In response to Triss's anxious remarks, Yager sneered: "What do I want to know about this?"
In the stable that smelled of straw, the black-haired young man looked down at the innocent girl on the ground, like an evil person who bullies men and dominates women in the story.
However, it's not that he doesn't want to know this information.
The witch sect and the secret secrets of the royal family? It sounds like there is a lot of room for exploration.
Generally, troubles caused by the royal family at this level will spread to the whole city, with the economy declining, unemployment increasing, etc. Not to mention the consequences of bypassing the Zhengshen Church and cooperating with an organization that sounds like a cult.
It’s not surprising that Quan Luen should take the blame.
As an extraordinary person living in Backlund, this news is closely related to him.
However, this is not enough reason for him to get involved in this matter. In other words, based on his experience of encountering people begging for mercy three times a month, there is room for him to continue to lower the price.
"This is a huge conspiracy that affects the entire Backlund!" Triss tried her best to sell it, but she was very sensible and did not reveal everything.
She only had this bargaining chip, and if she said it all, it would be of no use.
Even in desperate times, the witch who once had a brilliant career in fraud still retains her skills.
"I can also collect information for you! I am by the prince's side, and I can handle all his secret documents!"
The hem of Triss's hand-sewn lace skirt was stained with dust as she spoke.
Is the way you handle this business serious?
Yager complained silently in his heart.
Well, how do you want to convince the prince to show you the confidential documents? Control him, or control him...
Although the little theater in his heart has faintly entered the forced love channel, he still maintains an attitude of non-committal on the surface.
"I don't need to help you with this. I can know about the Witch Sect myself, and I don't really care."
"Unless you can use it for other purposes."
"For example, extraordinary mysterious knowledge, or," Yager paused, thinking of Bill Rudolph's time in the aristocratic circle.
"...or things related to other sects in the kingdom."
"I know the low-sequence potion formula for assassins! I know about the Aurora Society! And about the Psychological Alchemy Society!" Triss felt the possibility of being rescued, and poured out the information she knew as if she were pouring beans, "and , the affairs between the Witch Sect and the royal family are not simple! They involve the secrets of the church!"
very good.
The corners of Yager's lips raised slightly, he heard very satisfactory news.
Psychological Alchemy.
He has his investigation route for next week.
...
Five minutes later, with Yager making full use of the evil words copied from Emond's lawyer, the two finally reached an agreement in a roundabout way.
"So, as long as I regularly report to you the trends of other sects and nobles that I know about, and tell you about the Witch Sect, you will be willing to help me leave during the New Year this year?" Triss asked in return.
The girl who was still kneeling on the ground had a trace of confusion on her delicate face, and her slender white hands were tangled together.
No, why does she, a former fraudster, smell so strongly of a liar?
"That's right." Yager nodded with satisfaction.
Triss gaped for a moment, as if trying to pick out some clues from the dizzying logic of their exchange in the past few minutes.
After a few seconds, she shook her head.
fuck!
What does she want to do with this!
None of this matters.
Her eyes became clear again: "I agree to all the terms."
The girl sat upright and looked directly at the black-haired young man in front of her.
"But how can you guarantee that you can fulfill your promise? How do I know that you have the strength to save me and that you will keep your promise?"
Although she herself felt that Yager's sequence was not low, she still wanted to see tangible proof from him.
The originally relaxed atmosphere between the two became tense again.
oh?
Want to see proof, or a cultist? It's easy.
Yager rolled his eyes: "Okay."
He opened his spiritual vision and looked around, confirming that the lawn around the stable was empty and no one was looking at him.
Although a little reckless, he really wanted to show others his new "pet" in a safe condition.
Triss had a vague premonition when she saw his movements.
After looking around for a week, the black-haired young man slowly raised his hand, reaching for her cheek with his slender gloved right hand, and took out a rusty iron whistle with his other hand.
"You want to do..."
The young man pursed his lips and played a strange flute sound.
Woo——
【The Mouth Flute of Madaras】
[Dwellers of the Forbidden Forest, Whistle of the Madaras Brothers.]
[The Madaras brothers grew up next to a venomous python and established a silent, inhuman kinship with it. Nourished by the twisted corpses they fed, the python grew endlessly. 】
[It is rumored that even many years after the death of the two brothers, it will still respond to the sound of the whistle.]
【From the endless nightmare.】
Yager's right hand suddenly went down and pinched Triss's neck!
He took an agile step forward with inhuman speed!
"Ahem, you!"
Triss felt like her neck was about to break, and her vision went black.
But she soon ran out of time to complain.
In her field of vision with snowflakes, a terrifying creature appeared.
No, this can hardly be called a creature.
Light purple ripples appeared on the neat floor of the stable, and where they originally stood, the masonry was replaced by a huge blood-red abyss.
Surrounding the squirming red object are countless sharp white teeth!
In less than a second when her vision was cast, the abyss suddenly closed and rose upward, revealing an eye full of cruelty and violence from the side!
The golden vertical pupils are as wide as two palms.
Triss finally realized what it was.
It's the snout of a snake.
The scarlet scales reflected the color of solidified blood in the sunlight. The triangular head that gradually widened downward passed several meters between the two of them and almost touched the top of the stable. However, this was just enough for the python's eyes to be exposed from the ground.
.
At the junction of the scales on the head, there are countless strips of bright red meat, sticking out like snake letters.
The girl's legs went weak.
This was a power beyond her knowledge as a witch.
After closing its mouth for a kiss, this huge, twisted creature fell back into the lavender ripples.
Before leaving, his ferocious eyes were locked on her, as if regretting that his prey had escaped.
The gray masonry floor returns to the center of the field of vision.
Triss swallowed a mouthful of saliva and fell to the ground. She didn't even know when Yager let go of her. Her smooth neck, which no longer had an Adam's apple, slid up and down, making people think.
It's a pity that there seems to be no second person here.
"Now, are you still optimistic about our cooperation?"
A demonic voice came from her ears.
"Miss Triss."
Yager bent down slightly, and a low and clear male voice came into Triss's ears from behind, making her tremble involuntarily.
"I'll give you whatever you want! I can sign any extraordinary agreement! You can come to rescue me any time you want!"
She almost screamed out of her throat.
This chapter has been completed!