When Angor and Mia reached the entrance of the cellar, they immediately saw the woman and the boy they saw with Scouting Eye.
The woman still looked like a "young man". She was standing in a corner, shielding the child behind her.
"Who are you? What do you want?" asked the "young man" in a clear voice.
It seemed the woman was not only good at disguising herself, but she could also change her voice, which made her disguise even better.
"Brother, I'm scared." The little boy in his hero suit trembled behind the young man's back. He only felt better after leaning against the wall. But he was still trembling, especially his hand that was holding the wooden sword.
"Don't be scared. I'm here. I won't let them hurt you." The young man had already gotten into his role. His eyes were filled with stubbornness and youthful spirit, as well as fear after pretending to be tough.
While the "brothers" were talking, a lazy voice came from behind them.
"Hey kid, don't keep sliding down the wall. And don't try to use your sword to touch the mechanism behind the cabinet. You'll get whipped if you don't behave."
Surely, it was Dorcas who spoke in such a frivolous manner.
The young man and the child both frowned. "Hurry up. I'll stop them," said the young man without hesitation.
The little boy stopped acting. He crouched down and tried to stuff his wooden sword into the gap behind the cabinet in the corner.
If the cabinet was moved away at this moment, one could see that there was a taut line on the wall behind the cabinet. As long as the wooden sword was slashed, the line would be severed. On the other side of the line was a hidden crossbow mechanism.
The line was also connected to the gap in the wall. It seemed there was something behind the wall as well.
However, when the boy was about to insert the wooden sword into the gap, he suddenly screamed in fear and sat down on the ground. He tried to shrink back, but he was still stuck in the corner.
Still frightened, the little boy crawled to his feet, wanting to get away from this place.
The young man was standing in front of the boy, ready to sacrifice himself. When he heard the boy's scream, he quickly turned around. "What's wrong, Colo?"
"There's, there's … a ghost! A ghost! Mom, there's a ghost behind the cupboard. I saw it. There's an eye hidden in the dark gap, and it's staring at me! "
The little boy, Colo, did not bother to address her as his mother. He directly called her "mother" and pointed out their relationship.
"Ghost?" The young man didn't understand at first, but suddenly, his expression changed. He turned to look at the men opposite him. "You did it? Are you sorcerers? "
No one answered because Angor and Mia had already entered the cellar.
Instead of looking at the mother and son, he looked at Dorcas and asked, "Are you affected by Modia's words? You always want to use a whip. "
Dorcas said with a mischievous expression, "Isn't it normal to whip disobedient children? It's best if it's the kind with thorns and bleeding grooves. "
He had to be out of his mind to talk to Dorcas normally.
He looked at the mother and son in front of him. "One is a master of disguise, while the other is already an actor at such a young age. As expected of mother and son. Both of you have the same talent for disguise."
Angor's words made them even angrier.
Dorcas was still a child, and he was good at acting. However, the "ghost" scared him so much that he began to tremble while hugging his mother's leg.
Feeling her son's trembling, the mother forced herself to calm down and spoke in a calm voice, "I saw Mia. Are you White Crocodile's supporters?"
Angor did not answer, but the young man admitted that he was right.
"The White Crocodile adventurer team does indeed have a grudge against us, but you were the one who attacked us first and stole our spoils."
Mia couldn't hold back anymore. "So you're from Hero Team! We didn't attack you first. You crossed the line! "
"What? You want to talk about 'taking over the whole place' again? Let me ask you, the Black Dragon Adventurer Team, the Lynx Team, and the Ruins Guardian Team are also active in District Three. Do you dare to offend them?
"They … they're not like you!"
Dorcas sneered. "What's so different about them? They're just stronger than you, so you don't dare to do anything. "
"So what? Survival of the fittest is the law of this place," Mia said.
"This place is nothing but ruins. There are no rules, only people's hearts and their bottom lines. The so-called rules are just an excuse to hide. " The young man was still sneering. "White Crocodile, on the other hand, has no bottom line. You used your self-righteous rules to kill so many other adventurer teams. You deserved what you got."
"Karma?" Dorcas repeated the word playfully. "The White Alligator Adventurer Team's retribution is your Hero Team?"
"Heroes only exist in their hearts. Setting a bottom line for ourselves is the motto of our team. We didn't even bother to retaliate against them. They came to us on their own. They lost, but we didn't kill them. That's the bottom line of a hero. Swords have no eyes during a fight, but once the fight was over, we let them go as long as they were still alive. How else do you think Mia is still alive? "
"But White Crocodile was still wiped out in the end, wasn't it?" Dorcas asked.
"In this place, those who follow the law of the fittest will be devoured when they lose their power. It's the other adventurer teams who killed them. It has nothing to do with us. "
Mia said, "Your team was the one who ordered them to do it. You even lured the Witch's Eye to me and killed my two remaining teammates!"
Dorcas pinched the bridge of his nose speechlessly. Did this chick forget that she was the one who betrayed two of her teammates? In other words, the cause of their deaths was directly caused by her!
"We didn't do that. Besides, I don't know what the Witch's Eyes are. It's up to you whether you believe me or not! "With that, the young man stared at everyone with a cautious look.
The woman was good at both disguising and acting, but she was just an ordinary person. Supernaturals like Angor didn't even need to use Word of Truth to know that she was telling the truth.
The Hero Team didn't do anything to White Crocodile. Instead, White Crocodile came to them and lost. Not only did they not kill their captives, but they also let the remaining survivors go.
Of course, even though Mia lied, most of what she said was true. She was standing on the side of the White Crocodile adventurer team. She saw 'bullying the weak' and 'booking the entire venue' as a matter of course. From this standpoint, how could they tolerate the Hero Party touching their cake?
Still, from an outsider's point of view, White Crocodile deserved it.
As for the Hero Team, they couldn't say for sure whether they were good or bad. Everyone had their own bottom line, but that line could be changed, and no one could tell whether it had changed or not. This kind of idealistic argument was only for show.
"Alright, we have a rough understanding of your situation. We're not White Crocodile's supporters. We're just using Mia to find you, "Angor spoke up.
Hearing that the Extraordinaire was not the backer of the White Crocodile Adventurer Team, the young man's expression relaxed a little. Their Hero Team was quite famous in Division 2 and Division 3, and they rarely had any bad blood with each other. White Crocodile was one of the few enemies they had. As long as the Hero Team had nothing to do with White Crocodile, they should have a chance to survive.
Angor looked at Mia. "Now that we know she's a member of the Hero Team, you can go. I won't forget what I promised you. The moment you step out of the cellar, I'll cast a defensive spell that lasts for six hours. As long as you don't stay in the ruins any longer, I'll make sure you get out of here alive. "
Angor didn't like what Mia did, and he didn't like her attitude. However, these were all trivial matters that had nothing to do with him. Since Mia did have clues that could lead them to the underground maze, and she also led them to the Hero Team, Angor would keep his promise and let her go.
"You … You're not here to kill the Hero Team?" Mia couldn't believe Angor's words. She thought these people were here to kill the Hero Team because they were moved by her story. But it seemed she misunderstood Angor's words.
"It's none of your business. You're useless now. Just leave. Don't get in our way," Dorcas said. It was Dorcas who spoke. He then looked at Angor and said, "What a waste. She managed to escape from area three by betraying her teammates. I don't think she can't leave without a defensive spell."
Angor ignored Dorcas' words and kept looking at Mia.
Even though Angor didn't look at her in the slightest, Mia still felt a chill down her spine. Under Angor's gaze, she had a feeling that if she didn't leave now, she would never be able to.
Mia nodded stiffly. "I'll leave now. Right now."
After saying that, Mia slowly retreated. The moment she stepped away from the entrance of the cellar, a defensive spell emitting a faint glow fell from the sky and enveloped her body.
Inside the cellar.
"It's such a waste to use it on her. Why don't we cast a defensive spell on Kael so that he won't drag us down?" Dorcas muttered.
"You already did it while talking to me," Angor said with a look that said, "You didn't even do it, so why are you helping me?"
Kael was suddenly dragged into the conversation. He quickly waved his hand and said, "There's no need for that. I have my own magic scrolls."
No one paid any attention to Khael because he wasn't the focus of the conversation. He was just an "example" without any emotion.
Count Dark suddenly spoke up, "I thought you're a scholar like that old Light Walker. I didn't think you'd have a black heart as well."
Angor didn't want to waste time talking, and he didn't know what Count Dark meant. "Black and white both have their own value."
"Why do you say that, Count Dark?" Dorcas asked curiously.
"If you don't give her a defensive spell, as you said, the woman has a good chance of surviving. But if you give her a defensive spell, she won't be able to survive. "
Dorcas quickly understood what Count Dark was trying to say.
People's minds changed. Greed and profit were the same.
At first, Mia really did want to escape from the ruins. But now that she had a defensive spell, would she change her mind? There were plenty of treasures in those forbidden areas.
If she changed her mind, she might not be able to leave the ruins alive. Greed was a sin that would destroy any chance she had of escaping.
Dorcas patted Angor's shoulder. "I knew you were a bad guy back at Princess' Castle. You're really good at manipulating people's minds. Nice Mind Illusions. "
Angor did not explain. Good things turned into bad things, and bad things turned into good things. This was common in daily life. Just like choosing between nobility and despicableness, it was a simple choice.
What Mia needed to do was a simple multiple-choice question.
As for what she chose, he didn't really care.
Compared to Mia, Angor was more interested in finding the real entrance to the underground maze, and what secrets were hidden behind that wall.
With that in mind, he looked at the mother and son sitting opposite him.
Seeing Angor looking at her, the woman was about to speak when she suddenly felt her vision blur. It was as if seven colors were changing in front of her, which then turned into a vortex and pulled her consciousness into it.
Since he didn't want to interfere with Mia's prophecy, he didn't use too much of his supernatural power on her. Instead, he asked every question out loud.
Now that he found a member of the Hero Team, he didn't need to worry about supernatural interference.
As for other things, such as the story of the mother and son, as long as it had nothing to do with the destination, he didn't need to worry about it.
The "young man" who was pulled into the nightmare illusion finally revealed his true appearance in the fog. She was a woman in her thirties. Her skin was fair, but her face was plain. Her eyebrows were almost gone, making her look like a blank slate. This was probably the reason why she looked exactly the same when she disguised herself as someone else. After all, drawing on a blank slate was much clearer and more obvious than drawing on a colored canvas.
"What's your name?" Angor asked in a soft voice. He was testing whether the nightmare illusion worked.
"Ma Qiusha, or Camilla," the woman answered blankly.
"Two names?"
"Ma Qiusha is the name my parents gave me. Camilla is the name I've been using for the longest time."
To put it simply, the woman had to change her name every time she changed her disguise. As time went by, the names given by her parents became more and more unfamiliar to her. On the contrary, the name she often used to disguise herself gradually replaced her real name.
This was her professional conscience, or rather, her professional sorrow.
"Then I'll call you Ma Qiusha. I'm going to ask you a few questions. Remember, you don't only need to answer my questions. If there are more to your answers, you'll have to explain them to me without me asking."
Angor gave her a heads-up.
Ma Qiusha was still in a daze. She nodded at Angor. "Okay."
"Let's begin. First question. Does your Hero Team know an underground passage? Where is it? How do you get in?"
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