergone a long period of training and practice, and possesses unique skills and magic.
However, despite this, she still hesitated again and again. Her heart was torn between loyalty and reason. On the one hand, she wanted to save her companions, but on the other hand, she was worried that violating the guidance of divination would bring more serious consequences.
If they don't take action now, it may be too late for their companions. Their lives are fading away bit by bit, and every second of delay may be the distance between life and death.
People here cannot be killed, which is a tricky problem. If she kills people, it will inevitably cause greater chaos, and then it will be more difficult for her to get out without being discovered. She must find a way to get out cleverly without hurting anyone.
This requires her to have extremely high wisdom and skills, and to move silently among dangers like a ghost.