Chapter 1503
Chapter 1503: Not Allowed to Use This Trick Part 2 (3)_1
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As she was about to leave, Flossie Wright glanced over at Liliana Prutoz but ultimately did not go to see her.
Liliana’s signal flare was still there.
She had checked it, and it could be used.
As long as Liliana was conscious, she wouldn’t easily die there.
The rain had poured down all day yesterday, but today’s weather had significantly improved.
Although the sky was still overcast, it wasn’t raining.
Walking was much more convenient.
Three o’clock in the afternoon.
After nine hours of walking, Flossie Wright and Perry Reed finally slowed down their pace.
It wasn’t long before both of them came to a halt.
Holding the map in her hand, Flossie Wright looked at the precipice ahead with a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth.
The map only marked the rivers, and the rest of the description was abstract. Flossie could only rely on intuition to move forward, trying not to deviate from the first red dot.
This was rather unfortunate, stopping their Road abruptly.
Below was a nearly ninety-degree cliff, hundreds of meters high, and without any tools, trying to climb down would be suicidal.
Standing beside Flossie Wright, Perry Reed whistled.
Shortly after, from high above, God descended swiftly, spreading its wings and circling above their heads.
Thanks to Perry’s years of "training," God was quite spiritually responsive and could understand almost any command from Perry.
This time was no exception.
Taking advantage of its ability to "fly," God began to act as their eyes, searching for a way down the cliff nearby.
The two waited idly in their spot.
"You following me is very likely to get us discovered," Flossie Wright mentioned indifferently as she folded the map and put it away.
"So what if we’re discovered?" Perry Reed asked casually.
Narrowing her eyes slightly, Flossie Wright looked at him warningly, "You can’t touch them."
"Depends on my mood," Perry Reed responded, not accepting her threat.
The soldiers of Eastlandia—
What if he killed them?
He didn’t care anyway.
Flossie Wright’s eyes grew colder, and her tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation, "After we get down the cliff, stay away from me."
She didn’t believe this was just a simple exercise in wilderness survival.
If Glenn Hutchinson had an ambush set up, then it was possible they could encounter it at any moment in this area.
If it were her or Perry Reed alone facing an ambush, the consequences might not be too severe, but if they were both discovered together—
Even if they got past Glenn Hutchinson, she would still need some time to explain Perry Reed’s presence.
Why was she with a Mercenary?
How did she know him, what was their relationship?
Did she receive his help during their survival exercise?
Flossie Wright could think of dozens of questions, and she couldn’t guarantee a flawless answer to every single one.
So, the best solution was to keep Perry Reed away from her.
"Your rules," Perry Reed stepped closer, resting his elbow on her shoulder with a crooked smile, "whoever is stronger, gets to call the shots."
"That’s my rule," Flossie Wright said, looking at him coldly and brushing his elbow off.
"Coincidentally, I like that rule," Perry Reed said, his eyes alight with amusement but his expression increasingly mysterious.
"Try me," Flossie Wright’s eyebrows lifted slightly.
The next moment, her palm was already striking toward Perry Reed’s throat!
— End of Chapter 1503 —