Chapter 341 - A Little Spy (1/2)

Chris cautiously approached the bushes. She crossed the trees and finally reached behind the bush to confront the spying vicious person but . . . found a young boy laying on the ground, glaring at her. By looks, the boy was hardly seven or eight years old, he had a roundish face, narrow icy blue eyes and little long messy jet black hair.

Chris looked around to make sure that there was no one else, feeling very confused. She looked back at the little boy and found him still glaring at her, this time more dangerously. He wasn't a vampire and Chris felt his aura wasn't a wizard's either. Who was this kid? Either way, he was the one spying on her and knew something. Chris cleared her throat and addressed the kid.

”I'm gonna release you but your legs still will be unmoveable, so don't try to escape.”

Chris undid the curse and cast a jelly leg curse. Chris thought he was going to scream but he didn't. The boy looked at her hands and legs, then turned to look at Chris. He looked very angry but stayed motionless and said nothing.

”Who are you? Why were you spying on me?” Chris asked kneeling to get on his eye level.

The boy just kept eyeing her suspiciously without answering.

”I asked you something,” Chris glared back.

No answer. He turned around and Chris could see his eyes scanning the surroundings.

”I could use more spells on you if you don't answer me,” Chris said impatiently. ”And they are quite painful. Don't think I won't use them just because you're a kid.”

The boy looked back at her and then eyed her wand but didn't look intimidated. He gave a small shrug then tried to get up but his legs didn't cooperate, so he just lay back down. Chris felt frustrated, she didn't want to hurt the boy but he was giving her a hard time. He looked so cool and indifferent even after her threats. Chris was scary when she wanted to look frightening but the boy was just laying there watching her with no care in the world.

An idea came into Chris mind and she changed her tactics.

”If you don't talk, I am going to tell everything to Prince Oziyat,” Chris said hopping for any kind of reaction.

And it worked. At the name of Oziyat, the boy looked panicked. He glared at Chris spitefully. Chris gave him a strict look and after a moment he finally opened his mouth.

”I . . . live . . . here,” he muttered with long pauses in between her words.

Chris waited for him to go on but he didn't say anything else.

”What's your name and why were you spying at me? Who told you to spy on me?” Chris asked.

He glared some more before answering, ”No. . . one. . . told. . . me. I was. . . curious. Let. . . me. . . go.”

”First tell me, who are you?”

”Sol. Now. . . let. . . me. . . go.”

But Chris wasn't ready to let go, so she shook her head.

”I want to know --”

Before Chris could finish something fast and large whooshed in front of her and the force of that thing knocked her back. The thing was so fast that it created a whirlwind of dirt and tree leaves and Chris scrambled back closing her eyes.