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148. Conversation

The people who had just been celebrating sat quietly on both sides of the room, looking at their leader.

Roxton said respectfully:

"Mr. Eulalia, we found Hewitt's niece, Hela, in Eastwood with another student who is a worshipper—Abbas, and negotiated with her."

Mr. Eulalia crossed his white glove-wearing hands, his elbows steadily placed on the table, and looked at them with calm, natural eyes:

"Niece, is it a child?"

Roxton said:

"She looks about eleven or twelve years old."

Eulalia asked:

"You didn't frighten the girl, did you?"

Roxton clarified:

"Of course not, but after Richard and I left, Abbas deceived us and went back to the little girl."

Click.

Eulalia tapped the table lightly with her finger.

Knowing that Mr. Eulalia was displeased, Roxton hastily explained:

"Fortunately, Abbas didn't do anything excessive before being knocked out."

Eulalia emphasized: