Eldritch Horror Theatre
Chapter 291

The Bottled Prisoner (15)

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"Why ask all of a sudden?"

Elina was clearly puzzled by Fu Qian's question.

She was undoubtedly in a terrible mood.

First, the unexpected appearance of the swordsman Yun had thrown her plans into disarray and left the situation on the verge of spiraling out of control.

Then she'd gotten trapped here by this bunch of stubborn fools, making victory seem ever more unlikely.

Even so, she didn't dare ignore Fu Qian.

She'd never had a clear understanding of his strength. She only knew he was powerful.

Thinking about it now, this mysterious man had been like this from the very beginning. Whether facing the swordsman Yun or Patrick, he'd never shown the slightest fear, and he did whatever he pleased.

He'd even managed to scare the Butcher off, indirectly.

"Just curious. We're waiting for someone anyway, so I might as well ask."

Fu Qian smiled.

He hadn't asked the question at random.

He'd been thinking about it for a while.

What was the point of this slaughter game called redemption?

For starters, gathering this group of people couldn't have been easy. Quite a few of them were powerful, and they were all desperate criminals. Capturing them without killing them would have been even harder.

What had Sir William gone to such lengths to accomplish?

Elina had mentioned that Sir William had been the first to find redemption here, and had gone on to become an enforcer of justice.

But Fu Qian didn't believe that Sir William had truly done all this to redeem these fallen souls.

For example, it was already clear that their friend the Butcher was beyond saving. He'd been through redemption three times and still hadn't turned over a new leaf.

What was this, a game of capturing Meng Huo seven times?

That would make the

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