(Assassin ...?)
Caroline gazed at the man in front of her and seemed to be thinking something.
"Yes, the one the patrol found, I suspect it was probably left by this guy."
The man in front of him had had his hands turned upside down by Jared to remove the bones, as well as his legs. At the same time, his mouth was stuffed with tattered rags to prevent him from suddenly biting his tongue. But instead of being hung up like a normal prisoner, the man was stuffed into a large, hard, sealed wooden box, with the exception of his head. Kylie looked at the wooden box with a strange expression, her mood seems to have not completely calmed down, the development of the matter has been faster than Kylie's reaction, she even do not know what she should do at this time. She didn't even know what she was supposed to do at a time like this, let alone care who sent the assassin.
"So, Kelly ... huh?"
Jared scanned the assassin, still unconscious from his slumber, then looked over at Kelly, then froze slightly.
"Why did you change your clothes? I thought you said you washed all your clothes?"
"Here are the replacement clothes I found!"
Kelly, who was back in her magical robes, glared at Jared and blushed. But she didn't look at Caroline, who was also looking at her curiously, or rather, she didn't dare.
"Never mind, let's put that kind of thing aside."
Not being able to guess what kind of anger Kelly was feeling, Jared wasn't going to worry about it. He walked over to the assassin and ripped off his shirt, then took a good look at his white skin and nodded in satisfaction.
"Tender skin, good, very good."
(You're going to use that now.)
Caroline shook her head, then took two steps back.
（Then I'll have to leave. I can't stand it.)
"Don't worry, I'll let you know when the results are in."
Jared waved his hand slightly, seeming to understand Caroline's reasoning for not getting involved. Kelly, on the other hand, glanced curiously at the prisoner, then coughed.
"Then I also ..."
"You can't leave."
Jared shook his head, signaling Kelly to stay.
"I need your assistance this time."
"Mine?"
Kelly frowned in puzzlement, while Jared stared at the crate for a long moment in thought, then asked.
"With your elven magic, can you summon animals?"
"If it's just ordinary critters, I can use some spells to draw them in, but there's no way to do that with powerful creatures of the fighting variety, which are at best of the rabbit variety."
Although she didn't know why Jared was asking such a question, Kylie answered. The essence of elf magic was to master nature, so animals were also included. But according to Kylie's ability, she could still warn those dangerous animals to stay away from her, but it was very difficult to summon them here. After all, this wasn't summoning magic, it wasn't possible to summon a bear or something fierce out of thin air.
"Then ..."
Jared suddenly came up to Kelly's ear and whispered something to her, and then in an instant, Kelly's face, which had been slightly red, suddenly turned blue.
"This ... this is not good!"
"Can? Or can't?"
"I can do it, but that's just too ..."
"Then do it, you don't want to know what you're being watched for."
"We can use other methods, like a skin depreciation or a soldering iron or something ..."
Jared's suggestion seemed to be completely unacceptable to Kelly, and at the moment she was desperately trying to refute it, trying to find other ways to do it. After all, Jared's method, just thinking about it, already made Kylie extremely stomach-churning. If she were to realize it, she'd probably pass out on the spot. But her unnecessary struggles had only just begun when Jared mercilessly snuffed them out in their infancy.
"That method is too violent to interest me."
Who's really more violent?!
"So ... can I turn around?"
"No problem."
Jared graciously agreed to Kelly's second best request, and it made no difference if he didn't turn around. Then he walked over to the still unconscious assassin, reached out and grabbed his ear, then tore it off. Then only heard "ch" a light sound, half of the ear has been torn off by Jared, and under the influence of this great pain, the assassin finally woke up from unconsciousness, he opened his eyes wide, sweating, his body desperately hit the wooden box, from the mouth stuffed with coarse cloth issued a vague roar, but Jared did not move, but the most important thing is that the assassin is still unconscious, but he is not the most important thing is that the assassin is still unconscious, but he is not the most important thing is that the assassin is still unconscious, but he is not the only thing that the assassin is still unconscious, and he is not the only thing that the assassin is still unconscious, but he is the only one who is still unconscious. Jared was not moved, but threw half an ear to the ground, which alone made Kelly's face pale.
"Well, don't pretend, I know assassins have a tolerance for torture, it's only half your ear, no need to act like you're going to die."
Jared wiped the blood from his hand very gracefully, and then looked over at the man who had calmed down at his words, but was still staring angrily at him.
"Now when I ask a question, you answer it. Do you understand? It's in everyone's best interest, and if you refuse, I don't think you'll want to be tortured a second time. Nod your head if you understand, okay?"
"..."
The man stared angrily at Jared, but was silent, not even making the slightest movement, as if he were a silent stone statue.
"... don't want to?"
Jared shrugged his shoulders "helplessly" and sighed in disappointment.
"That's a shame, you seem to be the type that won't shed a tear until you're dead."
With that, Jared took two steps back and stood on the stone stairway. Kelly looked hesitantly at Jared, as if to ask him if this was really necessary. But all Jared did in response to Kelly's silent question was to invite her.
"... well..."
Kelly turned around, reached up and plucked an earring set with a red gemstone from her ear, then reached out and tapped it with one finger.
"ding ... ding,ding ding ..."
Some sort of orderly tapping echoed through the dark, dank basement, and the man's face was pale, but filled with a hint of doubt. The assassin's pride forced him to stand up and face the coming punishment with pride. But the joy in Jared's eyes made the man extremely uncomfortable, it was the naked excitement and joy of building his own pleasure over the pain of others. Moreover, now he looks, seems to be completely not because of their silence and give up the meaning, on the contrary is ... good show is about to play?
"Rustle ..."
At some point, the sound of Kelly's tapping on the ruby earrings stopped, and another faint sound took its place to repel the silence that was about to sweep over her. Kylie even closed her eyes, but her body was still trembling with fear of what was to come. But Jared had taken her by the hand to make sure Kelly didn't run away.
The black shadow under the torchlight shifted a little, and the man looked uneasily from side to side, but he didn't see anything. This made him even more puzzled, but it was obvious that the assassin was already familiar with this kind of occasion, not only did he not look any further, but also closed his eyes and calmed himself down. Obviously, he had already made up his mind that he wouldn't say a word no matter what.
The shadows began to lengthen diagonally, moving slowly as if they were alive, and Kylie became even more terrified; she didn't even dare to turn around, but asked Jared with her eyes closed .
"Can I, can I leave now!"
"Wait, didn't you say that without your control, these things would fall apart in a heartbeat? Would you rather see them all over the castle?"
"..."
For the first time in her life, Kylie began to wonder if she'd made a mistake by learning elfin magic.
Like a river with a life of its own, the shadows began to travel backwards, slowly flowing backward to the wooden box, and then, as if they had found the only gap, drilled through the mouth of Jared's torn clothes. At that moment, the assassin suddenly grunted and opened his eyes in surprise, it was obvious that he had sensed something unusual in his body, but he didn't know what it was. He desperately stretched his neck to see what had gotten into his clothes. But the dim light made it impossible for him to see clearly, and at that moment, Jared, who had noticed the change in his mood, sneered and plucked a torch from the wall, waving it kindly towards the assassin.
"Would you like to see it more clearly? No problem, I'm a person who always likes to satisfy other people's curiosity. You're welcome, this is just the beginning."
By the light of the fire, the man finally saw the nature of the shadows clearly, and then he felt a wave of cold air running down his spine, and extreme fear and panic struck him in an instant, almost causing him to scream.