Chapter 200 Who Will Die?

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“Creak!” the sound of the door in the dark sound no less than the whisper of the ghost who was whispering a lure in her ears slowly to come to him.

She knew that it could be a big mistake and it could cost her her life but then what was the use of her life anyway. She was just a burdened wife, an unwanted family member. There was no family or friends that would be upset if she would be gone.

But if she would be able to save the kids and help them in meeting their family again, she might be able to bring happiness in someone else’s life.

So, even if she would be coded as foolish later. She did not care.

Though she knew that her thoughts were noble, it didn’t mean that she was not feeling scared.

Her eyes were trying to adjust to the dark but there was not much she could see.

Yet she felt like death was waiting for her at every corner. There were many who were staring at her right now and waiting for her to let her guard down.

If only they knew that she was already standing there defenseless! No! She could not let others know that!

She had to behave strong till the end.

“Pop”

“Snap” she stopped in her tracks while her hold on the gun tightened when she heard the strange sound only to bend and touch the twig that had fallen on the ground.

The intensity of the gaze increased on her face when she heard a few sounds behind her.

Just when the man was about to attack her back, Hazel laid on the ground and rolled on the other side.

Her back hit something sharp and she found the gaslights beside her right hand.

She lit the light oly to see three men standing there with daggers in their hands while she pointed her gun at them which left quite an impact.

They were not expecting her to find the light so soon and wanted to get rid of her in the dark but it was too late to regret.

“You bitch! What are you doing here?” asked one of them with killing intent in his eyes as he lunged towards her with his dagger.

But before he could take a few steps, she already shot him and to her luck, it hit his chest and he fell immediately while still cursing at her.

His death was sudden and fast. He didn’t even realized when he died while trying to kill her. Even after his death, he had a frown on his face instead of fear or grief.

Her confidence increased when the other two men gulped and looked at her with pure horror. Their eyes had widened and they took a step back while cold sweat formed on their body.

“What do you want from us?” asked the one through gritted teeth.

He was so furious that he wanted to pounce on her and tore her limbs and flesh into pieces but he knew that he could end up just like his comrade who did not think before attacking her.

She was powerful with that little but powerful gun in her hands but they only had daggers and swords.

Guns were rare to find, especially in the human kingdom since they were invented and manufactured by vampires.

Only noble and higher level vampires had them. But then, how did a woman who roamed in the dark valley got one?

But for now, they were more interested in saving their lives and getting rid of the woman instead of knowing the origin of her weapons.

“I asked where the kids are?” she pointed the gun at the man who looked more scared than the other and asked in a dominating voice that did not take no as the answer.

She looked around but there was no shadow of the kids while she was sure there were more kids than she had seen in the fair.

“We did not know what you were talking about! There are no kids.” The man gave her a confused look and then stared at his friend as if he could give a better answer but the other man just shrugged as if he was hearing about the kids for the very first time.

Their eyes were accusing her of creating a scene without a reason. Hazel wanted to clap for them. If not ruffians, they could be fine actors with the way they were feigning ignorance.

She scanned the whole area again but there was no sign as if she was really having delusions. The loud sounds of cries and pleading that were haunting her senses had disappeared completely as if they did not exist at the first place.

Hazle could feel the numbness started spreading in her hands as too much blood had been spilled.

She knew that she could not attack them anymore and a close combat without any weapon and injured hands would be nothing but a suicide.

She had to scare them and force them to do her bidding somehow or should stall time hoping Lucian would return soon. Handling two ruffians would not be a big deal for him.

“Do you think that you can save yourself with such a lie? We are already winning. You do not have many people to support you and if you would not cooperate with me then I would shoot you.

Wouldn’t it be better to give me the kids and I would leave this place silently and forget I have ever met you!” she offered with a clam smile on her face as if they were the one who were losing while she could win anytime yet she was doing them a favour.

“Ha! You think that you can come and go and you please? What do you take this place as, a garden behind your palace?

And who told you that we are the only ones? Many are waiting with weapons inside. It did not matter how many of us do you kill, as the men force would never end!”