"Mr. Randolph, can you get me out of here?"
"I'll give you all my pocket money. If that's not enough, I'll add Elena's, too, and my father's. He'll definitely thank you."
"Father said the White Agate would set sail after dawn. If I can't get back to the ship before then, I'll be left alone on this terrifying island."
"Before dawn, huh..." Cyril took out a pocket watch and checked the time.
"We should make it."
As he spoke, he pulled Peer up from the ground.
"Next, would you rather hide here until I've dealt with those cultists and come back for you, or follow me?"
Peer glanced at the corpse on the ground, gritted his teeth, and said firmly:
"I'm coming with you!"
Cyril nodded, then looked at the other people who had been captured for the sacrifice and asked:
"What about you?"
"There's a police station not far from here in Bansy Harbor. You can hide here for now, or make a run for it to the station."
"Those cultists are all gathered together for the ritual, so there won't be many guarding the outside. A group of you should have no trouble forcing your way out."
The captives looked at one another. In the end, an elderly man stepped forward.
"Honorable sir, could we come with you, too?"
Cyril nodded. "You can, but I can't guarantee your safety."
"If you come with me, you'll definitely encounter cultists. When a fight breaks out, I won't be able to focus on protecting all of you."
After a brief discussion, the elderly man spoke with great respect.
"Then we'll hide here for now. Once you've dealt with those evil people, we'll follow you out."
Cyril nodded, then added:
"If you hear several loud bangs in succession, that means it's safe