Nefer finally relaxed her posture, she cried softly, and her face showed submission: "No, I beg you. I am willing to go with you, please let him go."
For the sake of her brother, she could die immediately.
Ax looked proudly at the woman in front of him who was finally willing to give in. He snorted coldly!
"It's too late. Now I'm more willing to let him die. And you must be mine."
A proud smile broke out on his fat face. A fierce look suddenly flashed in his eyes. He reached out and pulled out the big knife from his waist, and looked coldly at Batra, who was crawling on the ground motionless.
He cursed fiercely, "Go to hell, you little beast."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stabbed the boy in the back with the knife in his hand. That position was the heart. As long as he stabbed Batra on the ground, he would definitely die.
"No!" Nefil didn't know where the strength came from. She quickly pushed away the restraints of the guards beside her and rushed towards Ax's knife.
The knife fell hard, and a burst of blood spurted out. Ax looked at the woman in front of him angrily.
At this time, his knife hit Nefer's chest.
"You damn woman." He angrily pulled out the knife in his hand.
There was blood dripping from the corner of Naifei's mouth, "You...if you kill me...my brother, I will never let you go even if I die..."
After saying this, Nefel's body slowly fell down, as if her threat had used up all her strength.
Her eyes were round, and she completely left this chaotic world with unwillingness and hatred.
Tuvia stared at the woman closely, admiring her even more in her heart. It is worthy of admiration for her brother to have such a powerful power.
Annoyance appeared on Ax's face, but more of a disappointment.
He looked coldly at the people of Butu City who were watching from a distance, "What are you looking at? If you look again, I will kill you immediately."
After hearing his vicious words, the onlookers took a few steps back in fright. As they stepped back, Tuvia and Jungster, who were watching the fun from behind, were forced to the front.
At this time, Batra, who had fainted, slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Nefer lying next to him, his face showed horror.
"Sister! Sister..."
He slowly moved his body and crawled towards Nefer, who had already lost his breath.
When he tremblingly put his hand over the opposite nostril, the last line of defense in his heart collapsed completely.
He crawled on Nefel's body and cried bitterly. Tears flowed out, and he clenched his fists desperately. Although his body was in pain, the pain in his heart had already far replaced the pain in his body.
His father, mother, sister and all the servants in the family died in the hands of this evil man. He hated himself and hated that he was not strong enough.
At this time, Batra gritted his teeth and looked up at the man in front of him who he hated to the very core. He secretly swore in his heart.
"Kes, sooner or later you will die in the hands of me, Batra, for sure."
He vowed that he would survive well.
Ax was also a little unhappy. Damn it, he had been attracted to this girl for a long time. He didn't expect that he would get her hand soon, but something like this happened. He couldn't help but feel sad and angry.
He looked at Batra fiercely, "You damn boy, you are lucky. Your sister blocked the knife for you and begged me not to kill you. I have mercy on you. As long as you kneel down and beg me, I will let you go!"
Batra took a deep breath and reached out to roughly wipe away the tears that kept flowing from his eyes.
His young face seemed to immediately change into an expression.
When everyone thought that due to his stubbornness, even if they died immediately, they would not succumb to this man.
But everyone seemed to have guessed wrong. When they saw the next scene, they were completely shocked.
Batra slowly moved his thin body and crawled towards Ax step by step, with a timid look on his face.
"Sir Akers, it's all Bart's fault. Bart was hit so hard just now. Bart is afraid of pain. Please let Bart go."
There was a sincere apology on his face. His childish face and the misty moment made people look at him with a look of reluctance.
There was a different expression on Ax's face. He never expected that this kid would actually kowtow to him and admit his mistake.
It seems that he is too young. A little scare will stop him from being so presumptuous.
Now that Nefer is dead, why is he still messing around here?
"For Nephil's sake, I'll let you live so that you can take care of yourself."
After saying this, Ax kicked Batra to the ground violently. Then he led his men to evacuate this place that disappointed him.
"Batra, how could you do this? Your sister died for you, and you still knelt down to that beast. Are you still worthy of your dead sister?"
The onlookers around them saw that Ax had walked away, and they angrily accused Batra of trying to compromise.
"Yeah, I'm really embarrassed for your "Moleus" family."
The men around him began to criticize the eleven or twelve-year-old boy in front of him.
He lowered his head and remained silent. It seemed that he completely accepted the abuse others gave him, or that he seemed to have nothing but hatred at this time.
Slowly, the people around them lost their interest in scolding, and then they scattered away, leaving only Tuvia and Jungster.
Jungster glanced at Tuvia and whispered, "Princess, do we want to leave?"
Tuvia didn't say anything, she walked straight towards Batra who was squatting on the ground, holding Naifel's hands tightly with her hands.
"Boy, do you want revenge?"
As soon as she came up, she said something that Batra was extremely interested in. Batra suddenly raised his head and looked at Tuvia's dark cheeks. Then there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
"This has nothing to do with you."
Tuvia smiled lightly, she knelt down, lifted Batra's slender chin, looked into his pupils and said calmly.
"This seems to have nothing to do with me. I was just willing to help you on a temporary basis. So this is your luck."
Batra wanted to push Tuvia away and squeezed his chin tightly, but he shook his head stubbornly.
"I will handle my own affairs, I don't need you people to pretend to be kind."
Tuvia sneered, holding his chin tightly without relaxing at all.
"Idiot, do you know that your sister was killed because of your recklessness? She died for you, but you are still here giving up on yourself!"
There was a hint of blood in Batra's eyes, and he couldn't recall the scene where he just saw Nefil die in front of him.
At that moment, it seemed that he was the only one left in the world, with no attachment anymore, but the heavy responsibility told him that he could not give in like this.
He wants to become stronger and kill his enemies with his own hands.
Tuvia saw the pain in his eyes, but she didn't feel distressed or moved. There are so many such children in this world. He is not the first and he will not be the last.
If she hadn't valued his sensitive reaction at the end, Tuvia felt that she would have probably stayed on the sidelines until the end.
As a person, you must be able to bend and stretch, and always remember one sentence: no one is perfect, no one is absolutely strong, and there is no need to accept this game if you don't have control of your own life.
Life is so cruel.
"Okay, I'll go with you and tell me how you can get me revenge."
Tuvia smiled, and Batra stared closely at the face of the man opposite him. Although his face was dark, his pair of starry eyes revealed infinite light.
Anyone who sees him cannot take away these eyes.
"I can't help you. Only if you become stronger can you crush him under your feet like an ant.
Batra was a little disappointed when she heard her words.
Tuvia smiled and said nothing.
"But I can help you become stronger. This time may very well be five years, ten years, or even until your dying year. Are you willing?"
Tuvia stared closely at the stubborn young man in front of her. She believed that he would definitely agree.
"Okay, I promise, no matter if it's five years, ten years, or a lifetime, as long as there's still a glimmer of hope, I won't let it go."
Tuvia nodded with satisfaction. "We will help you bury your family. From tomorrow on, your name will no longer be called Batra, but my slave "Nut"."
Batra let go of Nefel's hand, and he knelt beside Tuvia.
"Nut thanks his master for taking him in. As long as Nut avenges his family, Nut will follow his master for the rest of his life. He will swear allegiance to him to the death."
Tuvia stood up. She looked down at the stubborn young man in front of her. "Remember what you said today, Nut. To follow my servant, I require him to be absolutely loyal to me. Otherwise, you may not have revenge yet."
Die by my hands."
Batra looked extremely determined. He nodded and swore, "Nute keeps his word and will never break his promise."
In this way, Nut followed Tuvia and became her loyal servant. Moreover, this kind of loyalty was really just like the oath he swore in that youthful moment - loyal to her to the death without any second thoughts.
Tuvia and Jungster spent some gold coins to give Batra's family a simple burial and then left this place of right and wrong.
From then on, the two-person trip turned into a three-person trip.
Tuvia planned to take advantage of Anubis' war with Bangladesh to take a tour. Maybe this man had already sent countless people to follow her.
She has seen a lot of people with strange behaviors these days. She is not a fool. She knows the purpose of those people who always follow her.
But what does it matter? It’s just that there are more people to protect you. Why not?
Regarding Anubis, Tuvia admitted that there was a huge disparity in power between her and Anubis. She was willing to be an idle little woman when faced with a man who was stronger than herself.
As long as he didn't cross her boundary between Chu and Han, she had no objection at all.
Sometimes, being submissive is the best way to deal with the enemy. Just keep a low profile and bide your time. So, today, when Nut was willing to kneel in front of his enemy for the blood feud, Tuvia was determined to take him in.
As long as such people are carefully cultivated, they will definitely become her right-hand man in the future.