Chapter 242

Seeing that he had fallen silent, Doyle let out a cold laugh and casually picked up a branch from the ground, beginning to draw a circle.

The man, not knowing what he was about to do, could only smile bitterly and say, "Wizard Doyle, I'm just following Lord Moli's orders. Couldn't you spare a small fry like me?"

"Do I look like a saint to you?" Doyle said coldly. "I don't care whose orders you're following. You've been to the hotel and had intentions to disturb its peace, so I cannot possibly let you go."

The man's face stiffened as he stumbled backward in terror. "What... what are you going to do?"

"Did you really think I would send you back to Moli to report what you've found? Humans finally have such a good sanctuary, and I absolutely cannot let you people destroy it..."

The man was terrified and turned to run.

However, the circle that Doyle had just drawn on the ground suddenly began to glow.

Then, a ring of light rose from the ground and shot toward the man, binding him tightly.

"Agh!" The man fell hard to the ground.

Doyle's footsteps drew closer and closer.

"Lord Doyle, please spare me! I'll never dare to do this again!" the man howled in desperation. "I won't return to the shelter, I won't tell Moli anything about the hotel, and I'll never work for him again. Would that be acceptable?"

Doyle completely ignored his pleas.

He closed his eyes and began to chant a spell.

In just a few seconds, the man's face contorted in agony, his complexion gradually turning purple-blue until finally, he stopped breathing.

The light ring around his body slowly faded away. Doyle crouched down, looking at his face, and said, "My witchcraft has never harmed anyone before. You're the first. But I had no choice—who told you to be Moli's subordinate? My apologies!"

With that, Doyle stood up and left.

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Meanwhile, Gu Wanyin had entered the shelter with several men.

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But vampires could fly.

Such high walls couldn't possibly stop them.

However, Gu Wanyin soon noticed something unusual.

There was an almost transparent protective shield at the top.

It was nearly impossible to see unless one looked carefully.

This meant that if vampires flew over the walls and tried to descend from above, they would crash into the shield.

The shelter was indeed quite secure.

However, it was evident that the humans inside weren't living well.

When Gu Wanyin entered, many people were queuing for lunch.

She observed that most of them were skin and bones, their faces filled with exhaustion.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

An elderly man's hands were trembling as he reached out to receive his lunch.

And what he received was merely half a loaf of bread.

It was the same for others.

Their lunch was either half a loaf of bread or a single potato.

And they had already worked all morning.

They still had the entire afternoon ahead of them.

Some people showed signs of discontent but could only swallow their anger silently as they ate.

After all, it was the apocalypse now.

Having a safe place to stay was already fortunate.

But for some, their anger continued to burn stronger.

They weren't refusing to work or expecting handouts, so why were they only given such meager portions of food?

It wasn't as if they wanted to stay here forever.

Some people who came here and found the conditions poor wanted to leave but were forcibly detained by Moli's subordinates!

Several people noticed Gu Wanyin and began whispering among themselves.