Making an arrest

Abigail covered her head with both hands, seemingly frightened by the commotion. Bai Mo gently activated some calming power to soothe her young nerves. After a while, as if confirming that it was safe, she raised her head.

Looking into the depths of the cave, there was nothing there except a few cardboard boxes and some books. The figure from just moments ago was nowhere to be found.

"Um, let's go."

Bai Mo nodded and left the cave with Abigail, leaving the lunchbox at Lavinia's doorstep. She didn't say much afterward, walking home. Unlike her earlier liveliness, she was noticeably subdued and quiet this time.

"From what I understand, it's best not to enter someone else's private cave. If you're lucky, you'll get a severe choking from the smoke and dust; if you're unlucky..."

"Will it be like us?"

"We're lucky. If we're unlucky, we'll get lost in here and get beaten up in the dark by the next person who breaks in, just like that unlucky guy we just met."

Looking at it from another angle, kid, we broke into someone's house without knocking, but it's their fault for not having one. And then, without asking any questions, we almost got beaten to death."

Upon hearing Bai Mo's words, Abigail's face stiffened and twitched.

"That seems to be correct..."

Right?

Listening to Bai Mo's perspective-taking approach, Abigail felt something was off, but regardless, she did relax a lot, at least she stopped looking down when she walked.

"Um, Mr. Bai Mo, I have to apologize to you. It was entirely my actions that led you into that cave and put you in danger."

Bai Mo looked at Abigail with a strange expression; the child before him seemed to possess a maturity beyond her years.

"Who could have predicted this? But it was definitely caused by your actions. In that case, you must call me when you take action in the future, and you can't wander off. Can you agree to that?"

If you agree, I'll forgive you.

Abigail nodded repeatedly, and Bai Mo reached out and took Abigail hand, agreeing that the matter was now closed. At the same time, Bai Mo used his Magnetic Field Power to repair her clothes.

"Alright, that's enough for today. Don't tell anyone, or it'll cause a lot of trouble."

"I know, I might tell Yog tonight, but I'll keep it a complete secret from everyone."

After finishing her story, Abigail was visibly relieved. Bai Mo silently left behind Rune Runes to monitor the Lavinia family before leaving.

Not long after he left, a raven landed in the distance, its eyes fixed on the distant Rune Runes, filled with apprehension.

"This is terrible. It didn't meet my expectations at all. Abigail's mental state is still stable. With this thing around, I can't use this role for a while. This is a huge loss."

"But since that's the case, he must have guessed Abigail's importance to some extent. No matter, without using force, I'm still superior in terms of wisdom. From now on, I'll make use of her."

The crows murmured incomprehensible words, then took flight again. There were many crows in Salem, flying in the sky like a thick layer of cumulus clouds.

Just as Bai Mo and the others returned to Abigail's house, they saw a group of guards in police uniforms who seemed to have just left. No matter which world you're in, being confronted by Uncle Hat is never a good thing.

Moreover, this is on the American Continent.

What happened?

After Bai Mo entered, he asked the others. Ritsuka glanced at Abigail, about to say something, but Abigail spoke first:

"Where's Tituba? She should have finished her work by now, why hasn't she returned yet?"

Abigail keenly sensed that something was amiss. In this era, the time-limited maritime activity—the triangular trade—had not yet ended, Tituba was the property of Abigail's family.

Even so, this considerate black female slave was one of the few people Abigail was close to. Abigail knew her daily routine very well, and on her way here, she was even thinking about whether she could ask Bai Mo to give her some food for dinner.

Seeing that Abigail seemed to have discovered something, Ritsuka couldn't hide it any longer and explained to Abigail:

"Abby, your actions outside, specifically that gathering in the forest, were reported to the police by someone who said it was Tituba who orchestrated them. Subsequently, she was arrested on charges of instructing the use of dark True Magic."

The arrestor was the local Supreme Court Justice, Hopkins, who took her away during her lunch break. Mata Harley had only just received this information from the pub.

Clearly, there was no obligation to notify his relatives in this place, and these guys had absolutely no concept of human rights when it came to a Black person; Black people didn't have that kind of thing in this era.

Upon hearing this news, Abigail turned pale. She had never seen Lavinia, her uncle was nowhere to be found and had not replied to any letters, and now the only acquaintance in the family Tituba, had been arrested.

She was almost in tears, and Mash and Nezha quickly went to comfort her. Bai Mo and the others moved to the bedroom, and it was not convenient for her to know what happened next.

What do you all think?

"I can guarantee that before I arrived, there wasn't anything here that could be related to Magecraft. That accusation is complete nonsense. Besides, what kind of logic is it to blame a black female slave who works all day for not being able to watch the children at night?"

Circe with some dissatisfaction, clearly disgusted by this place where witches were judged so arbitrarily.

"In that case, is it possible to prove her innocence through legal procedures? After all, such a small amount of evidence is simply insufficient."

Mash spoke up, saying that since the enemy was in the dark while she was in the light, she didn't want to take any overly violent actions.

But Bai Mo on the other side shook his head and sighed, "Silly child, you're too naive. You actually think you can reason with these people, especially as an outsider troupe."

Ms. Mata Harley, you were a spy active between Britain and France during World War I, so you should be very familiar with the methods of those United Kingdom.

The person has already been thrown into the dungeon, so the evidence is meaningless. If Tituba admits it, then she is a damned witch; if she doesn't, then she is a damned witch with a firm will.

The Puritans gave him a good beating, and the poor guy couldn't withstand it.

"But this is too suspicious, Mr. Bai Mo. You just encountered a trap in the cave at Lavinia's house. This looks like a trap too. Even if you have enough power, it's best to avoid a trap if you know it's a trap."

In the communications room, Dr. Roman gave his advice, and he was right; it was essentially a fat meat placed in a trap.

Bai Mo answered without much thought:

"No. The enemy is lurking in the shadows, so I don't want to miss any opportunity to seize it."

He glanced in Abigail's direction and added, "Delay could lead to unforeseen consequences."

That night, the Chaldea performed a play in the church, a play chosen by Shakespeare and other playwrights, suitable for the Puritans: Solomon and the Queen of Sheba.

Considering the stability of the area, Bai Mo didn't intend to openly break ties, but rather wanted to infiltrate quietly. While it was called infiltration, in reality, it was impossible for anyone to discover him.

However, Chaldea still chose to stage a play to cover up the end of the Bai Mo.

Bai Mo and Dr. Roman of Chaldea remained fully focused as they entered the dungeon of Salem.

"Romani, staring at the screen like that is bad for your eyes."

Da Vinci, seeing that Dr. Roman was barely blinking, quipped. The latter sighed and said:

"There's nothing I can do. After all, this is a trap set by the enemy, and Mr. Bai Mo isn't particularly skilled in Magecraft. Since you're here, I'll do my best to assist you."

But I want to reiterate that I still do not agree with entering this place. Going to such lengths for the sake of a resident of Singularity is not worth the effort.

"I know, thank you for your help. Hmm... this seems to be the place."

Bai Mo communicated with Roman in his mind as he walked into Tituba's cell like flowing water. Moonlight shone down and fell on the female slave.

Upon seeing her face clearly, Da Vinci heard a gasp. Turning his head, he saw Dr. Roman, his face deathly pale, his mouth agape, staring dumbfounded at the woman lying on the ground.