Sylvia's POV:
"No idea." Felix's tone was a little unnatural. He turned his face away from me deliberately. "Somebody else must've carved it. After all, anyone can come here."
Harry sneered and slapped Felix on the shoulder lightly. "You're a really bad liar, did you know that?"
I pursed my lips and shook my head helplessly. After all, Felix was still just a child. He wore his emotions on his sleeve.
Obviously, Felix knew whoever this Alva person was.
But it was clear that he didn't want to tell us.
Felix shook off Harry's hand unhappily. He looked at the old clock on the table. It showed that it was already past midnight.
"Wait for me here. There's something I need to show you," Felix said suddenly.
We didn't think too much. We just asked him to come back as soon as possible. A few minutes later, something felt off.
"Could he have made a run for it? What's taking him so long?" Harry asked.
I frowned. On second thought, I remembered that there was indeed something wrong with Felix's expression. But we weren't familiar with culture on the other side of the wall, so we didn't think too much.
"Let's look for him." Flora rolled up her sleeves, looking a little peeved. "Damn it! How dare he trick us?"
But it was too late to chase after him now. Felix had disappeared.
Just as we were about to head in the direction where Felix left, a strange loud noise came from the depths of the sewer, like the sound of pouring water.
Damn it! The sewer wasn't abandoned at all!
"Run! They're draining the sewer!" I shouted.
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