The crowds are surging.
This adjective can be used to describe a crowd.
But it's just as good for describing a bunch of bugs.
Countless bugs gathered into a dark river of shadows, and just desperately burrowed through the man's clothes, and they didn't make a sound. But the rustling sound of their actions, when combined with thousands and thousands of others, would make people feel extremely frightened. The man forgot what he was supposed to do, and the momentary dislike he felt inside turned into a panic of powerlessness. He tried to give vent to his fear by yelling, but the rags stuffed in his mouth prevented him from yelling at all.
"I'd advise you not to do that."
Jared withdrew his torch and took a careful step backward, admonishing with all sincerity.
"These little guys don't have much of a brain, so I'm sure you won't be too comfortable if they think your open mouth is some sort of newly emerged cave."
"Woo...!"
Kylie touched her throat and turned so pale that if she hadn't had her back to Jared, she might have vomited.
Hundreds and thousands of cockroaches were drawn into the crate through the gaping hole in the man's neck as if by some attraction. This was a forest, after all, and there were as many insects as one could find, but for Kylie, this was going to be an unforgettable experience. Although she did not not do this before, but that is to summon butterflies and other beautiful creatures, like cockroaches and such terrible and disgusting things, Kelly simply do not even dare to look at half an eye, let alone summoned out of the ... summoned out of it is not much use.
Jared just stood there on the steps, watching with a semi-smug smile the man who kept bobbing his head, desperately trying to distance himself from this terrible sea of insects. It was as if he were enjoying a comedy of errors, but what he said next sent shivers down his spine.
"By the looks of it, it won't be long before the box is full. Like I said, these little bugs don't think for themselves. They're always looking for holes to drill. Noses, ears. Maybe they can get under your nose and into your body? Do you have an itchy ear? I thought I'd give you a mirror so you could at least see what you're getting yourself into. ..."
"...!!!"
Kylie had already covered her ears, although she did not look, but just imagining it already made her feel itchy. At this moment, the man's expression became more strange, his face began to turn blue, in the sea of insects is certainly not a good taste. And those bugs, due to the lack of space, had begun to advance towards some of the man's "deep area". This made the man feel extremely nauseous, but he was unable to move at all. The joints of his limbs had been crushed by Jared, and he couldn't move at all.
"I'm asking you for the last time."
Jared asked.
"Tell me who's behind this. Nod your head if you want to talk, and let me remind you that biting your tongue won't kill you, we have some very good healing mages here, and there's no way you can guard that so-called secret with your life, except by becoming mute."
"..."
The man was silent, and Jared was clearly still in pursuit, not giving up.
"Of course, this is just the beginning, there may be some other bugs next, they won't be as cute and harmless as cockroaches, there may be centipedes, there may be spiders, there may be ..." Here, Jared paused slightly, and then with a gentle to harmless smile, smiled as he continued to gaze at the man in front of him. Then with a gentle and harmless smile, he smiled and continued to gaze at the man in front of him.
"You must be thinking, this kind of boring and childish trick how can make you yield right. In fact ... for me, you yield or not yield is only secondary, since you failed to assassinate, then there will certainly be someone else to continue to assassinate, I do not believe that ten assassins have not been able to withstand the torture and spit out the truth. I'm a patient man, and if your mastermind is so eager to kill Carrie, then whatever he's planning, he's running out of time. You want to fight for endurance? I don't care. For me, torturing you is my greatest pleasure, I will never be merciful to the enemy, but for a captive like you a knife cut and a bit of a pity ... to use it as an after show is a good choice."
"Woo!!!"
Jared's words had completely enraged the man, an assassin who was confident and proud enough to face torture and beatings. But he couldn't stand the idea of being treated like an object. Moreover, this boy's way of thinking was completely different from ordinary people, who would be extremely cautious in the face of unknown dangers, and would even want to find out who was behind it, in order to prevent their lives from being threatened again. But for this teenager, he doesn't care at all!
"It seems that the box has been full, what is the next place? Maybe it's the mouth ... No matter how tightly it's stuffed, there's always a gap."
"Wooooo...!!!! Wooo!!!"
Jared's teasing tone finally made the man's mental defense completely collapse, he desperately nodded his head, and seeing this scene, Jared then showed a satisfied smile.
"Okay, Kelly, stop."
"..."
"What are you covering your ears for?"
"Is it over, already?"
Kylie regretted turning away, the human imagination was limitless. And just now when Kylie listened to Jared's story, just imagining that scene made her shiver, girls are afraid of bugs. Not to mention these disgusting and ugly bugs, Kelly finally understood why Caroline had retired in the first place. Then Kelly hastily flicked a few earrings, the tide of insects immediately stopped advancing, and then scattered, but in a few hours, the original black pressurized swarm disappeared again in the gap in the basement wall, and Kelly did not stop there, she continuously knocked several times, and only then took a deep breath. After all, no girl wants to live with thousands of bugs under the same roof.
"Say it."
Jared pulled the rag from the man's mouth, his smile still as gentle as the March sun.
"Why exactly did you assassinate Kelly? Who are you working for?"
"Before, before that, I have one condition."
The man took a few big breaths before he looked up and gazed at Jared.
"Don't kill me ..."
"No problem."
Jared snapped his fingers in agreement, and then he looked at the man, apparently waiting for him to answer his question. The man was silent for a moment before hesitantly saying.
"... I don't know the reason, assassins like us only know how to get paid to do things, we never ask about this."
"So, who was the person who commissioned you?"
"Menkatul ... He calls himself by that name, an old man of advanced years, but very generous ..."
The man's expression was blank, obviously he did not know the meaning of the name. But Kylie's face changed in disbelief as she took a few steps back in disbelief, as if she wanted to say something in rebuttal, but in the end reason prevailed and Kylie said nothing. Jared looked at Kelly, then shrugged his shoulders and walked over to the man.
"Thank you, goodbye, have a good day."
Before the man could react to Jared's meaning, the blackened blade was already thrust through his eye socket, protruding from the back of his head, and then Jared casually drew it back, shrugging off the adhesion on the blade before he could even look at the man, who was already sputtering to death, and turned to look at Kelly. Without even looking at the man, who was already dead and confused, he turned to look at Kelly.
"You have an imprint on the name?"
"... He was the steward of my father's lord, and Menkatul was his alias, which I remember well because I used to make fun of it when I was a child."
Speaking of which, Kelly suddenly grabbed Jared's hand.
"Jared, what to do! The enemy can even bribe father-sama's butler, I must write to father-sama immediately to warn him of his safety!!!"
"Fair enough."
Jared sighed inwardly, there was nothing wrong with Kelly's idea of what was going on, but he hadn't believed from the beginning that there was any hidden enemy. But he couldn't tell Kylie that her father was the biggest suspect. In this case, it would be better to go along with Kelly's thinking and act in accordance with the other side's expectations.
It's just like a performance on a stage.
The enemy thinks that everything will be done according to his own script, but if one of the characters is not willing to act according to his destiny, what will happen in the end? The actors in front of the stage are not just pawns to be manipulated, but disguised as pawns, they can have unexpected effects.
(Is it over?)
"Ah!"
With the sound of Caroline's voice, Kelly snapped, then she quickly let go of Jared's hand and took two steps backward with an embarrassed expression.
"My heart is a little messed up ... Excuse me, I'm going to go rest first."
With that, Kelly turned her head, gazed at the ground, and left the basement in such a hurry.
(How's it going?)
Caroline asked after a moment of silence as she looked at Kelly's back.
"Apparently the old man had anticipated that we wouldn't suspect him, and had made it so obvious."
（"So what should we do, just keep hiding it?)
"The other side won't be able to resist, until then ..."
Here, Jared suddenly fell silent, then frowned.
"Looks like we're going to have to communicate with a certain lord ."