Igura looked at the dagger inserted in front of Ash, his dry lips trembled slightly, and the long-lost fear bit into his heart like a wolf.
So I am also afraid of death? So I am just a man like this? So I am just an unqualified fraudster? He thought to himself.
Fear is the Veela of calmness, and calmness is the health bar of the Trickster. When calmness is drained away by fear, it also means that the Trickster's life has come to an end.
Igula has forgotten the last time he was afraid. When he successfully deceived the first lollipop from a child in the nursing home, and when he sued the director of the nursing home and framed other children, he seemed to have lost everything.
This feeling of fear.
Later, after seriously studying the spiritual faction, Igura believed that he was born with an antisocial personality. If he were not a fraudster, he would have wasted his time in the world. For him, playing with human nature is not only for profit, but also for making a living.
He is the kind of person who can only live in darkness and cannot survive without playing tricks.
The unique social environment and location advantages of the Blood Moon Kingdom made his career path smooth sailing. Even a small setback like being caught by the Crime Hunting Agency did not frighten Igura. Instead, he thought it was a kind of professional training. Although it was broken
The prisoners in Lake Prison are a little harder to deceive, but this only increases Igula's enthusiasm for the challenge.
Igulla has never been afraid of fate. In the past, he has encountered more dangerous situations than now. He was surrounded by killers in the organization, had a blunderbuss put to his head, and was even threatened by others.
He tried it, but he was not afraid at all.
Because the first person a fraudster deceives is himself.
If a deceiver does not believe that he is immortal, how can he dare to deceive others? If a deceiver does not believe that his next words can turn the situation around, how can he deceive others?
So Igura didn't understand why he was afraid.
Obviously his life was not in danger at all.
It was obvious that he still had a wish for Ash in his hand.
As long as he gives the order, Ash can't hurt him at all.
Ash will probably attack Harvey first, Igurra thought to himself.
As for the possibility of Ash rejecting the invitation, Igura didn't even consider that Ash had no reason not to do something to them, just like the Veela would not reject the orcs who came to their door.
For this group of escaped prisoners from Broken Lake Prison, fighting each other is just a way of saying hello. If there is no chance, they have to create opportunities to frame them. If there is a chance, they will trap them to death.
There is only a purely mutual relationship between them, and there is no room for mercy.
It's strange to say that they obviously have no conflict of interest after successfully escaping from prison, but Iguola is deeply wary of other people. The credibility of strangers is higher than this group of inmates.
They are the same kind who cannot live together peacefully. If they have to act together, they will definitely die.
Igulla also thought about why he had murderous intentions towards other inmates.
In order to erase the past? The Crime Agency still has a large case record of his.
In order to protect the secret? They both left the Blood Moon. No matter Harvey or Igoura, their secrets are meaningless.
To protect yourself?
Yes, that's right, it was just to protect himself. Because Igura discovered that no matter how unbelieving or vigilant he was, he would still choose to cooperate with Harvey and Ash when needed, and Harvey and Ash were also familiar with him.
With their fighting styles, they seemed to have become... companions who relied on each other.
Dependence is the most dangerous knife, passed from oneself to the companion behind - "Ansu's Fable·Companion·Ending Summary"
Exposing oneself is stupid, relying on others is a shame, and having companions is tantamount to entering a countdown to betrayal. If it were another time and another place, Igurah might be willing to take the risk of getting to know this group of companions, but they were met in prison by death row inmates from the trash can.
Do you dare to ask for the companion you picked up?
Igurra didn't dare, and he knew that Harvey and Ash didn't dare either.
Since we cannot be companions, but are forced to form a tacit understanding of companionship, we can only become enemies.
This is the way Blood Moon people treat others. Others will always be others, not their own.
As long as you betray others first, you will not be betrayed by others. This is the law of selfishness.
So when Igura saw Ash pulling out the knife without hesitation, he was not surprised at all. But contrary to Igura's expectation, Ash did not walk towards Harvey, but looked at him.
Igura's mind changed, and he immediately understood what Ash was thinking. He wanted to force himself to consume his wishes and deal with Harvey again, so that the fraudster would no longer be able to intimidate the former cult leader.
As expected of you...as expected of the hateful enemy who can suppress me from beginning to end...
You are indeed a cult leader who brings misfortune to others, and I am just one of your victims.
Everything was expected, and Igula was not angry.
But for some reason, he felt a little lost.
Ash squatted in front of him, raised his chin, and put the dagger into his slightly dusty face. Igurra looked at Ash, and suddenly a new thought came to his mind. He would die anyway if he continued.
The wish is used to protect the last dignity before death. Why not drag Ash to die together, be buried in the virtual realm together, and become the phantom of the past together?
Since I can't survive, I don't have to worry about your life or death.
Or... just use your wish to let you kill me, so as to avoid my pain and fulfill your rebirth?
Just when Igula was in agitated mood, Ash stopped, looked at Yongjie Changzai and asked: "Can you promise to let me go after I finish this thing?"
"If you can really prove that you are loyal to the Four Pillar Gods," Yongjie Chang Zai said, "you will naturally get the treatment you deserve."
"You are using empty words to avoid the problem." Ya Xiu said: "In that case, let's make a written statement. I brought the miracle contract paper. With the guarantee of the virtual realm, I will believe you."
Yongjie was always looking at him, with a strange smile on her lips. The wind seemed to be blowing around the Silver Throne, blowing her skirt slightly.
Snapped!
Suddenly there was an explosion, and the hanging fire chain on Ash's head was broken. Although Ash immediately threw the dagger at Yongjie Changzai, he was also hit hard on the back by the falling hanging plate, and his whole body was in pain.
It was twitching on the ground like a shrimp.
The dagger was deflected by the invisible airflow and nailed accurately to the side of Yongjie Chang's face. It was only a hair's breadth short of cutting that cute little round face.
The mechanical arm stuffed the dagger back into her skirt. She signaled the man in black robe to use a miracle to tie up Ash, and said leisurely: "Sure enough, my judgment is correct. You are not a believer of the Four Pillar Gods, let alone the ultimate."
