Chapter 611

There was no words for a while. In the dark night, in the dense forest full of ghosts, there was nothing but the singing of birds and the wind.

For a long time, when Cain even had the illusion that it was about to dawn, verard slowly raised his head and spoke. His voice was very low, as if he was afraid of being heard. In a cold voice, he asked, "what do you want me to do?"

Cain was not angry to hear the tension and distrust in his voice. His deep eyes fell on him and chuckled, "don't worry, you won't lose anything. On the contrary, I will let you get more."

"For example?"

Cain's eyes were aimless, looking into the distance, which was the direction of the castle.

He smiled. "What do you want? Want to be the master of that castle? Get out of Helena's control and live the free life you want, don't you? "

Cain said his mind as clearly as he could read it.

Villard looked embarrassed, but did not retort.

Cain raised his chin and said in a leisurely voice, "well, that's it."

"I can do all this for you," he squinted dangerously, "but you have to pay some price in exchange."

The more relaxed his tone was, the more inflexible his voice was. There is no need for comparison at all.

Villad is numb. He knows he can't fight this man.

"Come on, there's no need to show off. You want to kill Mrs. Helena?"

"No, of course not --"

"no?"

Why? In addition, villad could not think of any other possibility. According to his idea, Cain had been hunting and catching Helena for more than ten years, but he often let him escape from his hands.

For a man of such unruly character, I'm afraid he will be regarded as an insult in his life?

Cain's eyes were up and down, and his eyes were slightly astringent, with a clear smile. "I have my purpose naturally. You just have to do it according to my method. When it's done, I promise that I will completely eradicate Helena from your world, and there will be no left."

Villard was in a bad mood, even worse after Cain's complaint.

"Are you sure? And what do you want to do to Mrs. Helena? "

Cain's figure appeared in front of his eyes as a cold wind swept by. A pale and long finger touched his lips. Cain spoke lightly without any emotion. "You hate her. It's an indisputable fact. The trade I made with you is not good for you. As for others, it's not good to ask more questions."

Villad turned his head sideways, dodging his fingers.

Cain smiled, took back his hand and whispered in his ear, "there's an old saying, have you ever heard of it?"

"Well?"

"Curiosity killed the cat --"

clapped him on the shoulder with a big hand, which was so powerful that he almost broke his bones together. Villad pulled away, his face almost dripping.

He was trapped by Cain to death, like prey stuck in a spider's web, struggling desperately, all in vain.

Seeing that verad didn't speak, Cain didn't care about the real idea in his heart. He raised his eyebrows happily. "Then, our deal, from this moment on, will take effect."

"I'll only give you a week, Villard, please don't let me down," he said, his cold, cold eyes hitting his lips. "Otherwise, I'll let you know that my patience is no better than Helena's -"