Chris's Faith of Fire

"Danger, Chrissy."

It was Duke Asha who dragged me away at this time.

"Your Excellency the Duke?"

"He's already awake. It's very dangerous if he continues like this. That guy is a cunning thief no matter what. It would be dangerous to give him too much sympathy, Chris..."

Duke Asha’s words suddenly reminded me, and I stood up suddenly.

I kept nodding towards him.

"Yes, you are right. I'm sorry... I was careless."

"It doesn't matter, I don't want to see Chris get hurt either."

As he said, the current Momonga doesn't know my identity yet, and it is indeed dangerous to get too close.

And he doesn't look like he can speak now.

It's better to give him some time to recover now.

"That's it for today, Lord Asha. Please give him some food."

"Chris, I have a rough idea of ​​what you are thinking, but it may not be useful to be kind to prisoners when it comes to treating them."

"Lord Asha, please trust me once. I will come again tomorrow."

"Haha, it's true... No one under me would say that, not even Fami, who is the same age as you."

Duke Asha smiled slightly, and his words were so meaningful that I couldn't help but want to ask something.

"Fami?"

"Yes, I also gave him this task once. Guess what this kid did."

"..."

Looking at Momonga's miserable appearance, I didn't dare to think deeply.

Duke Asha pointed at his finger. The cross section on the man's finger looked extremely smooth. It seemed that the rough torture instrument on the side would not produce such a smooth cut just by being twisted.Although the wounds all over the body have healed due to the treatment just now,

The Duke passed me by and left a sentence that made it difficult for me to sleep that night.

"He's not a wolf, he's just a mad dog...a mad dog with sharp fangs."

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Fami... Although the mad dog mentioned by the Duke is harsh, it does resonate with me.

The look of someone who seemed to be able to control his own power to do whatever he wanted was not reassuring at all.

I don't know how he became stronger in such a short period of time. It must have been something Lotus taught him. Just like Chijiu told me about the methods of genjutsu training, there must be many shortcuts to practice in this world.

But when people gain power, they start to do dangerous things.

In a small way, he steals rampantly in the market, but in a big way, he is domineering and controls the fate of the kingdom.

A person's ability must match his capacity. Otherwise, something bad will happen, and the inability to control one's own power will lead to irreversible consequences.

In particular, those who quickly gain powers that are incompatible with themselves are most at risk.

Fami now makes me feel a little scared... I should calm down, after all, he also said he would protect me.

But I didn't feel safe. He gave me the feeling like a baby got a gun.

Sit on the terrace and look up at the double moons in the sky through the white marble fence.

The Cang Yue was cold and the Red Moon was bloody. I touched the edge of the Chris sword. I was distracted and accidentally cut my index finger. The stinging pain made me blink. I hurriedly took the handkerchief and put the sword and Wipe the blood from your fingers.

"Chris, why are you playing with the moonlight so late?"

At this time, Rebekah’s voice that appeared behind me suddenly startled me.

Mel, who was in the same room, seemed to have fallen asleep, lying on the soft big bed with a canopy and breathing evenly. They had not served the Duke much recently, so they felt idle every day. In the evening, we often chatted about the past and told stories. .Of course, it also includes love affairs. These two girls actually said that Fami was handsome and so on, which made me feel a little uncomfortable. Generally speaking, I avoid talking about this topic, and then everyone went to bed early.

They all know that I have this Kris sword, but the Duke does not.

I said it was just interest, and they didn't care. Both girls had high emotional intelligence and never said anything bad in front of the Duke.This is probably one of the reasons why I can become friends with them.

"Rebecca, look at it~ This is the Chris Blade with over 600 layers of folded steel! It looks very similar to my name!"

Excitedly showing off the dagger in his hand, but be careful that the blade is facing sideways. After all, the sharp side cannot be pointed towards anyone, let alone a girl.

As a result, Rebekah put her hands on her hips and sighed.

"Sometimes I really feel like you are like those boys playing in the mud outside... Why don't you take the time to dress yourself up if you are so cute? Besides, you have told me about this sword three times."

Rebekah bent down and looked at my cut finger. She lowered her head and sucked it gently. Her warm tongue wrapped around my finger and made my heart beat faster in an instant.

No, I am a girl now too!Shaking my silver head, I wanted to get rid of this shyness.

"But this sword is really powerful, and it's so beautifully made!"

"I know, I know, you really like swords, so can you show me?"

"Ah, no...it's very dangerous."

"Whoosh~"

The girl burst out laughing when she saw my reaction.

"What's the matter!"

"It's really like boys, because boys all like toys~"

The young girl stretched out her fingers as if she understood men very well. She exuded the sweet fragrance of charming flesh at such a young age, and felt an indescribable anguish.

"The Chris Blade is not a toy!"

Ignoring the girl's charming movements, I directly rebutted her for insulting my beloved sword.

"But you treat it like a toy. It's just a toy at this time... isn't it?"

"Toy……"

"That's right, even weapons that can hurt people lose their threat if they are easily displayed in front of others. That's why the gangsters in the alleys hold knives in their hands every day to show off their power, but a true knight will not do it until necessary. He knows how to draw his sword."

Will you not draw your sword until necessary?

It always felt like someone would say it, a man with gray hair.

I see, now I can understand a little bit what makes me feel abnormal about Fami.

He was starting to lose something now.

This oncoming hostility is scary...

That was treating one's own power as a toy and showing it off everywhere, something only a child would do.

Chapter 111 111. Compassion——3

A weak groan came through the door, like a whimpering sound like the strings of a lira being forcibly broken.

The cold and dank air hit his face the moment he opened the door, making Ohwu have to cover his mouth and nose with his hands... The smell of blood and filth mixed together, even in this high tower. Just like the dungeon in Rosa Town.

The man seemed to have eaten, and his breathing was so loud that I could hear him standing at the door.

Duke Asha told me that he could come to interrogate Momonga at any time, and said that he trusted me, so he gave me the key. There was only one guard in the entire East Tower today. When he saw me arriving, he respectfully called Miss Chris. Afternoon, he retired quietly.

It seems that today we can break through the core of the incident.

I took a deep breath, even though the air here felt so dirty... Time is limited, so try to make every word you say have the greatest impact.

When he was still two or three steps away from him, the man known as Momonga raised his head.

His hair was tangled like remnants in a ditch, and the stubble on his face blocked what should have been a handsome face.

"Hehe...hehe, that fat pig actually sent his own little bitch here. He is really considerate of the prisoner...ah."

The weak verbal attack could not make me feel shaken, but I still subconsciously took a step back. If you are hostile to me, you must be careful.

"You are too dirty, Mr. Momonga. I don't think any girl would want to be near you like this."

He responded to the thief in front of him without showing any signs of weakness, but his palms still tightened on the handle of the Kris Blade behind his back.

"Haha... I didn't expect that after dedicating my whole life to my career, I would end up dead at the hands of a little bitch."

The man smiled sarcastically when he saw my action, and leaned against the stone wall behind him as if he was relaxed.

He must have misunderstood me and thought I was here for execution. He had such a nonchalant attitude before dying. Although he had seen many such heroic men who were not afraid of death in books, this was the first time for him in reality.

Every time I encounter danger, I cry and beg for mercy. I really want to learn from their spirit. Even so, the people who survive to the end are often those who are greedy for life and afraid of death... I have died once. People don’t want to experience it a second time.

I sincerely respect the attitude of the person in front of me, but continuing this misunderstanding will only waste time.

The corners of his mouth curled up and he let out a soft chuckle.

The thief in front of him frowned.

"Why...are you planning to humiliate...my poor mouse before you do it?"

"That's not the case at all, Mr. Momonga, I was just amused by your idea."

"What's so funny..." the thief replied, with a hint of anger in his weak voice.

"If I were Duke Asha, I wouldn't do this. You can't ask for any information anymore. Even if you use all kinds of torture, you still don't give in. You are really a hero in the world."

"There's no need for compliments... I'm already a dying rat, so why talk about being a hero..."

"I think so from the bottom of my heart, but it would be a pity to kill you in such a small place. If I were the Duke, I would definitely push you to the central square of Anatolia and behead you there. Or hang yourself. I heard that thieves can only be hanged... And if a thieves cadre like you dies, it will also intimidate the citizens and let them know that the thieves organization has weakened. This will discourage many civilians who want to resist the nobles from joining. The idea of ​​​​a thieves organization."

"Hmm... That makes sense. How did you know I was a cadre?"

"It's not just me, the nobles have also guessed this."

"Don't try to fool me, they are just guessing... But little girl, you are telling the truth. I... have been doing this for some years. This is not a disguise."

I don’t want to make things too clear on this point. After all, I am the one who has the initiative now, but he is so keen that he must test it more carefully...

"Let's not mention this for now, Mr. Momonga, the thieves organization has been completely taken over since the death of Wasp. There is no point in your insistence."

"Brother Wasp! He... actually!"

"Don't you know?"

"..."

Momonga's shocked expression calmed down in an instant. Did he feel that he shouldn't express his feelings on his face?

Even the news of the death of his trusted brother should not be too surprising.

"Who are you?" he asked slowly, his tone more cautious.

"My name is Chris, I was originally a subordinate of Wasp..."

The thief smiled when he heard what I said.

"Haha, who do I think it is? Is it a cat?"

"You know me?"

"I am also a cadre after all. Although I have been... busy with missions and rarely return to the base, I heard that a little girl with short white hair has joined our organization. I didn't expect that she would go deep here... Haha."

I don't know whether it was because of the pain all over my body or because I wanted to numb myself, so I burst out laughing like that.

What should I do if the guards underground become suspicious?

I quickly walked out to take a look, grabbed the steel guardrail of the cold tower and looked down. All I could see was the shining silver head still standing at the bottom guarding the tower's exit.

I breathed a sigh of relief and hurried back to Momonga, not forgetting to close the cell door.

"Please don't be so loud..."

"Yeah, I got it."

"Hmph, you won't be liked by women if you don't pay attention to the atmosphere~"

He said as if complaining a little.

"Like it? Just because I can't even grasp their breasts with my three fingers?"

It was just a joke at first, but unexpectedly he became extremely excited. The man stretched out his hand and showed his hands, with three fingers left on each side... The cross section was very clean, and I learned yesterday that it was Fami's masterpiece.

I was speechless for a moment. Maybe it was because I was thinking about Fami these days that I became overflowing with extreme sympathy. I walked over and grabbed his hands.

The palms were oily and covered with dust.