Chapter 566: Granulated Sugar
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation | Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Yarin’s POV:
It was the first ti in my life that I had faced such a tense situation. All my courage and pride seed to have disappeared into thin air. All I could do was stand rooted to the ground like a frightened deer as I watched the criminals rush straight to our hiding place. Heller was not much better than . He was shivering.
“Run, idiots! Run!” At the critical mont, Lily stepped forward. She jumped down from the ssy wooden boxes like a light bat and knocked the smugglers to the ground. With a crack, I heard a bad sound coming from the tall man’s leg.
The big guy cursed loudly, but his accomplices did not co to help him. The hard cent floor cracked the suitcase, and the shiny gold bars jumped out of the square prison. The thin man was busy picking up the gold bars, ignoring his wailing companion.
However, he would soon realize that this was a dead end. The back door of the warehouse had rusted. No matter how hard he pushed, he could not open it. The man who tried to escape with the box had long failed. The box slowed him down, and he was pressed to the ground by the police after a few steps.
Lily punched the tall guy who tried to resist and knocked him out. Looking at Heller and , who were scared stiff, she was disappointed.
“I hate children!” He grabbed us by the collar and led us toward the police. I saw familiar badges on them.
Soon, the smuggling ca to a dead end. The police caught the smuggler and the buyer and seized the golden gold bars and the box of goods.
There were also a few unexpected gains.
When I saw Aunt Eve, I knew that my judgnt was coming. As expected, seeing Heller and in Lily’s hands, Aunt Eve couldn’t believe it at first. Then, she imdiately walked over with a stern face.
“Good evening, Miss Balotte and the two princes.”
“Good evening, Captain Eve,” Lily answered sourly. “Also, I’m not Miss Balotte. Just call Lily.”
She handed Heller and to Aunt Eve as if she were handing over two bags of flour, which left us nowhere to run.
“This is not a place for small talk, so everything will wait until we return to the werewolf pack.” Aunt Eve looked at us calmly, which reminded of the calm before my mother got angry. “His Majesty and the prince are going crazy. Although I always agree with following the natural developnt of children, this ti, you have gone too far.
“And Miss Lily, although I know you’re a kind girl, letting the princes run away from ho is still too dangerous. If anyone were to accuse you of kidnapping a prince, you wouldn’t be able to tell even if you had a thousand mouths. Even Mr. Balotte or Lady Silvermoon won’t be able to save you.”
“I don’t need them to save ,” Lily said expressionlessly. ‘Til take responsibility for what I did.”
Heller and I pestered Lily to take us out. How could we let Lily bear the consequences? I imdiately stood before her and told Aunt Eve, “It’s not Lily’s fault. Heller and I asked her to take us out. She couldn’t refuse a prince’s request. Please don’t bla her, Aunt Eve.”
Heller also stood up with Lily behind him.
“You two are pretty brave little n,” Aunt Eve said. “I know what’s going on, and so do His Majesty and the Prince. I’m glad you’re taking responsibility, but your rits can’t offset your faults, Your Highness. Now, please follow back to your parents.”
Thus, this adventure, which had nothing to show but a thrilling ending, ended hastily. Aunt Eve took us out of the warehouse and helped us block the curious gazes of the werewolves and humans.
The box of unknown smuggled goods had fallen apart in the fierce battle. The broken wooden box could no longer hold the goods. The police had to individually put the fallen smuggled goods into the evidence box.
When I passed by, I glanced at it curiously. Aunt Eve tried to catch my gaze, but it was too late. I saw the ‘goods’ spilling out of the wooden box.
The true appearance of this thing gave a huge impact, so much so that I forgot to walk for a mont and stood rooted to the ground.
The goods in the wooden boxes were all ‘humans’.
Or were they even still humans? They look young, much younger than Heller and . Their small bodies were already as pale as snow, and their bodies were covered in ferocious stitches that looked like centipedes.
Two police officers were moving one of the ‘people’. The stitches on her arm had broken, and bags of white powder fell to the ground along the crack. Under the dazzling searchlights, they shone with a chilling luster.
The police imdiately put down the ‘person’ and quickly picked up the fallen transparent plastic bag. A detective’s reproach ca from not far away, which made the rookies even more flustered. A few bags of white powder fell from one of their hands and lay quietly on the dirty cent floor. They looked ordinary, like white sugar in the supermarket.
Aunt Eve sighed and picked up, covering my eyes.
“Let’s go,” she said..
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