I don't know how I learned to torture to extract confessions. It's inhumane, but at this point, I can't think of a better way.

At first I just wanted to scare and scare him, but this guy really seems to want to play a tough guy.

I dragged the guy off the bed and dragged him to the wall.

"Now I ask, and you answer." I plunged my sword back into the brazier.

The guy on the bed had bled a lot during the day, and he looked at me weakly as he was dying.

"Tell me who sent you." I first pointed at the guy I had stabbed again, and pulled my sword back out of the brazier and reached for his nose.

He doesn't speak either!

The smell of the flesh being scalded came out. He let out a low, miserable scream from his throat.

Seeing that he did not speak, I drew the other sword from the brazier and pointed it in front of the other. "He didn't say, now it's your turn."

"We're going to kill you." He had a lot of courage.

In that case, there is no need for me to be polite to him.

I believe that it is possible for people to keep their mouths shut in times of great pain, but there are very few such people, because not all of them have that kind of conviction and determination to die.

Soon after the guy let out the harsh words, he spat out. And after hearing the name he explained, the entanglement in my heart was also a little relieved.

Oriden didn't believe me anymore, and now that he didn't just want to know what was going on with me, he had given up on me completely.

Although they kept the lives of these two people, they would not tell the truth when they returned. But I can't kill them.

I took the arrows out of them and bandaged them briefly. "When you go back, tell him that I have not betrayed him, but that it is not easy to do so now. If he has to take my head, he'll have to wait until the matter is investigated. If you insist on continuing your mission, no one will return alive to report to him. I said to the two men.

Back at the tavern, the lone wolf was sitting at the bar talking to the bartender. Hearing me push the door in, he turned to look at me.

He didn't speak, but sat down in the corner, took out a piece of paper from his bosom and handed it to me.

"I already know." I looked at the note and said to him.

"Do you have any news of Ralph?" He asked me.

"Not yet."

He looked at me and said, "You're going to have to move immediately." ”

"But Ralph hasn't found it yet." I looked at his face.

"It's no longer a matter of just finding Ralph. If Ralph doesn't carry it, you're in danger. He frowned.

"What about you?"

"We all have to leave." He sighed. "This organization is called the Silencers."

"They are not ...... from Gilneis"

"Yes." He interrupted me. "And it's said that this group is related to Lord Vincent Godfrey of Gilneis."

"Who is he?"

"A great nobleman in Gilneth. And the Silent One does not belong to the king. ”

"I've heard that these mutes are worth a lot of money."

"Now that they're here, someone can afford it."

"Who would have hired them?" I looked at the lone wolf.

"What if no one hires them?" The lone wolf looked at me.

"How could Gao Frey ...... So why did he attack us? "I remembered the Gofrey I had killed.

The lone wolf looked at me intently, then shook his head.

"Did you contact Oriden some time ago?"

"No, he wouldn't have sent someone to kill me."

"It's getting more and more complicated." The lone wolf rubbed his head. "The sooner you leave, the better."

"What about Fred?"

"You can't do anything now, you can't do anything. Don't act rashly for now. ”

"Will the Oriden faction ...... Assassinate Fred?"

"He doesn't have that guts." The lone wolf's tone was full of disdain.

"But he's already looking for someone to kill me."

"Then I'll have to ask yourself." There were other words in his eyes.

"Isn't the king dead?"

"He's recovered."

"And this miracle?"

"Princess Bever's back in Alterac."

"The ...... who has a leg with Ouriden"

"You know quite a bit." The lone wolf snorted.

"She knows how to heal?"

"Probably so, after all, she's studying magic in Dalaran."

"Now that the king has recovered, it is more likely that Oriden will kill Fred."

"Why?"

"With Fred dead while the king is recovering, will there be less suspicion that he killed his brother?"

"If Oriden had this idea, I would have known."

"What if Barov supports Oriden's actions?"

The lone wolf looked at me. "What else do you know?"

"You know what I know. Maybe you know what I don't know. I just feel like their house is going to be a big nuisance. ”

"Why do you say that the Barov family is a big problem?"

"Fred has promised the Marquis of Saipan in Lordaeron that he will trade land for the throne."

"Barov doesn't know this."

"What if the Barov family didn't just cooperate with us?"

The lone wolf shook his head. "Impossible."

"Anything is possible." I said softly.

"You seem to have some preconceptions about the Barovs...... "His eyes seemed to find something in my eyes.

"I'm just worried." I don't know how to proceed, I'm just guessing.

"He's not going to kill you just because you threatened his daughter." He glanced at me and said.

I had almost forgotten about it, and the lone wolf was a little surprised when he said this, how did he know?

I was about to say something, but when the words came to my lips I swallowed them back.

"Let's go, let's go tonight." The lone wolf stood up.

"I ...... Don't want to go. I stood up and stared at him.

"It's an order." Lone Wolf's tone was serious.

"I won't leave until I find Ralph."

"You're their prey now."

"I can also be a decoy." I say. "I'm not going to be killed by them so easily."

The lone wolf's eyes are not complicated.

"If there's a whatever, I know what to do." I said to him very seriously.

The lone wolf hurriedly disappeared into the snowstorm, the wind getting stronger and stronger, and the snow didn't seem to want to stop.

When I came to the backyard, I hid outside the warehouse door and secretly looked inside. The girl who had curled up in the haystack yesterday was gone. Only Felicia and the other remained. The two of them snuggled together in the quilt. Snow poured in through the skylight on the roof of the warehouse. The heat from the small brazier obviously didn't give them much warmth.

Today, there are few drinkers in the tavern, and it is said that more and more people have escaped from Lordaeron overnight. The streets were filled with coughing sounds, and the plague in the city looked like it was getting worse. The bodies were transported outside the city and burned in truckloads.

According to the bartender, rumors are now rife in the city, and many people have begun to associate themselves with the birth of the prince. Interestingly, instead of suppressing this rumour, Minethil found 100 babies under the age of one in the city and brought them into the palace with their mothers. The bishops of Lordaeron Monastery and Royal Abbey gather around these children every day to pray for their blessings.

"Do you think it was the plague brought by the prince?" I asked the bartender.

"You'd better not go out and talk nonsense except to me." The bartender lowered his voice.

"There aren't many people here, what are you worried about?" I turned my head to look at the empty hall of the tavern with three other people.

"Woe to the mouth! Friend! ”

"Do you think it was useful for the king to do this?"

"It's not something I can feel, I can't feel it."

"You mean it's useless?"

"I didn't say that."

"You still don't think it's useful."

"Of course it works!" His eyes widened.

"There's one less girl in the warehouse."

"Yes."

"Yes? That's it? ”

"I can't help it, Mr. Bill."

"Those two seem to be running out soon, too."

"I'll tell the guy to bring them another brazier."

"That's not the solution. Aren't they your property and cash cows? ”

"Life is the most valuable thing now. If they do die, it will be a necessary loss. ”

"Is there no cure in the city now?"

"May the king's prayer move heaven!"

"I'll pay for them to rent a warmer room, so be fine."

"Kind Mr. Bill, even if I think the boss won't let them in. It's better to die in the backyard than to die here. The most taboo thing we have when we open a store is that someone dies in the store. ”

"They're not cattle."

"With all due respect, this environment makes no difference."

"You go and tell the boss that if he feels that this necessary loss is bound to come in a few days, I am willing to talk to him."

The bartender, Harry, stared at me for a moment, then nodded.

Early the next morning, the bartender came with the boss's price. I haven't seen the owner of the tavern so far, Harry is the sole agent.

My bargaining level is so low that I can say that I am not good at haggling at all. When I bargain with someone, I'd rather take a knife to the person's neck and discuss it later. But I couldn't.

When they offered me the price of 10 gold coins, I unexpectedly agreed without hesitation, and exchanged the deed of sale for the two girls, and the deed of sale for the two sick and dying girls.

"You're such a good man." The bartender said as he handed me two thin pieces of paper. I couldn't see what the look on his face meant. But I could see that there was no ridicule or pity in his eyes...... I can't tell.

To the west of Lordaeron's royal city is Lordaeron's commercial and trade district, but almost no one is doing business anymore. In a spot that wasn't on the street, I found a house for both of them. Finding a home in Lordaeron City couldn't be too easy at the moment. At night, I drove the two girls to the new residence.

Felicia is now in a fever. The other one was already a little burned and confused. That's probably why the hotel was sold to me in the first place. For me, the gold thing has lost its appeal, and I can get it my way if I want to. The price during the day was beyond my expectations, and I thought I would get dozens of gold coins.

After inquiring with a few doctors, they were still reluctant to come out to see the two girls for the sake of money, but only symbolically gave me some suggestions on herbs and treatments and sent me away.

Looking at the two girls who burned and almost passed out, I could only think of one place. Royal Academy of Alchemy......