This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous Chapter 779 - 779 393 - Everything for the Family1

779: Chapter 393 – Everything for the Family_1 779: Chapter 393 – Everything for the Family_1 Within the tranquil and gloomy underground river tunnels.

At so point, two bats flew in succession, the latter quickly catching up with the one in front, screeching in mid-air as it began frantically attacking the other.

The scene filled with the splattering of blood in no ti.

The other bat, in pain, hastily dodged upwards and collided with the top of the rock wall.

Its sharp wings grazed the rock above, causing layers of rocks to fall.

The pursuing bat deftly sliced those falling rocks into shards with its claws, but the dust and debris also hindered its movents.

Taking advantage of the situation, the injured bat above quickly escaped, clumsily flying towards the deeper parts of the river tunnel.

After so struggles, the pursuing bat freed itself from the debris and swiftly flew after its prey in the direction it vanished.

Following the chase, soon, the dried underground river tunnel ca to an end.

The bat landed and morphed back to its original appearance; it was May.

Looking at the blocked path in front of her, May quickly sensed the surroundings and turned to another direction.

There, on this side of the cave wall, were dark green broad-leafed underground plants growing.

May approached and lifted one of the leaves, revealing a narrow path hidden behind.

“Let’s see where you can run!” May sneered and without hesitation crawled into the narrow path.

During the chase earlier, she had detected that the other party was rely a Viscount.

A Viscount would stand no chance against an Earl like her so she had no concerns about her safety.

The path was shorter than expected, opening into a bright space after two turns.

May found herself in a spacious underground cave, which was artificially transford into an Alchemy Room, filled with various herbs and instrunts.

A sowhat familiar scent of herbs wafted in the air.

May, without much thought, rushed deeper into the cave.

Soon, she saw a black-robed person leaning against the wall on the other side of the cave with a hand clasping his right arm, blood gushing out from the limb.

She was certain; that was the wound she had inflicted earlier!

“Give up, traitor, you’re cornered!” May said in a cold voice, her claws erging from both hands, ready to attack.

From the environnt, she could conjure what the traitor had been doing—producing the Wolf Poison here continuously and providing it for the werewolves to use against the Blood Clan, causing substantial casualties.

Such a person, she no longer considered her clansman.

The Blood Clan’s rule against fratricide did not apply in this case, so she had no need to be lenient with him.

But just when May was about to charge and capture him, she suddenly heard his voice.

“Hehe…

To be honest, I’m glad, May…”

“Huh?”

May looked up in surprise at the man in the black robe, her facial expression filled with astonishnt.

The voice she heard was so familiar that she imdiately thought of soone who should never have been here…

“You’re the one who ca after , that’s great… Seems like, he still left so way out…”

From the bitter laughter, the man in the black robe lifted the hood on his head, revealing a face that confird May’s worst suspicion.

“Uncle?

This is impossible!

How could you…”

May looked at Jonas across from her in disbelief.

The once roaring combat intention was instantly extinguished, replaced only by feelings of ridiculousness and helplessness.

There were many Viscounts in the Blood Clan, she had suspected many people to be the traitor, but she had never doubted her uncle.

Because in her mory, her uncle was such a gentleman, kind and courteous to everyone.

How could such a person be a traitor…

However, in the depths of her heart, an increasingly louder voice reminded her that Jonas was the traitor.

She had sensed this in the past but chose to ignore it.

For example, her uncle was one of the few herbalists in the clan, fitting the profile of the perpetrator.

For example, during his year of injury, he often left early and returned late, stating that he was gathering herbs to supplent the family inco…

And when she entered earlier, the scent of herbs she slled, the familiar scent she associated with the warmth and comfort of her ho, now induced nausea…

“Why…”

After a short internal struggle, May slowly ca to accept the truth.

Clenching her fists, she lifted her head and glared at Jonas.

Her eyes were filled with disbelief, grievance, confusion, sadness, among other emotions, but eventually, all turned into rage.

“Why did you betray our clan and beco a minion of the werewolves?” May angrily interrogated.

There was another thing that baffled her: the assignnt to capture the traitor today was arranged by her brother.

Did that an her brother knew that the traitor was their uncle?

Then why did he send her?

The truth was, Mu You had indeed been suspecting Jonas.

For a period, he had been ambushed by the werewolves relentlessly, and there weren’t many who would know his whereabouts at all tis.

In the beginning, Mu You even suspected May to be the mole, but later ruled this out, narrowing down his suspects.

He only confird that Jonas was the traitor this morning.

Mu You, as a Magic Potion Master, knew that the traitor was a poisons expert, and that continuous contact with herbs would give the traitor a corresponding scent, a detail that wasn’t ntioned in the ga texts.