Lord Of Succubi:Transmigrated As A Dual Cultivator In Isekai Of Magic

Chapter 295 295 Stand With Us

They've always been a source of chaos. Now it's time for you to stand with us."

Selina nodded, her expression etched with bitterness. She knew she had to play her part convincingly, showing her disdain for the Russels. "Yes, Fitch, I've made my choice, and I stand with you. Let's hope the Madeline family and the rest are paying the price for their foolishness."

Their conversation was observed by Fitch's men, who were now convinced that Selina had indeed distanced herself from the Russels. 

Selina's act had successfully misled them, confirming that she was no longer in league with the Russels.

Selina played her part convincingly, but she was careful to keep certain details hidden. When Fitch asked her if she knew where the Madeline family had fled to, she replied with a hint of uncertainty, "I wish I could tell you, Fitch, but I have no idea where they've gone. They were always secretive about their plans. Perhaps they thought it was safer that way."

Fitch nodded, accepting her explanation. "It doesn't matter. We'll deal with them soon enough. What's important is that you're on the right side now, Selina."

Selina's response was a mixture of bitterness and determination. "Yes, I am. I'll do whatever it takes to ensure their plans are foiled, once and for all."

Selina had to maintain her act, keeping up the facade of feigned support for Fitch's cause. 

With a puzzled expression, she leaned in closer to Fitch, her voice a mix of curiosity and pretended frustration. "I am still confused about what happened though. I was not expecting to get here to see this. I wanted to destroy them myself."

Fitch, unaware of Selina's double game, decided to explain. "We had a plan in motion," he started, "I hired several skilled assassins to sneak up on the Russels' castle last night. Unfortunately, they managed to escape."

Selina maintained her act, appearing slightly annoyed as she replied, "Why didn't you inform me ahead of time last night? I could have defeated Madeline for you. I'm the one most familiar with her weaknesses and fighting style. You should be held responsible for the consequences."

Fitch's expression shifted from confidence to a slight hint of embarrassment. He had his doubts about Selina's sincerity in working with him, considering her history with the Russels. It was always better to be cautious when dealing with someone who had switched sides easily. He chose his words carefully as he responded, "I didn't want to take any chances. It was necessary to ensure your commitment."

Selina nodded with a look of annoyance, realizing that Fitch was just being prudent. She knew that building trust with him was a delicate dance. "Fine, I understand your perspective," she replied, maintaining her facade. "But don't doubt my commitment. I'm here to see the Russels suffer."

Fitch, now somewhat reassured, smiled and extended his hand. "Then we have an agreement," he said. "Together, we'll bring the Russels to their knees."

Selina shook his hand firmly, their alliance now solidified, at least on the surface. "Yes, we will," she responded with a steely determination, maintaining her act. "And with my help, they won't stand a chance."

Fitch and Selina had come to an agreement, but they both knew that trust was a fragile commodity in their world. As they continued their conversation, Selina's mind raced with plans and strategies to ensure that her loyalty remained hidden and that she would protect the Russels from Fitch's impending threat.

Fitch, meanwhile, was aware of the delicate balance he needed to maintain in this alliance. He needed Selina's power and information, but he couldn't fully trust her.

"Anyways, for now, we have to start by following their trails," Fitch said as they concluded their contract.

Selina, with a hint of confusion, inquired, "How will we do that? I didn't see any trails on my way here, but I was in a rush, so I might have overlooked them."

Fitch chuckled, revealing a sense of confidence. "I ordered my men to leave trails as they pursued. Hopefully, it will lead us to their hiding place," he said. "I have a plan, Selina."

Following their discussion, Fitch and his men set out to pursue Madeline and the others, guided by the markings the assassins had left on the road. 

Selina followed at a distance, her mind rife with concerns, though she feigned excitement, shouting that the end of the Russell family was near.

As they journeyed further, Selina couldn't help but notice several puddles of blood along the path. It was a clear indication that someone had been seriously injured. While she felt inwardly worried and concerned about the safety of the Russels, she continued to put on a show of enthusiasm for Fitch and his men.

She raised her voice and called out, "The end is near for the Russell family! Soon, they will be nothing but a memory!" Her feigned enthusiasm masked her true feelings as they followed the trail of blood and markers left behind by the assassins.

The pursuit continued, each step bringing them closer to their quarry, and Selina grew increasingly anxious. She hoped her actions would be enough to keep the Russels safe and their attackers at bay.

"Keep up the act, Selina," she reminded herself silently, the weight of her deception heavy on her shoulders. "If my acting works well, Fitch will continue down the path we've set for him."

As they continued to chase the trails left by the assassins, the landscape around them transformed dramatically. They ventured deeper into the outskirts of the town, moving into unfamiliar and uncharted territories. 

The mud puddles were a constant presence, and the occasional Wireworms scuttled about, hinting at the dangers of the wilderness.

Fitch, although concerned about their journey into these unknown lands, pressed forward, his determination unwavering. 

He couldn't afford to lose track of the Russels, and the trails seemed to be their only guide. However, his unease grew with each step they took.

Fitch's initial confidence began to wane as he realized they were venturing into unfamiliar and potentially dangerous territory.

Unbeknownst to Fitch, this was the trap that Nexus had set for them. If they continued to follow the trail, it would lead them directly to the monster octopus.

However, Fitch's instincts were sharp, and he began to grow suspicious of their path.

He voiced his concerns, breaking the silence that had settled upon the group. "Where are we even heading to?" Fitch questioned, his tone tinged with doubt. The sudden shift in the terrain had caught his attention, and he wasn't one to underestimate potential risks.

Selina, keenly aware of Fitch's cunning nature, saw an opportunity to play her part. She raced to the front of the group where Fitch led, an expression of worry on her face. "Fitch," she cried out, "I don't think we should go on. We're already on the outskirts, and we don't know what we might encounter ahead."

In truth, Selina had halted their progress deliberately to push Fitch deeper into the trap they had set. 

Her internal monologue reflected her hope that her acting would bear fruit: "I've made him question the journey. Now, if he follows my lead, the trap will close around him. Madeline and the Russels will be safe."