In fact, by the time Peg was recovered, Calus' mission had already been completed. He could have taken the witch back to the Molten Iron City survivors' position and handed her over to the Hammer Archduke before making plans, but the Demon Spawn didn't do that. The killer knew very well where the limits of man were, and he remembered what the soldiers looked into his eyes as they left the position, hope, the last hope. Humans are not a race adapted to live underground, and long periods of absence from sunlight and cramped and oppressive living conditions are enough to drive normal people crazy, not to mention the accumulated excrement. Karus knew all too well, and as such, he knew that he could not take that safe path, and that if he wanted to convince the brainless dwarf to get out of here, he had to take the people of the Hammer with him, and if he wanted to bring the Hammer, he had to find the priest. This is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous and difficult task, but the Demon Spawn is absolutely confident in his skills.

Then there's only one hidden danger left to make an impact, isn't it?, the little witch noticed the gaze that was looking at her, she hesitated for two seconds, and with the slightest movement, she turned her face towards the killer who was holding her. "You should have guessed what I'm going to do, right?" The Demonborn seemed to have adjusted to his new appearance, and he could even control the tremor of his tongue to produce a relatively more standard pronunciation when he spoke. But that didn't mean Peg would have any less fear of the former, she opened her mouth and finally said the full sentence after two attempts, "I'm not going to cause you trouble!" The witch's assurances were meaningless to Callus, he knew very well that these hostages, who kept saying that they would not resist, would run away at the first opportunity, but now the situation did not allow him to really make Peg succumb, so he decided to do something like his blood father and do something the devil should do.

"Let's make a deal. The demon's habitual smile on the snake's head was more like a pre-attack intimidation, "I know you've fought in the war against Molten Iron City, but look around. Those who survived wouldn't care too much about one of the last hanged war criminals to have one witch missing. And that gray-robed wizard didn't have a holiday with you, so if you can cooperate with the information I got out of the priest's mouth, I might be able to get Andre to let you go. ”

Peg swallowed, of course she wanted to agree to the conditions of the demon descendants, but the witch thought about it, although the current situation seemed to be that she was being held hostage by the other party, but in order to obtain the location of the exit from the ruins, her own help was also something that Krus needed. The initiative in this transaction is actually in their own hands. Thinking of this, the fear in Peg's heart diminished slightly, and she tried not to let her voice tremble, and said, "Those Crypt Mother disciples have a covenant with us, and I can be sheltered by their side as well. ”

"Asylum? I guess house arrest is a better term. You and these people," he said, gesturing to his head and gesturing to Radno, "do you need to be reminded of the fragility of your alliances? "The Demon Descendant wasn't worried about the witch negotiating terms with him, or rather as the one who proposed the deal, he was afraid that Peg wouldn't dare to think about it because of fear.

Clarus's words hit Peg's bull's-eye, and the witch knew that as long as her magic was still sealed, she would only be a hostage of limited freedom, no matter which side she was under the protection of any force. At the end of the day, getting the Raven to lift the restrictions on her magic was what she really cared about. However, lifting the curse of the gray-robed mage is not an easy task. "Do you have what it takes to restore my magic?" said the witch suspiciously.

The killer tilted his head, he couldn't say for sure, although he guessed that the crow didn't care about the witch captive, but the situation was like this, and it was inevitable that the sorcerer had other plans. However, these concerns do not need to be revealed to Peg, which is also a common trick of the devil. "Is there anything else you can do with confidence but me?" Clarus's reply appeared to answer the witch's question, but in fact gave no promise, so that even if it turned out that he really couldn't convince the raven, the witch couldn't accuse him of breaking the deal.

"Hmm..."The long-haired witch looked down and thought about it, although she hadn't noticed the demon's language trap yet, she still instinctively felt that the other party's promise could not be fully trusted. But she also knew that the covenant with the Mother of the Crypt was exactly what Kalus had said, and she could almost foresee what she would look like when she saw the priest. Is that what you want to see? From one cage to another?

As Peg pondered, the smile on the killer's lips became more pronounced. Krus didn't know much about how the witches behaved with each other, but his wealth of experience allowed him to perceive what the captive in front of him really desired. "When I find the exit, I'll not only ask the Grey-robed wizard to give you back the magic, but I'll also make him... Erase the mark from your body and let you, truly free. ”

The words pierced the witch's heart like venom, and Peg's head jerked up in the whispers of the Descendants, and she looked at the other with her eyes open. Freedom, what does that mean? The little witch is too young for her to worry about the threat of death if she loses the witches' soup pot, so does freedom mean that she doesn't have to be supported by an old witch like Coola? Does it mean that Kiri can no longer bully herself? Does it mean that she doesn't have to go back to the damp and dark streets of Heartbreaker Bay to face the vulgar and lowly robbers and sailors? A throbbing struck Pegg, and Clarus knew that it would make the witch desperate to fulfill their deal.

"Think about it, it's a good deal. The Demon Spawn said, holding out his right hand, and a faint flame began to burn on the hand covered in snake scales. The witch looked at the hand as if she was enchanted, as if she saw a bright future in the flames, and Peg groaned for a moment, and finally stretched out his left hand and shook it.

Flame, extinguished. Transaction, establishment. Both the witch and the killer smiled, but they didn't laugh in the same way. "Well, since there are no more problems between us, let's move forward quickly. It's always good to see the sky early. ”