My head is a little dizzy and my body is extremely tired...

My vision, hearing and smell are all normal, but I still can't distinguish the environment I am currently in. I can only barely confirm that I am in a dark room with poor ventilation, and there is an unpleasant and inferior candle on the low table next to me.

It doesn't improve visibility much, and thanks to it, it's impossible to judge the time.

Relying on the observation skills that have been baptized by the years to the point where they are not even half-assed, Zach Freese made the above conclusion. Of course, even he himself knew very well that this was actually useless. Anyone who falls into such a situation

And ordinary people who haven't lost their minds can do this, or even do it better than him.

But no matter what, at least one thing is certain...

【My current situation is very bad, very, very bad.】

Sark, who had gradually adapted to the dimness, lamented in his heart. Although he had long known that such a day might happen to him, when this day actually came, he still felt uncontrollable fear, but fear was a constant.

Making things up and cooperating are another matter. As I said just now, whether it's killing him or torturing him, in short, I won't say even a single word of what I shouldn't say...

Sack has this confidence.

"Before we start a formal chat, I would like to confirm it first."

The half-elf man who did not hide his appearance chuckled softly, crossed his hands with interest on the other side of the candle and asked: "Do you still remember how long you slept? Mr. Sack."

The latter, knowing full well that he was in danger, did not answer, but asked coldly: "Why do you know my name?"

"Asking questions instead of answers doesn't make you look any tougher than you already are, Mr. Freese."

Mo Tan, who was not even wearing any clothes, raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not show any obvious dissatisfaction. There was even a trace of laziness in his tone: "Perhaps I am indeed seeking your cooperation, but this does not mean that I am looking for your cooperation."

It does not mean that we have to use stupid, brutal, inefficient and expensive negotiation methods."

Sack sneered: "I don't suggest... and I don't mind if you use any means of negotiation, because I won't say a word."

"But you just said twenty-seven words to me in order to confirm your position of 'not saying a word'." Mo Tan absentmindedly passed the candlelight with his fingertips and smiled: "Then can I

Understand that, excluding those topics that are very important to you, Sac Frith is actually a pretty talkative person?"

The lizard man, who was almost tied into a rice dumpling, expressed his opinion in silence that "I am not particularly talkative."

"It just lacks a sense of humor~"

Mo Tan sighed, and then took out a cold dagger from under his robe.

Sak's pupils shrank slightly, and then he showed an expression of generosity and sacrifice. Of course, this was not a performance. Mo Tan was sure that the other party was indeed ready to die here...

But this was not important, because he had no intention of piercing the fat lizard's heart. In fact, on the contrary, Mo Tan used a dagger to remove the 'triple tortoise shell binding' that he had spent less than half an hour carefully completing.

, allowing Sack to gain relative freedom.

"You think I'd thank you?"

The latter, who was freed from the restraints, moved his hands and feet, but he still sat on the chair obediently, with no signs of violence, injury or escape.

"No, I just feel a little nauseous after looking at it for a long time."

Mo Tan answered sincerely and said unhurriedly: "And...since we all know that it is impossible to escape with your current physical condition, the role of the rope is very limited."

Sark snorted: "Then why did you tie me up before?"

"It's out of interest."

"..."

Sack was really a little panicked at this moment. Nothing else. Mainly because he felt that the guy in front of him seemed to be sick, and he was the type who gave up on treatment completely.

"Without any effort, my physical condition has always been very healthy, but my mental state has always been very worrying."

Mo Tan glanced at Sak with eyes that could see through people's hearts, and then peeled an apple seemingly intently, his tone still very lazy: "By the way, since I have shown extremely limited sincerity, almost no sincerity.

, then can you chat with me for a few words? Of course, if it involves some unspeakable content, you can choose to remain silent, and I promise never to use force."

"I don't know what there is to say to you."

Sack changed to a slightly more comfortable sitting position and said in a deep voice: "I don't even know who you are."

Mo Tan blinked: "If you don't know, just ask. Since it's a casual chat, of course you can also ask me questions."

"Okay, so who are you?"

"No comment."

"..."

This guy is sick! This guy is definitely sick!

Sak thought angrily in his heart.

"You're just kidding." Mo Tan grinned, then pointed the dagger in his hand at the tip of his nose and said with a smile: "You can understand me as your savior. Well, since this relationship has been made clear, then I won't have to

Just use the honorific to save yourself the embarrassment."

Not only was Sack not amused, he even wanted to reach out and push the handle of the dagger.

"I didn't lie to you."

Mo Tan casually put the dagger into the sheath on his waist and took a bite of the apple: "If it weren't for me, you would have been silenced by the Marshall family. Hey, please don't show such a stupid expression. I'm sorry for that Buffy Marshall.

The Grand Duke’s main and sideline businesses are pretty well understood, yes, it’s the one you’re thinking about right now, the slave trade~ An Xin An Xin, this matter has been completely exposed.”

Sack tried his best to suppress his shocked expression and turned his head to the side: "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Tsk, tsk, I'm quite shy."

Wiping his mouth with his sleeve, Mo Tan said leisurely: "To put it simply, some time ago, our Emperor of the Violet Empire and other Dukes except for the Grand Duke of Fire Claw, plus a yellow-haired girl, held several meetings in Salamoon.

Buffy's little shit was exposed, and after going through some unbearable processes, he managed to survive, but you were sold."

Sark just looked at him expressionlessly and remained silent.

Mo Tan didn't mind at all, and just continued to talk to himself: "Buffy led the trouble to Ben Crowe, whose life and death is unknown, and some non-existent little bad organization, while Manager Fudge of Mercury City

I happily sold you while dealing with the investigation team, Mr. Sac Frith. The wood processing factory you were responsible for appeared in an account book by coincidence. How about it? Isn't it a special surprise?"

"I……"

"Don't rush yet." Mo Tan waved his hand, actually choking back the message that the prisoner who "should have been tortured to extract a confession and wanted to use a whip to pull words out of his mouth" was about to spit out in shock.

: "Listen to me first, in short, you were sold by the Marshall family, and judging from the situation at the time, selling you at a time of crisis was probably already in their plan, to be honest

,Dear Fries, have you been a little lax or unclean over the years?"

Sack smiled bitterly and hung his head dejectedly, but he still shook his head and said nothing.

"Okay, let's get back on track and continue discussing how long you were unconscious."

Mo Tan stood up slightly, supported the table so that his face was just above the candle, and his tone suddenly became gloomy and low: "Ten thousand years..."

Sack shuddered subconsciously, and his determined eyes finally melted into fear.

"I lied to you, it's actually only a few days."

Mo Tan chuckled, sat back under the confused and angry gaze of the other party, and said cheerfully: "My friend rushed to rescue you in front of the Marshall family and the lords' troops. Well, the method may be a little rough.

A little, but it actually saved your life. You may not know it yet, but six hours after he took you away, a very spectacular explosion occurred in your residence. That elegant building

Not even a single piece of debris larger than #@ was left behind from the small building.”

"More than what?!"

"Nothing~"

"..."

After calming down, Sak took a deep breath and asked, "What then? Are you going to let me go just like that?"

"You're so shameless, you want to be beautiful~"

Mo Tan choked his throat and said something, then suddenly suppressed his smile and looked at Sack extremely seriously: "I want to make a deal with you."

"trade?"

The latter sneered, shook his head and said: "Forget it, I'm not even interested in listening to what you said."

Mo Tan seemed to have not heard his words at all, and smiled: "I hope you will accuse Buffy Marshall of all the crimes on a certain stage, and explain everything you know about the slave trade, without leaving anything out.

Every detail."

"After all, it's true that you have this kind of intention. It's a shame that I looked at you so highly before..."

Sack curled his lips disdainfully and shrugged: "Give up, I won't say a word to you or anyone else, whether it's what I know, what I don't know, or what you think I will know.

impossible."

Mo Tan whistled: "It's a deal, don't you want to know about my bargaining chip?"

"Not interested." The lizard man stared straight at the other party with his vertical pupils that had obviously lost any desire to survive, and sneered: "I don't even care about my life anymore, what else can you come up with?"

A bargaining chip to make my heart beat?"

Mo Tan also laughed, even though it was just two short chuckles, shaking his shoulders slightly, there was a faint chilling atmosphere...

"I never think that life is very important~"

He turned sideways, crossed his legs and spread his hands: "And I never intended to let you live for a long time. To be honest, asking someone to save your life is just to let you die on a different stage.

, this is an absolutely unavoidable ending, so please rest assured, I have never counted on anything you don’t expect.”

Sak frowned and asked in a deep voice: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"What I'm trying to say is, this deal is actually a very good deal for you."

Mo Tan showed an elusive smile, held his chin and said slowly: "However, before I take out the chips, I would like to ask, what is the reason that makes you feel so comfortable about death? It may be a bit difficult to say, but I

I feel that it is definitely not something that will cause extreme consequences if said. Of course it is okay to refuse to obey, but there should be no problem in giving the reasons for refusing to obey, right? You see everyone is so familiar with it, let me ask you whether to recruit or not.

, even if you don’t hire me, why don’t you tell me the reason why you don’t want to hire me, so as to satisfy my curiosity a little bit?”

Sack didn't intend to say it at the time, and had no reason to say it, but the smile on the other party's face that made him feel extremely uneasy made him subconsciously open his mouth and slowly spit out the truth that even if he said it, it would not lead to any extreme.

Reason for consequences: "My...daughter..."

"It's touching. If it weren't for the fact that I feel like laughing now, I would almost have tears in my eyes."

Mo Tan nodded with a smile, stood up and walked slowly behind Sack, and asked calmly: "Is it because as long as you reveal something that shouldn't be revealed, your daughter will be poisoned by the Marshall family or something else?

?”

The latter closed his eyes in silence and did not answer a word.

"If I tell him, I may not survive, but my daughter who has been given specific information or intelligence will definitely die."

The emotion in Mo Tan's voice gradually faded, and he leaned down and whispered in Sak's ear: "And if you are simply killed, then no matter what, at least the child is safe... What a hypocritical love, do you feel like this?

Is it really good?"

The answer was almost forced out of Sak's teeth: "It has nothing to do with you..."

"I think so too, and I know you don't intend to change your mind."

Mo Tan shook his head and left Sark and walked towards his chair: "Even if I tell you now that I have the ability to protect your daughter and ask you to tell me her location, I'm afraid you won't be willing.

Take the risk?"

The weak lizard man opened his eyes, stared at Mo Tan's back under the candlelight, and laughed miserably: "You don't understand how important a love and conscience are to people like us."

"No, maybe I understand."

Mo Tan chuckled lightly and put a small pink hairpin from his pocket on the table: "Tatianna is indeed a kind and lovely girl, although the people of 'Viper' may not be like this because of this.

Her noble character spared her life, but she is indeed more qualified to live than you."

Sak's expression froze...

The sight of Viper, Tatiana and the hairpin that he had carved for his daughter half a year ago made him feel like he was in an ice cellar, his whole body was trembling and he couldn't say a word.

That lazy, demonic whisper-like voice sounded in front of him...

"You don't really think that you are just sleeping peacefully these days, do you?"

…

"Do you still remember the transaction content I mentioned before?"

…

"Yes, I just asked 'you' to accuse Buffy Marshall and explain everything."

…

"As for what I want to know, you have already told me before this conversation, including, of course, the fact that you placed the lovely Tatiana at No. 11, Vanilla Street, Old Town, Salamoon."

…

"As I said, this deal is actually a very good deal for you."

…

"Now, let's talk about the specific details~"
Chapter completed!