N-A-A Chapter 150 Lorne: I think I'm being watched again.
Chapter 150 Lorne: I think I'm being watched again.
Chapter 150 Lorne: I think I'm being watched again.
"Treasure?" Tracy sat bolt upright in bed, looking at her mother warily. "What treasure?"
"Oh dear, my little Tracy, are you still going to play dumb with your mother?" Katarina's smile remained unchanged, but her eyes suddenly sharpened.
"Have you forgotten about that huge shipload of extraordinary materials?"
Tracy's heart sank. She knew her mother would never let that pile of materials go.
She stood up, her gaze icy as she looked at Katarina, and stubbornly declared, "Those are things I brought back; they belong to me alone. Neither Mother nor the cult has the right to touch them!"
Upon hearing this, Katarina's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a hurt expression that seemed on the verge of tears.
"Little Tracy, how could you say that? If I hadn't shown up in time and scared off that scheming third mate, do you think you and your 'treasures' would still be here safely?"
The "ageless witch's" superb acting skills were fully demonstrated in this moment.
Tracy remained unmoved; she had seen this tactic of her mother's many times over the years, and it had no chance of having much of an effect on her.
Seeing this, Katarina said no more. The sadness on her face gradually faded, and she put on her signature, playful smile again.
She stood there, quietly watching her daughter, an invisible pressure, belonging to a higher-ranking witch, spreading through the room like a tide.
The air seemed to freeze.
A moment later, Tracy still couldn't withstand the almost tangible pressure.
She turned her face away, the first to give in, her voice trembling slightly:
"—Mother, keep at least half. That half—does not belong to me."
"Oh?" Katarina smiled and raised an eyebrow, seemingly intrigued by the answer. "I can consider this request. But in return, you must tell me everything that has happened to you during this time, in detail."
"I won't tell!" Tracy refused without even thinking.
She absolutely could not reveal Lorne's existence, especially not to her mother.
"Silly child," Katarina sighed, a hint of helplessness in her eyes.
"Do you think I won't find out if you don't tell me? You've been missing for so long, do you think the cult wouldn't have noticed?"
Tell me now, and as your mother, I can still help you cover it up. But if those "sisters" in the cult find out, I can't guarantee what they might do to your "little secret"~
"I-"
Katarina's words struck Tracy's most sensitive spot precisely; she knew all too well the character of her fellow members in the cult.
Seeing Tracy's struggling expression, Katarina pressed her advantage: "Tell me, and I'll help you. And I promise, I won't touch your 'other half'."
"...You promise not to lay a hand on that person." Tracy finally gave in.
"I promise," Katarina nodded in agreement, appearing utterly sincere.
After receiving assurances, Tracy hesitated for a long time before finally recounting her experience with Lorne, downplaying the important parts.
After hearing Tracy's story, Katarina's face showed a mixture of surprise and amusement:
"Oh my, this is a romantic experience that you can only find in Russell's novels."
I never imagined my little Tracy would meet such a wonderful "treasure boy." She's so much luckier than me, who was given away as a gift back then.
Katarina sighed, then changed the subject with a hint of regret: "What a pity, you were too hasty. You chose such an extreme method to keep him, and he still got away."
"My little Tracy has grown up, but she still has a lot to learn about people."
"I'll go find him for you."
"Mother!" Tracy, sensing the underlying meaning in her words, immediately shouted warily, "You promised me you wouldn't lay a hand on him!"
"As for Brando, I'll find him myself."
"Of course, I promised you." Katarina's smile remained gentle.
However, in her heart, she was planning something else. Something that, in her long life, was something that could truly interest her.
Sequence 4 of the Witch Path is "Witch of Despair". The key to playing this role is to taste and spread despair.
Since Tracy cherishes that Brando so much, it seems like it would be quite interesting for me to personally create a heart-wrenching tragedy of despair for her.
This can also be considered fulfilling a mother's responsibility. Let's help her "play" the role in advance.
"So there are rules at sea."
"Of course, only I will tell you."
Inside the hotel, Lorne and Danitz were exchanging the latest intelligence.
Since he was now living under someone else's roof, Lorne's attitude was very sincere. After giving Danitz a few simple compliments, he immediately got carried away with thanking Senior Danitz and started rambling on about everything.
Looking at Danitz who was boasting, Lorne smiled, and was about to speak when he suddenly felt a strange palpitation.
"Brando, what's wrong?" Danitz asked with concern, looking at Lorne who had suddenly fallen silent.
"Nothing much—it's just my gut feeling." Lorne lowered his head, his brows slightly furrowed. "I have a feeling like someone's watching me."
"A sick girl?"
"It's hard to say." Lorne looked up at Danitz. "Have you made contact with the captain?"
Since Lorne wanted to leave Bayam, Danitz suggested a solution: let Lorne hitch a ride back to the Golden Dream.
The martial law in Bayam has not really begun. It looks serious now, but it may just be all bark and no bite.
Although there were more ships patrolling the sea, the waterway was not blocked. Danitz said his vacation was coming to an end, and the captain and his crew would come to pick him up.
Back then, I would take a small boat to a secluded private port in the nearby sea, and bring Lorne along with me.
Although the "Golden Dream" will not go to the waters near Loen, it will pass through Prydz Port along the way, where Loen can be dropped off.
Compared to Bayam, there are far fewer pirates around in Port Pritz, making it relatively safer.
After listening to the plan, Lorne became very interested in it.
He really wanted to see Edwina again. The camera that had taken so many photos of the memorial was broken, but the film inside was still intact.
He wanted to talk to Edwina in person about the mural, after all, it might hold clues about time travel.
So he agreed to Danitz's arrangement and asked him to help contact Edwina again.
"No. I sent a telegram, but there was no response," Danitz shrugged. "The sea is rough, and the captain and his men estimate they are still some distance from Bayam."
"Is that so—" Upon hearing this, Lorne was slightly disappointed but remained silent.
Now, he is forced to stay in Bayam for a while longer.
"I have a bad feeling about this," he muttered to himself.