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Chapter 62: Sorry

Verak went to Diaz's room on the second floor first, knocked twice and then the door opened. Diaz was probably waiting for him.

"Um."

"Um."

The two nodded to each other tacitly.

After Verak entered the room, Diaz knew that time was running out and went out directly: "You sit down and wait for a while, I'll go take a look."

"Okay, stay safe." Verak sat on the sofa, took off his hat and waited for news from Diaz.

Judging from yesterday's situation, it would take less than a few minutes for Diaz to confirm the situation, but for Verak, these few minutes became extremely long. He crossed his hands, closed his eyes and waited for the news, and spent more time thinking about it.

Now I'm thinking about what to say to Nord if I see him, how to explain all this to him, and how to inform him of Dempsey's death.

This side is undoubtedly necessary to see, but it may bring strength and a heavy blow to Nord at the same time.

"Alas..." Verak sighed.

He admitted that he had made a wrong move. He should not have brought Dempsey and Nord here, and dragged them into the abyss without telling them the truth. This guilt will linger in his heart forever.

"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door, and Diaz came back.

Verak stood up abruptly, and his calf was bumped by the corner of the table because he was too hasty. He endured the pain and quickly walked to the door and opened it. Seeing Diaz's face with joy, he was relieved.

"Mr. Chris, the door is locked!" Diaz closed the door and said with a smile.

"That's good." Verak also smiled.

"Although according to my recent observations, the two monitors usually stay for a long time, accidents may still happen, so we'd better act quickly." Diaz acted a little more anxious than Verak.

, "I will open the door for you later, and I will keep an eye on the outside. If there is a situation, I will find a way to remove those people first, and you can find an opportunity to leave."

Verak shook his head: "Even so, I don't know how to lock the door. If they come back and find that the door is unlocked, you should also know what kind of chain reaction it will have... In short, I will come out as soon as possible."

"Okay, let's go."

The two arrived at the fourth floor. To be on the safe side, Verak first hid at the corner of the stairs. He watched Diaz tiptoe to the door of Room 7, squat down, and use a wire to try to open the door.

After more than ten seconds, Diaz slowly pulled out the wire and waved to Verak at the corner.

Verak walked over quickly.

"The door has been opened. I'm watching from the side, don't worry." Diaz whispered and stepped aside to prepare for any unexpected accidents.

Verak stood in front of the door of Room 7, holding the door handle. Now that there was only one door between him and Nord, he was particularly nervous.

He turned his head and glanced at Diaz, who nodded slightly towards him.

"call……"

Verak's eyes became firm and he gently pressed the door handle, and the door opened.

What comes into view is a small and crude house.

The window facing the door was boarded up, making the room slightly dim. There was only a table, two chairs, and a bed in the room, and there was only a solitary meal box on the table.

Verak walked in and saw a person sleeping on the bed. The person turned his back to him, but he recognized him at a glance.

That's Nord.

Verak closed the door gently and approached Nord step by step.

Probably because there is nothing here, Nord can only kill time by sleeping.

"Nord." Verak stood beside the bed, leaning over and calling Nord.

Nord didn't respond.

"Nord." Verak called again.

Nord moved. He slowly opened his eyes, turned around and glanced at Verak. His sleepy eyes immediately widened. He hadn't taken care of his beard for a long time, and his face that looked haggard was filled with disbelief.

At first, Verak thought that Nord would scream when he saw him. He was even prepared to cover Nord's mouth at any time, but he didn't expect that Nord didn't make a sound when he saw him.

"Nord?" Verak thought that Nord might not be awake yet, so he called his name again.

Nord didn't dare to blink, stared at Verak, sat up, his lips trembling slightly: "Is it... is it you... Verak..."

"It's me." Verak's nose was sore and he grinned.

"I...I'm not dreaming, am I? Verak?! Is it really you?!" Nord stuttered because he was too excited, and his face quickly filled with joy, "You, how did you do it?

Coming in? How are you? Are you okay? Did they bully you?"

Verak put a hand on Nord's shoulder: "I'm fine, how are you?"

"I'm not bad, not bad. I knew you would find me." Nord was emotional, his eyes were bright, and crystal tears fell down his cheeks, "I knew everyone would be fine..."

Verak's eyes were red, he closed his eyes and lowered his head to calm down, "You have been waiting for this day for a long time, right?"

Nord didn't answer the question first, but told what he thought was the most important information: "Verak, you have to be careful about Dempsey. The butler came to us more than ten days ago and wanted us to betray you.

Dempsey didn’t resist the temptation——”

"He is dead." Verak still lowered his head. He did not dare to look directly into the eyes of Nord who learned about this. "...I killed him."

Nord was stunned.

"I was afraid that he would kill me, so I killed him." Verak said simply. He repeated these words tens of thousands of times in his mind. Only when facing Nord would he not defend himself.

, showing the most despicable side of oneself.

"He...he just..." Nord was speechless. The joy of finally seeing Verak was completely washed away by the death of Dempsey.

"I'm sorry about this." Verak opened his eyes, full of regret, "If I hadn't made the decision and brought you to Lezein, Dempsey wouldn't have died, and you wouldn't have been killed.

Imprisoned until now..."

"You? Wasn't it someone from the Thomas family who brought us here? What does this have to do with you?" There were still tears on Nord's face, but the truth of the matter kept refreshing his understanding.

Verak was silent for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to raise his head.

Two pairs of blood-red eyes stared at each other.

"I already knew that people from the Thomas family would find me." Various emotions on Verak's face were mixed together, looking extremely bleak. "I thought I could lead you to get the life you want with my advantages. I thought

...I...I hurt you..."

Nord's face was full of disappointment and disbelief.

This response made Verak even more uncomfortable and painful, but he desperately wanted to release the shame he felt towards his friend deep in his heart.

Dempsey's death tortured him every sleepless night, driving him crazy.

"Nord, I'm sorry."


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