Chapter 456: Are You Scum or Not?
Chapter 456: Chapter 456: Are You Scum or Not?
Nina Jacobs discovered that Holly Morgan possessed a certain degree of expressiveness.
Just like Harlan had described Evander Langdon—expressive and seemingly no different from an ordinary person.
That was why no one at the base had ever suspected something was wrong with him.
"Holly, it’s me, Irwing. Do you still recognize me?
This is Han Lewis. We were all brought to Whittaker Town together,"
Irwing said.
Han Lewis also moved closer to Holly, as if wanting to confirm something.
But he was suddenly struck by Holly’s fist, and his already frail body slammed into the wooden bed beside them.
"Waaah..."
Han Lewis clutched his cheek, unable to stop himself from crying out in pain.
But Holly didn’t seem inclined to let him off. From behind her, several Wood Thorn Vines shot toward Han Lewis on the floor!
"Holly, don’t hit him! He’s recovered!"
The moment the words left her mouth, Irwing regretted it. Holly only listened to Flynn White’s commands; there was no way she would listen to her.
Yet, in the next second, the wood thorns froze in mid-air.
’A Wood Element Superpower?’
Nina Jacobs had been watching Holly the whole time. She had indeed stopped only after hearing Irwing’s words.
However, perhaps because her Superpower was already depleted, she quickly fainted again after using it.
"Could it be that Holly’s excessive blood loss affected the White Family’s Puppetry Technique?"
Irwing analyzed.
But Han Lewis hadn’t been injured or lost any blood recently...
"Let her sleep,"
Nina Jacobs said.
She could now be certain that the "Healing Potion" truly had the effect of breaking the Puppetry Technique.
’Then the next thing I need to do is throw Whittaker Town into chaos.’
"By the way, what do you know about Lincoln White?"
Nina Jacobs asked before leaving.
"Lincoln White?
I only know that he frequently needs people to draw blood for him. As for where the drawn blood goes, I have no idea."
At the mention of Lincoln White, Irwing’s expression instantly soured, but she still told Nina everything she knew.
"There’s one more thing."
After learning that the person before her was indeed named Nina Jacobs, she also recalled something she had heard earlier.
"What is it?" Nina asked.
"That Flynn White... he very likely wants to make you his next Protective Puppet.
If you become a puppet, you’ll end up just like Holly...
That’s all I can warn you about."
Irwing shrank back, having only learned this after overhearing Thane Trevor and the others.
However, Nina Jacobs’s reaction wasn’t what she had expected.
"Oh? Is that so?"
Nina Jacobs genuinely found it a bit amusing.
’I have to say, these people with the surname White really are all cut from the same cloth.’
"Anyway, you should prepare yourself. Once they’ve targeted you, there’s nothing you can do.
And Han Lewis, don’t let them find out you’re like this.
Just try to live one day at a time."
Irwing cast another worried glance at Holly Morgan.
She held no hope for the future that awaited outsiders like them...
As Nina Jacobs led Han Lewis back, she noticed a crowd had gathered again by the distant sand pile.
It seemed Julia Hughes and Brock White were fighting again.
Only this time, Julia was clearly on the losing end.
For some unknown reason, she was being pinned to the ground and beaten by Brock White, who was much larger than her.
Her cries echoed throughout Whittaker Town.
Standing in the distance, Nina Jacobs left the scene before the puppets blocked the road.
Han Lewis no longer ran around randomly, but Nina Jacobs deliberately tied a rope around him.
This was to prevent others from noticing that something was different about him.
"I don’t know how much you’ve recovered, but for now, you must continue to feign madness,"
Nina Jacobs said to Han Lewis.
"...Hah... Alright."
Han Lewis was still wearing those incredibly baggy clothes, his long bangs covering his eyes, but Nina Jacobs knew that his gaze was now no different from a normal person’s.
Upon returning to her wooden cabin, Nina Jacobs once again found items at her door sent by the First Madam, Chuck Willow.
It was still a considerable amount of food in completely sealed, unopened packages.
"The First Madam is truly considerate, but why insist on forcing all these random things on me?"
Nina Jacobs said deliberately in a loud voice.
Immediately after, a gust of wind appeared from nowhere, and the door to her cabin was thrown open without warning.
"Miss Jacobs, what you just said... it sounds an awful lot like you’re insulting me."
The voice was accompanied by a sharp Wind Blade. Nina Jacobs waved her hand, using Diamond Sand to block the Wind Blade aimed straight for her vitals.
Flynn White’s gaze flickered.
’She blocked my attack so easily?’
"Does it?
Well, are you a ’thing’ or aren’t you?"
Nina Jacobs asked with a smile.
Instead of getting angry at the insult, Flynn White laughed. "Miss Jacobs, you have sharp reflexes and a sharp tongue. I just wonder if that Dual Element Superpower of yours is as interesting."
"Why don’t you let me experience it today!"
With that, sand and stones instantly began to fly around them as Flynn White was the first to leap into the air.
A massive Wind Ball, carrying stones from the ground, hurtled toward Nina Jacobs.
However, Nina instantly turned those stones into fine dust. The Wind Ball collided with a Fireball and was completely disintegrated by the Fireball’s heatwave.
’She neutralized it again!’
Flynn White’s pupils contracted. While airborne, he circled behind Nina Jacobs, sending several Wind Blades slicing at her from different directions.
He narrowed his eyes, pulled a dagger from his lower back, and enveloped it in a Wind Dragon Vortex.
The Wind Dragon Vortex was incredibly fast, yet Nina Jacobs didn’t move.
A circular sand shield formed, protecting her securely where she stood, and the several Wind Blades were invisibly shattered!
The Wind Dragon Vortex under Flynn White’s control seemed to be trying to overturn the sand shield, but even with all his strength, the shield remained perfectly still.
By now, the commotion had attracted a crowd from a distance. Seeing Nina Jacobs standing calmly within the sand shield, Flynn White felt a nameless anger rise in his heart.
"I want you to fight me with your full strength!"
As he spoke, a giant blade condensed from air currents appeared in his hands. Flynn White gripped the giant blade with both hands and descended from the sky, chopping down!
"You’re that eager for a beating?"
Nina Jacobs retracted the Diamond Sand Cover.
She had indeed only been defending just now.
’But this Flynn White clearly won’t give up until he’s faced with utter defeat.’
He had expected Nina Jacobs to continue defending with her Earth Element, but instead, a vast expanse of crimson fire lotuses bloomed across the ground.
The high temperature instantly distorted the air currents, and the fierce flames actually ignited the giant blade.
The fire lotuses closed, swallowing the giant blade with a BOOM.
Two Fire Serpents emerged from the lotus buds, rushing toward Flynn White with the speed of lightning.
Fortunately, Flynn White managed to dodge quickly by protecting himself with a Wind Shield.
"Flynn! Why are you two fighting?"
Chuck Willow came rushing over anxiously.
Although she didn’t understand Superpowers, she could tell that Nina Jacobs was indeed powerful, even stronger than her own son.
"Oh my, Flynn must be going easy on our Nina, right?
Why does it look like he’s about to lose?"
Arcadia White couldn’t help but laugh.
This was one of the reasons they had decided to let Nina Jacobs stay.
Even with Anselm Hughes temporarily away from Whittaker Town, Nina’s strength was enough to uphold their reputation.
As for the rest, everything would have to be decided after Anselm Hughes returned.
"Mom, we were just sparring,"
Flynn White landed on the ground, suppressing a stagger as he spoke.
"Sparring?"
Chuck Willow noticed a fresh wound on her son’s arm.
"It seems a Dual Element Superpower User is truly formidable,"
she said, looking at Nina Jacobs.
"Your son must have been going easy on me. There’s no need to worry, First Madam. I’ve never been one to pick fights."
Nina Jacobs’s single sentence made the cause of the fight perfectly clear.