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There wasn't much pain on Mansini's distorted face, just a look of unusual surprise...... and anger.

He probably never imagined that his life would end like this. He was supposed to be the one who took in the fruit after it was all over, and he always was.

All the scheming was so abruptly and easily crushed that no one could accept it. But he wasn't a messenger, just a gift.

He thought the power he could manipulate or wield was too powerful and ruthless...... Ankeland, after all, is not Ante Boford.

Only then did a low exclamation of exclamation sound in the courtyard. Queen Rumorin retreated, but tripped and almost fell to the ground.

When Scott's gaze turned away, the frightened young man instinctively straightened his back and hung his head respectfully, but his whole body was still shaking involuntarily.

Watching the "Sage Lord" whom he feared break the neck of a "messenger" without hesitation, his performance was already quite calm.

Scott didn't really understand why he was still in this apparently abandoned temple, and he didn't pay much attention to it. When Nia was bored, he checked the people around him, and he described Rumorim as "a good and innocent young man" - perhaps because he realized that even if he stayed around, he would not be able to spy on anything really useful, but would be prone to trouble, and this young man called "Cultivator", who was in fact a servant for him, was surprisingly simple.

He truly adores him, takes care of him with all his heart, and is smart enough to know what to hear, see, and say, and when to stay away...... But this time Scott did it without warning, he didn't have time to "dodge" it, and he couldn't pretend he didn't see anything.

He shook so much, his head drooping lower and lower, as if he thought that Scott would also break his neck without hesitation.

“...... Go back to your room. Scott spoke, ignoring the glimmer of loss that came out of nowhere.

Rumorim was stunned for a moment, but when Scott suddenly waved his hand and another shadow fell out of the shadows in the corner of the courtyard, he jumped up like a rabbit and scurried back to his room, slamming the door shut.

Scott turned. The prowning snooper, whom he had pulled out of the shadows, had quickly rolled over and was half-kneeling on the ground, his tense body gracefully shaped like a leopard waiting for an opportunity.

He was even able to look at him without fear. Under the starlight, the pointed ears under his short hair and the tattoos on his face were clearly visible.

A shadow dancer.

Scott frowned slightly. He knew exactly who the Shadow Dancer was told, though he didn't care to let the old guys know that he had killed Mansini...... But it can also teach them a lesson.

The moment he raised his hand, the shadow dancer moved, so fast that Scott felt that there was only a shadow in front of him. The dagger had reached his chest in an instant, and then froze there.

Scott stared at the tip of the knife. He didn't feel like it was going to plunge into his body, but like it was about to pull away quickly...... The Shadow Dancer had no murderous intent on him, otherwise the knife would have stabbed him, even if it hadn't been able to penetrate his heart.

His mission was presumably just to snoop.

The tip of the knife trembled. The magically controlled body recovers extremely quickly, and it's definitely not just because of talent.

Scott hesitated, and for a brief moment, another voice rang out sharply.

"Tsk!"

A small black shadow came down from the wall, and jumped on the elf's shoulder, bravely spreading its arms, as if trying to stop him.

Scott was a little dazed, of course he knew the mongoose, but he didn't know that the mongoose could do this...... and emoticons. Although he vaguely felt that something was wrong with this little thing before he left last time...... But that's not right.

"Wait, wait!"

The other body flipped over from the wall, her bright red hair flashing in the starlight.

"Don't do it!" exclaimed Tess, "that's my elf...... Ahh

She pointed to the corpse in the courtyard in amazement: "...... You killed you?"

Scott looked at her, silent.

"How can you kill him?" Tess, stomping her foot in frustration, but managed to lower her voice a little, "I finally ...... it"

Her gaze swept over his face, and she quickly changed her words: "But if you die, you will die...... He should have died a long time ago anyway. ”

“...... Your elf?" Scott looked at the shadow dancer, who had taken a few steps back.

"What do you say?" Tess grabbed her mongoose back and glared at him hard, "Even if you are Is's brother, you can't ruin the girl's reputation like this—I only have one elf!"

She looked at him as if she was no different from before, just like she was sarcastic and sarcastic...... But Scott could see the uneasiness and wariness in her eyes.

He withdrew his gaze and turned away in silence.

Behind him, Tess breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the dagger in her sleeve.

She looked at Scott's back as he disappeared behind the door, then at Mansini's body, and couldn't help but whisper to the mongoose in her arms, "...... He's going to dump the body here, and ...... tomorrow morning."

It will stink before the next morning—before the sentence is finished, a flame erupts from Mansini's body, and in a few moments it burns completely.

“...... It's so convenient......" Tess murmured, shivering in the not cool breeze of the summer night.

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“...... That's all?"

Having already asked the third "that's it", Naria still found it incredulous.

"That's all. Tess nodded indignantly, grabbed her sleeve and dangled angrily and aggrievedly, "My strength has been in vain!

Naria shook her head sullenly - it's not a question of willfulness or not!

Mancini was not a good man...... It may have been bad enough to die a hundred times, but it was still unacceptable for Scott to kill him like this, not to mention that according to Finwin, the two sentences Mancini said that night were nothing more than "I'm just a messenger" and "I need a reply".

Just a messenger.

The last time they all stood here and watched that pesky fat man leave triumphantly, it was more or less because of this sentence. People always have rules and boundaries for how they behave, and even more so for those who were once paladins...... Scott, however, seems to have completely ignored this.

Or is death the "reply" Mancini deserves?

Iss suddenly turned and walked out the door.

“...... Wait!" Nari blurted out, "Where are you going?"

"Go and ask him why. Isis didn't look back, "If you want to know the answer, isn't that the quickest way?"

Naria opened her mouth and closed it again.

This is indeed the fastest way to do it...... If Scott is willing to answer.

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