Backstab

"Shameless!"

Just as Childe had expected, Hunter Rayleigh immediately stopped, afraid of injuring the lady beside him. But in reality, she wasn't a lady at all. She was merely a fake person Childe had created using illusions and a paper figurine.

"If you don't want her to die, stay right there and don't move."

Childe forced the fake person backward while calculating the distance in his mind.

The maximum range of his Flaming Jump was currently thirty-two meters. He had dropped several matches at the cabin entrance. As long as the distance between him and the cabin entrance shortened to within thirty-two meters, Childe could use Flaming Jump to reach the entrance in an instant.

After that, all he needed to do was leave the cabin. Once he mixed into the crowd, he could escape this place.

I can do this.

As long as that damn Hunter doesn't see through my "performance."

Childe continued threatening his opponent. When he moved several more steps, he suddenly felt scorching heat. Flames lit up below his field of vision, crimson and surging upward, as if the passionate girls from the Red Theater were pouncing on him.

Why?!

Amid the flames, Childe and the lady both turned into thin paper figurines, quickly burning to ash.

His figure was outlined again. The moment Childe reappeared, he had to deal with the harassment of seven or eight Fire Crows. He used cards and air bullets, occasionally relying on Paper Figurine Substitute, and defused Sifa's attacks one after another.

Even so, he still couldn't understand how Hunter Rayleigh had seen through his performance and realized that the woman was merely an illusion—a paper figurine.

Sifa continued hunting Childe. Before the hunt began, Richard had already searched the area, so Sifa knew that there were no passengers in