There is absolutely nothing wrong with my magic cards!

Evans only thought it was ridiculous, but he didn't even have the strength to resist being fed the potion.

This small bottle of potion is undoubtedly to let him live a little longer.

Perhaps Durkan wanted to torture and interrogate him a little longer.

But Evans is no longer concerned.

He's had enough.

Nothing could disturb his heart.

There is nothing to be afraid of, even if it is torture, or something worse.

however.

He only heard Isabel say:

"Master Durkan ordered that you need to die by his hands."

This made Evans' pupils shrink sharply.

He seemed to understand what was going on.

immediately.

With blood in his mouth, he laughed maniacally.

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

He just laughed like this until he spit out more and more blood and gradually became weak.

"Take me there... It's enough to think of the expressions of the Kingdom United and other bishops who have eaten shit..."

Evans looked sluggish, but there was a crazy smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Isabel...I'm waiting for you in hell..."

Evans closed his eyes like a dying man who has accepted his fate.

"Ha ha."

Isabel sneered twice.

Seeing Evans' miserable appearance, she couldn't help feeling deeply moved.

When the time comes to hell, maybe you still have to call me sister.

I don't even look at which adult I am following.

……

The night was melting, and the sky that had become dark at this time was covered with stars.

The beautiful mind trio returned to the lord's mansion, and were sitting on the sofa in the living room chatting with the lord, Viscount Lampard, about the customs of Tristin.

Durkan frowned slightly, raised his head and looked out the window.

He seemed to sense something.

"Brother Lampard, lend me two guard knights."

"it is good."

Originally chatting with friends on a relaxed topic, Durkan suddenly made this request, and Lampard naturally knew what Durcan was going to do.

He raised his hand to beckon the two guard knights to come over, and dispatched these two henchmen to Durkan.

And told them to strictly follow Durkan's arrangement, don't ask too much, don't think too much.

Durkan nodded in satisfaction, and quickly walked out of the mansion with the two knights.

After leaving the garden of the mansion, he walked all the way to the path directly behind the mansion.

Usually no one passes by here.

Because no one would hang out in the place directly behind the Lord's Mansion where there is no gate and only a courtyard wall.

"Two of you, please guard both sides, and don't let anyone approach, even the guards on routine patrol."

"And no matter what happens here, don't come here, and come back to find me in 10 minutes."

Durkan confessed.

"Yes."

The two knights quickly dispersed according to Durkan's instructions.

Then Durkan looked around, and after confirming that there was no one there, he turned into a gray elf cat very skillfully, jumped on the fence, and came all the way to a corner.

The moon was faint in the night sky, and the light here was extremely poor, but a slender figure gradually emerged from the shadows could be vaguely seen.

I saw Isabel dragging Evans to find where Durkan was.

She packed Evans in a plastic bag so that he could hide and not leave any blood on the way.

There is no verbal communication between one person and one cat.

Under the gaze of Decan's cat, Isabel opened the cloth bag and showed Evans inside for Decan to see clearly.

"Not bad meow."

The Deccan cat stood on a high wall, its sapphire-like pupils shining strangely in the shadows.

It jumped down from the high wall, looked at the dying Evans, and gently pressed the cat's paw on the summoned [Blood Purification].

With the activation of the blood purification, the blood mist dispersed, Evans' expression twisted, and he wanted to cry out in pain.

However, Durkan had already imposed [Master's Silence Technique] on him to prevent Evans from disturbing the people at night.

After all, Durkan attaches great importance to civic morality.

After repeating this several times, Evans finally died.

"Isabel, go to the capital and hide in the capital. I will look for your cat when I return to the capital."

After speaking, Durkan returned to human form.

He didn't plan to take care of Isabel anymore, but just stood there and waited for the knights to come and carry Evans' body back to the Lord's Mansion when the time came.

Give this corpse to the lord Viscount Lampard, and the lord will naturally write various reports and deal with all the troublesome aftermath work, and then hand over Evans' corpse to the Norton Kingdom and the Federation of Kingdoms.

And Durkan can enjoy a wonderful holiday with his friends in the next few days.

Thinking of being able to play freely with his friends in such a dreamy and beautiful city, Durkan could hardly hold back the smile on his lips.

"Lord Durkan..."

Isabel made a trembling voice behind Durkan.

This made Durkan frowned slightly and turned his head.

Judging by her appearance, it seems that she is not going to leave yet?

"Any thing else?"

"You just said that my first task was done well."

"...What? You mean you still want a reward?"

De Canton paused, turned his head and stared at Isabel and asked.

"Don't dare!"

Isabel quickly waved her hand.

"You are just a tool that I can throw away at any time. Even if you are really loyal to me, your crimes cannot be erased."

Durkan said coldly.

But he thought again.

In order to make the tool more useful, it doesn't matter if you can give her some innocuous rewards.

"But since you do things for me, you can ask for anything you want."

So Durkan continued.

Isabel took a deep breath, as if mustering up her courage, looked at Durkan seriously, and said:

"I want a collar."

"?"

Durkan was stunned when he heard this.

For a moment, he didn't know how to answer Isabel's unreasonable request.

Durkan originally thought that Isabel wanted the two cards [Captain Durkan] and [Temptation of the Sun].

As a result, Isabel's sudden wild speech really made Durkan unable to react.

He soon realized that he seemed to have activated some incredible attribute of Isabel.

"I want you to put a collar on me."

Seeing Durkan's stupefied look, Isabel plucked up the courage to explain again.

"I refuse. You are really disgusting."

Durkan frowned, his expression full of disgust.

"Ah! I'm sorry, Mr. Durkan."

Isabel's face was inexplicably stained with a blush when she looked at Durkan's trash-like eyes, and even her breathing became short of breath.

Even if she knows that her performance may anger Durkan, and that her behavior is playing with fire.

But for some reason, she was expecting Durkan to punish her extremely harshly.

"If you have done something well, you can get rewards. But please be careful, there will be no next time."

Durkan's eyes became a little colder, and it was difficult to hide his disgust, and he looked away as if he couldn't tolerate dirty things in his eyes.

however.

This attitude seemed to make Isabel even more excited, and even the sound of her breathing became a little heavier.

Are you fucking sick?