Chapter 68: The Enemy Meets
"Damn bastard! How dare you betray me? β
The more he thought about it, the more angry Harlet strode forward, raised his foot and kicked Mook in the face.
With a muffled sound!
The latter's head hit the table leg behind him, and not only did the back of his head get blood, but his face was blurred by the kick of his boots, and two teeth even flew out of his mouth.
Keep in mind that the pirate captain is a LV11 warrior.
Whether it is the strength that plays a decisive factor in melee hand-to-hand combat, or the other two basic attributes agility and constitution, they are quite outstanding.
Therefore, the power of his foot is definitely not comparable to ordinary people.
Not being knocked out or kicked to death on the spot is enough to prove that this Mook is not a mediocre person.
I saw that this half-elf with a slightly out of shape first shook his head vigorously twice, and then quickly struggled to stand up on the table, raised his arm to wipe the blood from his mouth, and retorted with a sneer: "Betrayal? The one in the world who is not qualified to say this word is you. Look at the people who have been secretly disposed of all these years, why do you ask me to remain loyal? β
"Ungrateful bastards!
If it weren't for me, you'd still be in some humble tavern, being used as a plaything by old and ugly men all day long.
I am the one who gave you freedom!
Gives you power!
Gives you a chance to change your fate!
But how did you repay me?
You tried to kill me when I needed help the most. β
The pirate captain roared and slammed his head into the nose.
Bang!
Mook's nose was knocked down on the spot, and blood mixed with snot and tears flowed down uncontrollably.
But he didn't shout quite stiffly, just wiped it, and continued to reply: "I never deny that you have helped me!"
But over the years, I have worked hard to assemble an intelligence network for you from Port Carlin to Manon and Myratma.
This alone is enough to repay the kindness of the year.
What's more, I also helped you earn a lot of wealth through business.
But what did you do to me?
You know I'm not going to deal with Eric, and you put him in charge of raising the ransom.
As soon as that miscellaneous person opened his mouth, he demanded that I hand over most of the resources in my hand, even the Chamber of Commerce that had been established with great difficulty under my feet.
What would you do if you were me?
Obediently obey orders, and then be trampled underfoot?
No!
I'm fed up with the feeling of being controlled by someone else!
This time I'm going to take charge of my own destiny! β
"Take control of your destiny? Hahahaha! Just for this? You really haven't grown at all. β
After hearing this, Hallette suddenly stopped being angry, but laughed insolently.
There was also an undisguised irony in the laughter.
He originally thought that the other party betrayed him for power, wealth, or some other reason full of ambition or desire.
But who knows, for what bullshit is actually "controlling your own destiny".
"Maybe in your eyes, it's naΓ―ve and ridiculous for me to do this. But for myself, it's something that transcends life, and I'm willing to do everything to achieve it. It's a pity that it failed in the end. β
As he said this, Mook set his eyes on Everynia, who had been transformed into a shadow creature and was suffering and suffering alone.
The two looked at each other for a long time before he couldn't help but sigh: "AlasβI'm sorry, I hurt you." β
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The female Assassin's mood fluctuated dramatically.
But because Zuo Si had given orders, she couldn't speak at all without permission.
Muk noticed this, and immediately turned to Zuo Si, who was standing at the door, and said, "Lord Soth! I want to make a deal with you. β
"Deal?"
Zuo Si raised his head slightly and stared at this half-elf who was already at the end of his rope.
"That's right! Trade!
I think you've been to the underground warehouses and know that you know that there are very few valuable things and goods stored in this house.
But I can tell you, that's not all.
Across the Great Karlin Desert, whether it's Manon or Myratma, there are secret warehouses that I have set up.
And these secret warehouses, even Harrett doesn't know.
There are quite a few magical items that will interest you. β
Mook threw his hole cards straight away.
As a smart man, he knew the truth of the three holes of the cunning rabbit, and did not concentrate all the resources at hand on the stronghold of Port Carlin.
Now, these preparations just in case have finally come in handy.
"Please, I'm listening."
There was not the slightest expression or mood swing on Zuo Si's calm face.
Because no matter what price the other party offers, he will not let go of the guy in front of him who sent someone to assassinate him no matter what.
Muk seemed to realize this, so he didn't put forward any excessive conditions, but just pointed at Yelinia and said, "I want to use the things stored in these secret warehouses in exchange for her being able to get relief."
As for myself, I want you to allow me to commit suicide.
My destiny has always been in someone else's hands.
But this time, I wanted to take control of it myself. β
Zuo Si deliberately pretended to be disdainful and asked, "How do I know you're not lying?"
How can you guarantee that the contents of those warehouses can compare to that of an elusive Shadow Assassin?
You know, she killed everyone in this house except you in just half an hour.
And most importantly, why do you think I would give up my right to revenge and give this Miss Assassin a relief?
I'm going to let her do it herself, sucking the life energy out of your body little by little.
Believe me, it doesn't taste good at all.
You can even clearly feel your body getting colder and weaker.
And that's just the beginning!
When you're completely dead, the real fun is just beginning......"
Hearing this, Muk's originally calm face changed instantly.
At the same time, I finally realized that I would eventually fail!
He hadn't really learned about the necromancer who had defeated Hallet on a desert island by ambushing, poisoning, and evoking the undead.
It is even seen as a normal spellcaster who is no different from those mages who have been paid for money.
But now, Mook began to feel his soul tremble with fear.
In particular, those black eyes, which are as deep as a bottomless abyss, are unabashedly releasing strong malice.
After a long silence, he turned and walked to the corner and gently turned the candlestick.
Moment!
A creaking sound came from the wall behind him.
After a few seconds, an oil painting slowly rises, revealing the dark grid inside.
Without saying a word, Muk directly took out a lifelike tarantula statue from the hidden grid, took a deep breath and introduced: "This is a magic statue."
Whether you know magic or not, you can use it to summon a giant tarantula once a day to fight for yourself for six minutes.
If sold, such a magic statue would be worth at least a few thousand gold coins.
And it's not the most precious in my collection. β
"Hehe, do you have any misunderstanding about the Shadow Assassin?" Zuo Si couldn't help but smile contemptuously.
He also thought that the other party could come up with something good, and it turned out to be a magic statue that briefly summoned a giant tarantula.
For the Brigade Mage, the last thing that is lacking is a variety of summoned creatures.
And most of the card's minions don't have a time limit, and they can last until they're killed.