"Tell me, who are you, what is the purpose of approaching me, and what do you add to the soup?"

Staring at Laphni, who was embarrassed to get up from the ground, Luke's eyes flashed with danger.

Obviously, from the very beginning, he did not believe this guy who came out of nowhere and claimed to be the daughter of a merchant.

The reason is simple, he can feel faint fluctuations of magical energy from the other party.

This means that a woman who seems weak and unthreatening in front of her may actually be a spellcaster.

Then here's the problem!

Since he is a spellcaster, why is he being hunted down by a group of raiders who are not very strong?

Didn't the caravan hire enough guards?

Or are those guards too rice buckets, and with the cooperation of the caster, they can't defeat a group of rabble?

The most important thing is that when the magic power is not exhausted, why not release some magic to confuse the enemy when escaping, or create some trouble for the enemy and slow down the opponent's pursuit.

There were too many suspicions, enough to make Luke feel strongly wary.

In fact, his attitude towards Laiphni from the very beginning was to use it, using this "hurting woman" who is quite knowledgeable to help him find the "little meow" who escaped.

Unfortunately, Malvina doesn't seem to be in Bone City, so the search quickly stalled.

Feeling the rush of death, Laphne quickly realizes that she is facing a choice, and if she chooses the wrong one, death will come as expected.

After much hesitation, she gritted her teeth and responded, "I'm a member of a raider squad! If you complete this quest, you will not only be able to earn enough wealth to squander the rest of your life, but you will also be able to choose a big city and obtain the corresponding citizenship to settle down permanently. ”

"Marauders, you're from Darazon!"

Luke's pupils contracted suddenly, followed by a monstrous anger surging into his heart, and his whole person was like a volcano about to erupt.

He never dreamed that after showing a terrifying magic that was enough to destroy a city, there would be a guy who didn't know whether to live or die would dare to hit his attention.

"Yes, and we have a woman on the team with an eyepatch, so you're sure you're not unfamiliar. "Laphne was straightforward and sold her teammates outright.

You don't have to ask to know that in order to fight for that last chance to live, she doesn't care whether her teammates are dead or alive.

Betrayal, in the group of marauders, is simply the most normal thing.

Sometimes, as long as the process of betrayal is exciting enough, it can even win the respect and praise of peers.

"Hmph! I don't know if she's alive or dead!" Luke asked loudly, clenching his fists.

"I'm sorry, I don't know where she's hiding, it's always been a one-way contact between us, and she took the initiative to contact me. If you really want to catch him, I suggest you play a play with me. But on the condition that after the deed is done, you will let me go. It's fair to trade her life for mine, isn't it?" Lively fought back with the constant feeling of vertigo in her mind, and offered a quid pro quo.

She knew that this was a sign of a toxin attack, and within a few minutes at most, the magical energy in her body would go into hibernation, and she would not be able to release any magic.

Not to mention magic, it's a luxury to even stand firm.

So before that, you must save your life first, otherwise you will be a lamb to the slaughter when the poison strikes.

"Give me a reason to let you go!" Luke was undoubtedly angry, and suddenly condensed a large hand made entirely of energy, grabbed the woman's neck and carried it into the air.

"I ...... I know a lot of secrets...... Can...... can help you deal with the impending shadow of death......"

The feeling of suffocation was painful for Laphni, and it took a break to get a complete sentence out of her sentence.

"Shadow of Death?" Luke instantly lifted control of his energy hand.

Laphne slammed to the ground, coughing as she explained, "Ahem, ahem, ahem, yes, Shadow of Death." No one knows what he looks like, and no one has ever seen how he kills, but he can do 100 percent of any task given to him by his employer. To date, no one has escaped from his hands. In the minds of the raiders, he is an immortal legend, a monster that can scare off an army by his name alone. ”

"What do you mean...... Someone hired him to kill me?" Luke raised an eyebrow in surprise.

It was the first time he realized that he was so valuable that someone was willing to pay a lot of money to hire someone who had built his own legend in the industry.

"Kill you? hahahaha! No, how could anyone be willing to kill you! The employer is very obviously trying to capture you alive and turn you into his most loyal subordinate, or a slave. You don't realize how amazing your magical talent is, do you? If I were you, I'd rather kill myself than be captured alive. Because the process of being trained and brainwashed is the process of completely shattering your self-esteem, pride, and even personality. For some reason, Laphne burst out laughing.

Luke wasn't quite sure whether this was deliberately alarmist for the sake of his life, or if the other party really knew what would happen after being captured alive, and the whole person suddenly fell into deep thought.

After a few minutes, when Laphne began to jerk uncontrollably from top to bottom, he nodded slightly, "I can promise to let you go, but you have to play a key role in the future." ”

"Don't worry, I won't let you down. Now, please make yourself a little dirty and lie on the ground and don't move. ”

Laphni seemed to be in great pain, gritting her teeth before she could finish the sentence.

"As you wish. ”

Without saying a word, Luke poured the remaining food on the table onto his clothes, then lay down upright, closing his eyes and pretending to be in a deep coma.

Since he had not rested all night, his face looked extremely unhealthy, and the symptoms were exactly the same as those after poisoning.

Without saying a word, Laphni endured the indescribable pain, limped open the window, and left a piece of meat and bone that had been in the soup to the windowsill outside.

When she was done, she sat on the ground against the wall and gasped for breath, sweat streaming down her forehead.

If she could, she would rather close her eyes and go to sleep now than have to endure any more torture.

But in order to survive, she must persevere and finish the play, just as she had recently staked her life in the desert......