In the damp dungeon, Jailer Leather bandaged the Blackface Assassin's wounds and locked him in a dark and filthy cell.

Jailer Ammon was instructed by Brant to add some firewood to the torch stove. When the fire was burning, he bowed down and asked humbly, "My lord, what else do you command?"

Brandt spoke, "You guys go outside and wait. "He now needs to be alone with the female assassins who assassinated him...... Talk. That's right, he thought, conversation, not interrogation.

After both jailers disappeared into the dungeon, Brant walked up to the female assassin. In the light of the fire, he could clearly see the female Assassin's face, and although her face looked dirty, it could not hide her delicate and charming features. and her tattered clothes, her bruised body.

Glia also raised her eyes at the so-called adult standing in front of her at this moment, and she found that the target of her assassination was nothing more than a good-looking big boy, a boy who had no grievances with her, but almost died in her own hands. She didn't regret her actions, she couldn't remember how many people's blood had been stained with those cold hands.

After a moment of cramped silence, Glia directly threw out the question in her heart, "Why didn't my dagger pierce your heart?" She didn't believe in the so-called immortal body, even the undead would have a time when their souls would be scattered.

"I can sue you," said Brandt, who did not answer immediately, after a moment's thought, "in exchange you must also answer the question that was asked of me." ”

Glia hesitated for a moment and compromised, "I promise you." "She's already a dying person, there's nothing she can't say.

Brandt pulled the magic book from his chest through his clothes, and he turned the second page and pulled out a dagger from inside the page. Now you know the answer. ”

A wry smile of remorse crossed the corners of Glia's mouth, "You're lucky," her tone turned cold, "I didn't choose to cut your throat. "Both the heart and the throat were fatally wounded, but she chose a death that was painless and would not struggle.

Brandt's face changed dramatically and he was speechless, and finally he reluctantly said, "I admit it," he calmed down, "If it weren't for this magic book, I would have died at your hands last night, and you wouldn't be locked up here." "It's the last sore spot he wants to mention, it's a shame for him.

"Whatever you want to ask, ask. Her voice was even colder than it had been before.

"Why did you stab me?" said Brandt, not without bitterness, "isn't that stupid?"

"I just followed orders and was responsible for assassinating the designated target. Gria replied calmly.

Brandt continued the conversation and asked, "Then why did you choose to be an Assassin for money, or for fame?" Although Assassins have no honor to speak of, a notorious Assassin can make a feared reputation.

"To live," Gria spat out a different answer than his, "for revenge." She couldn't understand why the boy in front of her was asking inconsequential questions.

"But you're not much better now. Brandt got the answer he wanted.

"You don't want to know who's behind it?" she tossed out the topic that the other party wanted to know the most.

"I don't ask," said Brandt, "because you don't know." ”

"You're smart," Glia reminded him, "but you're not out of danger. ”

"I know you're not the only Assassin," he stressed, "but I'm not as weak and incompetent as you might think. ”

With cold politeness, Glia said, "I've said everything I need to say, what are you going to do with me?" She is not afraid of death, but she does not want to die, and she still has a sea of blood and revenge.

"Do you want to live?" Brandt remembered what his grandfather had said, that people sometimes choose loyalty, perhaps because the temptation of betrayal was not enough to sway him. This temptation should be enough to shake many people.

"I don't want to die. Glia was honest.

Brandt told her the truth, "What you have done to me is equivalent to a death sentence." "Noble lords have absolute power of life and death in their fiefdoms, and in order to maintain the rights and majesty of the lord, anyone who threatens the life and safety of the lord will be sentenced to death.

Glia decided, "Maybe it's fate. Her voice began to tremble.

"What is fate," Brandt asked her rhetorically, "what you can and can't change?"

"All you can choose," replied Glia, "and what I can't choose is fate." ”

The corners of Brandt's mouth twisted bitterly, and he confessed to her, "My fate is not something I can choose, if I can choose my fate, then I will not appear in front of you at all." ”

Glia found that his gaze was deep, and his voice was pleasant and magnetic, but it sounded cold. "At least you can decide my fate now. ”

Brant said with a very serious expression, "Then I choose to give you the opportunity to choose your fate." ”

Glia couldn't believe what she had heard, and looked at each other in shock, "What you said is true?"

Brandt gave her a meaningful look and nodded slowly, "But it comes at a price." The whole conversation went on as he expected.

Glia hesitated for a moment, then asked suspiciously, "At what cost?" She couldn't figure out what she was worthy of his forgiveness.

"I need you to swear allegiance to me. ”

"I have no honour," Glia reminded him sharply, "don't you worry that if you let me go, I'll run away, or lurk around you and try to assassinate you." She knew that this was the other party's temptation, and she had to answer carefully.

Brandt was overjoyed, and instead of agreeing, she chose to be honest. He concealed his feelings, "I gave you the opportunity to choose your fate, and choosing to be loyal to me is a better choice for you." "I'm also giving you the opportunity to choose revenge, and if you think that being an assassin can help you get revenge, then you can choose to leave." He threw out another heavy temptation.

"Will you help me get my revenge?" asked Glia, incredulously, "You don't even know who my enemy is?"

Brandt undeniably said, "No matter who your enemy is, at least I have the ability, but that needs to be absolutely sure that I will choose to help you." His tone was sincere, "Until then, I need your loyalty." ”

"If you believe me," said Grea, "I swear allegiance to you. "She was promised by the other party, honor and credibility may not be important to her, but to the noble lord is a status symbol.

Brandt felt that he could not trust an assassin who had nearly killed him. He replied slowly, "I choose to believe you." ”

"I find you really special. Glia looked at him in surprise.

"The same goes for you. "Tonight you will be in the dungeon for the time being, and tomorrow morning I will ask Baron Kane to put you at my disposal." "He has that right, and he also believes that Baron Kane will not refuse his request.

Glia asked a little stiffly, "What about my companion?" Wick was her only friend and companion. Glia thought to herself, Wick was in such a situation to save herself, and I couldn't sit idly by with him.

"You know him," Brandt asked her rhetorically, "do you think he will be as loyal to me as you are?"

"He used to be a slave," she pointed pointedly, "and what he hated most was the nobles who enslaved and bought and sold them." ”

"I don't have slaves with me, and I don't buy or sell slaves from other countries. Brandt assured, "I'll take him with me, and maybe you can persuade him,"

Glia didn't want to go around the bush with him, so she asked him bluntly, "What if he doesn't accept it?"

Brandt replied to her, "I can only sue you, and I will not spare any enemy lightly." His tone was chilling with a hint of coldness.

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