The Emerald Tower

Mader’s screams have been ringing in the basement of the house on the side of the moat that belongs to him. After Mader was awakened by a scoop of cold water, he found that he was tied to a wooden stake in a cross. The yelling has not stopped, first Zimo who betrayed him, then Dean standing in the room, and the Marquis of Vauban, are on his yelling list.

"Assholes, you bitches!"

"Someone will avenge me, watch it!"

"Even if I die, I won't let you go!"

...

"You, what are you doing?!"

Such a scream stopped after Dean took out a sharp knife-Dean gently, as if stroking a lover's hand, passed the sharp blade. , Then, turned his head and looked at Madel.

Suddenly, Mader's face twitched, and even his pupils shrank suddenly.

"What are you doing?!"

Mader asked again, his voice raised a point again, but the trembling tone exposed the cowardice in the spy's heart.

Dean didn’t seem to hear the other party’s question at all. He walked in front of the other party and carefully straightened the index finger of the other party’s left hand-Madel clenched his fist with all his strength, but compared to Dean’s strength, he Obviously it was not enough to look at, and Dean broke the opponent's fist easily.

Then, the knife flashed.

Mader's index finger separated from the opponent's palm.

Then came the middle finger, ring finger and little finger.

Mader's left palm with only his thumb left was bare.

And Madel's screams have never stopped. Especially when Dean went to the other side. When pointing the knife towards the other right hand. There was a little more panic in Mader's screams, and then there were repeated pleadings: "What do you want to know, I will tell you everything... Please, let me go, let me go!"

Dean stopped and looked at Madel's teary face coldly, and in his slightly squinted eyes, the hatred was so obvious-betrayal of Gao Sai. Dean couldn't let go, especially those guys who had played a key role in the betrayal.

You know, Gao Sai's spy network has always been in the hands of Prince Fendel.

For Dean, the Prince of the High Tournament is naturally immortal.

puff!

The knife light flashed by again.

On the palm of Mader's left hand, only the remaining thumb, also left the palm, and fell to the ground, the completely bare left palm shaking back and forth like this. It is completely conceivable to wear Madel all over. If it weren't tied up, Mader must be rolling on the floor in pain at this moment.

And the wailing in his mouth is the best proof.

"Quiet!"

However, when Dean uttered these two words, the spy suddenly stopped wailing—not that it was no longer painful, but that fear made him endure the pain.

"You know, I know it!"

With these words, Dean began, and then slowly said: "The reason why I didn't kill you on the spot is to torture you well-just like the attack you arranged for me!"

"I didn't arrange Tyrrell's affairs. It was a misunderstanding! The tax officer is not mine at all!"

Mader said again and again-obviously, he had already received a detailed report of Dean's previous encounter in Tyrrell.

"Do you think I will believe it?"

After Dean was disguised, the face of the coachman sneered-the glue and flour stabilized his face immediately became weird and hideous under the influence of the smile, and the knife in his hand aimed at once again Mader's right hand was taken.

Feeling the cold and sharpness of his right hand, Mader trembled again.

"I can prove it! I can prove it!"

He shouted like this.

"Proof? How can such a thing be proven?"

Dean's frowned brows indicated that he seemed to be fooled with anger at the moment.

"I have a diary, and..."

"What else? Say!"

"There are also letters to and from the brood, they can all prove that I am not malicious to you!"

After Dean's call, Madel shivered and immediately explained it honestly.

"Where are they?"

Facing the unexpected gain, Dean did not show the slightest surprise. He was still so indifferent. In fact, Dean originally planned to use torture to force Mader to tell everything he knew, but now it seems that Madalby He imagined that he was afraid of death; after all, it is impossible for a spy to keep such things as diaries and letters.

And the other side's uncharacteristic stay can only explain one thing——

For a similar encounter today, the other party has imagined it more than once, and left a special amulet for himself: the most valuable thing in the spy, information!

"As long as you can...ah!"

Faced with Dean's questioning, Madel took a deep breath and prepared to assume the initiative and talk again.

But just opened his mouth, and before he finished speaking, he just screamed.

"Do you think you are qualified to negotiate terms with me?"

Putting the cut off thumb of the opponent's right hand with the tip of a knife, put it on the front and back of the opponent's face, Dean asked word by word, and then, before the opponent answered, Dean pinched the opponent's cheek , Slightly exerted force, suddenly, let the opponent's mouth open.

Then, the knife with the severed finger approached the opponent's mouth.

"you you……"

Because of being pinched on his cheek, Mader's words were completely vague, but the panic deep in his eyes was obvious.

"It's just my finger, it won't be so difficult to swallow!"

Dean sneered, and the lowered voice became deeper and deeper, bringing out a lingering feeling of gloom.

"No, no, I said! I said! Right here, right here!"

Mader didn't know where he burst out of tremendous power, and ‘broke free’ Dean’s palm straight away, and began to shout loudly.

"Here?"

Dean seemed to be surprised by the news and stopped his movements.

"Yes, just behind the brick in the center of the left wall!"

Seeing Dean's motion to stop, Madel couldn't wait to say, he just wanted to divert the attention of the sick guy in front of him, and couldn't take care of the others.

As for your fingers?

Mader seems to have discovered for the first time that they are so terrible.

"I will look for it, if you dare to lie to me, or there is something false on it..."

Dean didn't finish, just glanced at the five severed fingers on the ground with his eyes, and Madel subconsciously followed Dean's gaze, shivering again.

According to Mader, Dean found the diary in the opponent's mouth and a bundle of letters without any effort. The diary was thick enough to be used as a pillow, but there were fewer than twenty letters. Obviously, According to the opponent's time in Vauban, the frequency of contact with Gaosai is not high, and sometimes it does not appear once a year.

"Let me go, let me go..."

Looking at Dean coming with his diary and letters, Madel kept talking.

Dean responded with a hand knife.

After simply treating the opponent's wound and confirming that he would not bleed to death, Dean took the opponent's diary and letters and left the basement.

However, when locking the door of the basement, Dean arranged some ‘corrupt lines’—a piece of hair.

Dean is absolutely vigilant for the Zimo who performed ‘excellent’.

"grown ups!"

And Zimo, who stayed in the house on the ground, looked at Dean walking out of the basement with respect—of course, Dean could be sure of the other party, as well as when he faced Madel before.

"These are mine, and the rest are yours!"

Dean unceremoniously picked up the most valuable bag of gems in Madel's collection.

Just by relying on the weight he feels in his hands, Dean can estimate that the value of this bag of gems will not be less than five thousand Kimpton-unless it is the nobles of the county princes, otherwise, it will be in the eyes of anyone. It is a huge sum of money.

The rest, the Kimpton in the box, is much less, as long as it is less than 500 Kimpton, even the value of one-tenth of the bag of gems.

However, the Zimo did not show any dissatisfaction.

He took the money box to his side with an unusually respectful appearance.

"Madel is still worthwhile. He can live two more days, but no one except me can see him!"

When leaving, Dean ordered like this.

"Yes, my lord!"

Zimo's answer is still so respectful.

After Dean glanced at the other person from the corner of his eye, the whole person quickly disappeared outside the door.

And Zimmer in the house also left the house after Dean left, and quietly returned to his residence, as if he had completely lost interest in Madel in the basement~www.readwn.com~ at least, on the surface It seems so.

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After Dean returned to his room in the upper city residence, he put the bag of gems together with the property he had obtained before, and then looked at the diary and letter belonging to Mader in his hand.

Of course, this is not all Dean has gained tonight-

The great knight killed outside the city of Vauban once again contributed 100 points of experience to him.

[Xp: 271]

This is the total experience value of Dean at the moment, a total experience value sufficient to improve the current application skills and basic skills.

ps first more~

This chapter is a little bit late. One is that Decadent got up late today, and the other is that this chapter Decadent has been revised for a little longer... I apologize to everyone... (To be continued...)