Sethersor was stunned, but he didn't ask much, just jot down Swain's words honestly.

"Have the police station cordon off here. Swain took one last look at the bloodstained walls, then turned and walked out of the alley, "You can get the police department to help you find Manfred's hideout, but you don't have to tell them why." ”

"I understand. Cesarthurso nodded, as an employee of the Thirteenth Class, he was well aware of this.

Having gotten enough information from here, Swain didn't plan to stay longer, and after walking out of the alley, he walked straight to his carriage.

"Go to Genesis River Street. Swain instructed the coachman.

Mercer Frey nodded, and then drove the car honestly, after Baron Deniz no longer appeared, this young man who grew up in the imperial capital became more and more afraid of Swain, especially when he thought of the sudden disappearance of the previous butler, he shuddered, if he could, he even wanted to quit this job and stay away from this place of right and wrong.

The carriage drove all the way to the southern part of the city, which is more prosperous than the northern city, with its thriving commercial streets such as Triumph Avenue and Kinnesshe River Street, so even if it was damaged by the war, it would have recovered much faster than the northern Apu Avenue.

Arriving at his destination, Swain instructed Mercer Frey to wait on the street, and walked into a nondescript café by himself.

Scruffy as a lost dog, Singid was sitting in the corner, licking a cup of coffee as if he had been licking a wound, but although he looked embarrassed, his eyes were still fierce, no different from a hungry wolf waiting for an opportunity.

Swain sat down in front of Sinjid.

As soon as he sat down, he couldn't help frowning, the smell of Sinjid's body was not good, in such weather, if a person did not take a bath for several days, what kind of smell would be on his body, it was completely conceivable.

"Won't you take care of it and come back to see me?" said Sven, leaning back in his chair, dissatisfied, "Your smell is getting worse and worse. ”

Sinjid scoffed and continued to hunch over his coffee.

Swain leaned back in his chair and kept himself as far away from Sinjid as possible, the smell of his body was too much for Swain to accept when he liked to be clean.

"Do you have any orders this time?" Sinjid asked lightly, putting down his coffee cup, apparently the last time Swain broke the puppet he had made from Sir Wiley's corpse, he had not been so deferential to Swain, and his dissatisfaction was written on his face.

"Those people you trained in Pritown should still be there, right?" Swain stared at Sinjid indifferently, he was not afraid that this man would betray him or get out of his control, because what Sinjid was looking for, no one could give him but himself.

"Hey, do you remember them now?" Sinjid grinned at Swain with a teasing expression, "If I'm not mistaken, you killed two more on that boat." ”

Swain looked at Sinjid coldly, he neither looked annoyed nor tolerant of Sinjid's ridicule, but his face was as expressionless as ever, even if it was Sinjid, for such Swain, he had no bottom in his heart.

"What you want," Swain held up a hand, the empty palm of his hand as if he were holding something, "I can give it to you as long as this time is done." ”

Sinjid's pupils dilated suddenly, and he took back the breath he had just exhaled, and his whole body was hooked by Sven's words. However, he soon realized his gaffe and quickly relaxed his face.

"Honestly, I doubt right now that what you're saying is true, after all, you've tempted me with this for so many years, and I've never seen it. Although Sinjid said this, the light in his eyes had already exposed his thoughts, if he really didn't believe Swain, then why did he serve the Jericho family for so many years, and even go undercover under Michel VII?

"You've seen it. Swain's voice was cold, and he didn't give Sinjid any room to bargain.

"I, have you seen it?" Sinjid frowned, not quite understanding what Swain meant.

"Think about it. Swain stood up, he hated sloppy people, so he didn't want to stay by Sinjid's side for a moment, "Who, appeared in front of you. ”

Sinjid thought to himself, completely oblivious to Sven's departure.

"Who's in front of me?"

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While Thesa Thurso's report caught Swan's attention, the most important thing for him right now was never Manfred, or Young's threat. It didn't matter if Manfred was dead or not, after seeing the blood on that wall with his own eyes, no matter how cautious Swain was, he didn't think that Manfred, who was so badly injured, would survive, not to mention that he didn't think that Yang was telling a lie. Just as Yang knows Swain, Sven also knows Yang, who is also a person who is not good at acting.

After the carriage left Innis River Street, Swain did not go straight back to Karin Castle, but instructed Mercer Frey to drive the carriage to Triumphal Avenue, which was devoid of pedestrians.

Since that riot, the badly damaged Triumph Avenue has lost a large part of its popularity, and now, after the trauma of the civil war, people are not in the mood, in this street, which was once the façade of the imperial capital and symbolizes the pride of the imperial capital, and then walk with pride and modesty as before, that place, now leaving only endless melancholy and nostalgia for the people of the imperial capital.

Swain instructed Mercer Frey to park the carriage in front of the Place of Justice and Glory, and he looked out of his window at the Tiamat Palace behind the square, as if he was waiting for something.

Mercer Frey, the coachman, sat honestly in his place, asking and looking less. However, the weather was still quite hot today, and sitting outside the carriage like this, the scorching sun made him a little unbearable.

The scorching heat of the sun was so hot that Mercer Frey was sweating profusely, and he even considered asking the lord to allow him to drive the carriage to a cooler place, where he might suffer from heat stroke if he continued like this.

Just as he was dazed by the sun, Sven's voice came from the carriage.

"Let's go. ”

The cold sound shook Mercer Frey's spirits, and he immediately waved the reins to make the horses, which were also restless from the scorching sun, run.

And in the carriage that Mercer Frey could not see, there was already an extra person, and if Mercer Frey saw it, he would be astonished, although he was a little dazed by the sun just now, but he was very sure that the door of the carriage had not been opened at all, and it was impossible for anyone to get on the carriage.

Charlotte sat across from Swain, the expression on her face as cold as Swain's, but her face was not only cold, but also carried another, more fiery emotion—hatred.

"Looks like you've digested that book I gave you well. Sven looked at Charlotte, he didn't care at all about the girl's hatred, "You've been able to use teleportation, your progress is beyond my imagination, you're really talented." ”

"If you think I'm just doing this with talent, you're wrong, you're wrong!" Charlotte gritted her teeth, every note seemed to be squeezed out of between her teeth, "People like you never believe in hard work, because you were born with everything, how can you understand the sweat and hardship of others, so you will only attribute everything to talent!"

"Ah, yes. Swain didn't deny it at all, and simply admitted Charlotte's accusation, "Of course I don't believe in hard work, hard work won't change anything." Can knowledge change fate? That is just self-deception, because no one knows what their predetermined destiny is, and how can they say that it is a change. You think you are working hard, and you think that you have earned the results of your personal hard work and sweat, but it is very likely that it is your due destiny. ”

"Strong words!" Charlotte gritted her teeth, although because of the poor experience, and the knowledge of the magic book taught by Swain, Charlotte has a maturity and mind far beyond her peers, but, in the face of Swain, she still can't win in words, in front of Swain, she still looks so weak.

"It's also a good thing that you have such a dream. Swain's indifferent eyes seemed to have a touch of pity, but Charlotte would never believe that Swain's eyes would have the color of emotion, she preferred to believe that it was Swain's mockery of her, "Only by believing in something that is vain, but can give people false promises, can people have the courage to live, even if the world is always the same, at least there are illusions, can deceive themselves." ”

Charlotte didn't fully understand Swain's words, but they would take root in her heart and grow slowly.

"If it weren't for Her Royal Highness the Princess, I wouldn't have come here to find you. Charlotte still had a cold face, retaining the last of her dignity.

"I remember," Sven said, raising an eyebrow, "you used to call Karin 'sister'?"

Charlotte's face froze, not only because of the question pointed out by Swin, but also because of his title.

"You are the source of all calamities, and wherever you appear, there will be calamities!" Charlotte's face was contorted and she cried out with anger, "Because you are close to her, you have also caused her to suffer such an innocent sin, how can you understand, how can you care, how can you care about the demon who can take the lives of other people's relatives at will, and how can you understand the pain in our hearts!"

Tears flowed down Charlotte's face, but she didn't want to cry in front of Swain, so she turned her head and hid her expression behind her hair.

"It's fine if you don't. ”

Swain vaguely heard the words.

"If you want to scold me or blame me, it's up to you, and I can accept any kind of venting. Swain reached out and forcibly pinched Charlotte's chin, twisting her little face to herself, "But what about after you complain? to no avail, the power of words is so small, especially those unwitting words, useless." If you really want to save Karin, tell me honestly about what happened. ”

Charlotte grabbed Swain's wrist and tried to remove his hand from her face, but she was still too small after all, and her strength couldn't compare to Swain's, and no matter how Charlotte struggled, her delicate face was held in Sven's palm.

"Say, I listen, even if you don't trust me, even if you hate me, I'm your only hope now. There was a strange light in Sven's eyes, every time he faced Charlotte, he was surprisingly tolerant, and, unlike others, "I take everything from you, and I will give you everything, hatred for me will be the only content of your life, and without me, you will become a walking corpse, a puppet who knows nothing." So, hate me as much as you want, with hatred for me, feel the pain that cannot escape from my palm, and finally succumb to fate......"

Swinn paused, and fear already appeared in Charlotte's eyes.

"Yield to me. ”