Chapter 155 Unexpected Harvest

Mader's yelling and cursing have been sounding in the basement of the house that belongs to him, which is on the side of the moat. The scolding never stopped, first Zimo who betrayed him, then Dean standing in the room, and the Marquis of Vauban were all on his scolding list.

"Bastards, you sons of bitches!"

"Someone will avenge me, just watch!"

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

...

"You, what are you going to do?!"

Such shouting and cursing stopped in astonishment after Dean took out a sharp knife——Dean gently brushed over the sharp blade as if stroking his lover's hand , Then, turned his head and looked at Mader.

Immediately, Mader's face twitched, and even his pupils shrank violently.

"What are you doing?!"

Madele asked again, his voice raised again, but that trembling tone fully exposed the cowardice in the spy's heart.

Dean didn't seem to hear the other party's shouting at all. He walked in front of the other party and carefully straightened the other party's left index finger—Madel clenched his fist with all his strength, but compared to Dean's strength, he It was obviously not enough to watch, and Dean broke the opponent's fist with ease.

Then, the knife flashed.

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

Then the middle finger, ring finger and little finger.

The palm of Mader's left hand, with only the thumb left, looks bald.

And the screams belonging to Mader never stopped. Especially when Dean goes the other way. When gesturing with 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 in his tracks, and looked coldly at Mader's tearful face. In his slightly squinted eyes, the hatred was so obvious—the betrayal of Gao Sai. Dean can't let go of it at all, especially these guys who played a key role in the betrayal,

Even more so.

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

And for Dean, that Prince Gao Sai is naturally immortal.

puff!

The knife light flashed again.

On the palm of Mader's left hand, only the remaining thumb left the palm and fell to the ground. The completely bare left palm shook back and forth like this. Even with Madele all over, it's completely conceivable. If it wasn't for being bound, Mader would be rolling all over the floor in pain at this moment.

And the wailing in his mouth is the best proof.

"Silence!"

However, when Dean uttered these two words, the Mr. Spy stopped howling immediately—it wasn't that the pain was gone, but that fear made him hold back the pain.

"You know it, I know it!"

Starting with these words, Dean said slowly, "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 what happened in Tilling, it was a misunderstanding! That tax official is not mine at all!"

Mader said again and again—obviously, he had already received a detailed report of Dean's "encounter" in Tyreland.

"Do you think I will believe it?"

Dean sneered on the face of the coachman after his face-changing——the face stabilized by glue and flour, under the influence of the smile, immediately became weird and hideous, and the knife in his hand aimed at Madel's right hand.

Feeling the coldness and sharpness of his right hand, Mader trembled all over again.

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

He yelled like this.

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

Dean frowned, expressing the anger that he seemed to be fooled at the moment.

"I have a diary, and, and..."

"What else? Say!"

"There are also letters from and to the brood, they can all prove that I have no malice towards you!"

After Dean shouted and asked, Madele trembled, and immediately confessed honestly.

"Where are they?"

Facing the unexpected harvest, Dean did not show any surprise, and was still so indifferent—in fact, Dean originally planned to use torture to force Mader to tell everything the other party knew, but now it seems that Maderby He imagined that he was even more afraid of death; after all, it was impossible for a spy to keep such things as diaries and letters.

And the other party staying uncharacteristically can only explain one thing——

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

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

Facing Dean's question, Mader took a deep breath, and prepared to put on an appearance of taking the initiative before talking.

But just opened his mouth, before he finished speaking, there was a miserable cry.

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

Using the tip of a small knife to prick the opponent's right thumb that was cut off, and put it in front of the opponent's face, Dean asked word by word, and then, without waiting for the opponent's answer, Dean pinched the opponent's cheek , with a slight force, suddenly, let the opponent's mouth open.

Then, the knife with the severed finger was close to the opponent's mouth.

"you you……"

Because his cheek was pinched, Mader's words were ambiguous at all, but the panic deep in his eyes was obvious.

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

Dean sneered, his already low voice became deeper and deeper, bringing out a lingering sense of gloom.

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

Madele didn't know where a huge force burst out, and he "broke free" from Dean's palm straight away, and began to shout loudly.

"here?"

Dean seemed to be surprised by the news and stopped what he was doing.

"That's right, right behind that brick in the middle of the wall on the left!"

Seeing Dean stop, Mader couldn't wait to say that he just wanted to divert the attention of the sick guy in front of him, and couldn't care about anything else.

As for your own fingers?

For the first time, Mader seemed to discover that they were so terrible.

"I will look for it, if you dare to lie to me, or there are some false things on it..."

Dean didn't finish his sentence, but just glanced at the five severed fingers on the ground. Mader subconsciously followed Dean's gaze, and shuddered again.

According to Mader, Dean found the diary and a bunch of letters in the other party's mouth without much effort. The diary is thick enough to be used as a pillow, and there are only less than twenty letters; obviously, According to the other party's time in Vauban County, the frequency of contact with Gao Sai is not high, and sometimes it does not appear once a year.

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

Seeing Dean coming with the diary and letters, Madele talked repeatedly.

And Dean responded with a knife in his hand.

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

However, when locking the basement door, Dean laid out some 'cordon' - a hair.

For the "excellent" Zimo, Dean has absolute vigilance.

"grown ups!"

Zimo, who was staying in the house on the ground, looked at Dean coming out of the basement with respect. Of course, Dean can be sure of the other party, and it was the same when he faced Mader before.

"These are mine, the rest are yours!"

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

Just relying on the weight he felt in his hands, Dean could estimate that the value of this bag of gems would not be less than five thousand Kimptons—unless they were nobles from the county royal family, otherwise, in the eyes of anyone, it would be worthless. It can be called a huge sum of money.

And the rest, the Kimptons packed in the box, were much less, less than five hundred Kimptons, not even a tenth of the value of this bag of gems.

However, that Zimo did not show any dissatisfaction.

With an extremely respectful appearance, he pulled the money box to his side.

"Madel is still valuable, and he can live for two more days, but no one but me can see him!"

When leaving, Dean gave such orders.

"Yes, my lord!"

Zimo's answer was still so respectful.

After glancing at the other party from the corner of Dean's eye, he quickly disappeared outside the door.

Zimo, who was in the house, also left the house after Dean left, and quietly returned to his residence, as if he had completely lost interest in Mader in the basement.

At least, on the surface, it seems so.

...

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

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

The great knight who was beheaded outside Vauban once again contributed 100 experience points to him.

[xp: 271]

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

ps first update~

This chapter is a bit late, one is that decadence stayed up late today, and the other is that it took a little longer to revise this chapter... I apologize to everyone... (to be continued...)