Chapter: 1170

Shelia blushed and said, "I'm sorry. I had no idea where I was going.

It's as though everything here is the same. I wouldn't have been stranded here for so long if that wasn't the case."

"Right." Victor's response was unemotional.

Signing, Shelia said, "If so, what should we do next, then? We can't just keep going forward and back all the time. What do you think?"

Victor remained quiet for a few moments as he studied Shelia's concerned expression.

"Since we've walked so much, you're worn out.

Let's take a rest. We'll find a way out, I assure you.”

“There's no other way," Shelia answered, nodding her head.

She raised the water in her hand and said, “We've been walking for a long time. Would you want some water now? I haven't had a sip of the water yet. After a lengthy stroll, I'm concerned you'll get dehydrated. You don't seem to be in the right shape."

Victor hobbled up to the shady spot next to the tree trunk and sat.

He gave Shelia a sideways look when he heard her.

Shelia had urged him to drink water for the second time.

“Here you go. After walking for so long, I'm starting to feel a bit hungry. I'll be right back. You know, I'll check if there's any fruit around here." Shelia didn't even wait for Victor to respond.

She tossed the water at him, removed the dart from the cloth bag, and began walking away.

Victor narrowed his eyes as he gazed at the water in his arms. He then turned to watch Shelia's back as she walked far away.

If Shelia was indeed sent by Norton, this was his greatest opportunity to escape!

Forty minutes later

From a distance, Shelia could be seen dragging something across the ground. She had one hand filled with a pile of fruits and the other holding what seemed to look like a tail.

After quite some time of walking, she finally stopped. Shelia wiped the sweat off of her forehead as her eyes drifted to the boy leaning against the tree.

"I'm exhausted. Luckily, I didn't get lost. Are you hungry, Van?"

Victor did not go anywhere.

The truth was that, he was capable of walking nonstop for forty minutes.

However, he was completely clueless as to why he did not take his leave. Perhaps, he was too injured to walk. Victor tried to convince himself this was the reason he didn't leave.

His eyes followed the sweat dripping from her forehead before Looking at what was behind her.

From a distance, he couldn't quite tell what she was dragging around.