Jasmine fixed her gaze on Priam, awaiting his judgnt. Her large eyes, frad by long black lashes, seed deceptively innocent. I wonder what's going through her mind, Priam thought, furrowing his brows. He could feel his hormones reacting to the allure and charisma of the fem fatale. [Priam’s System] triggered Micro, preventing his brain from producing unnecessary chemicals.
Instantly, Priam regained rationality and thanked his high charisma. Without this attribute, Jasmine could have persuaded him to let her go.
That wasn't going to happen.
Jasmine was an assassin. Her raison d'être was to kill. That's what her description indicated, and Priam had experienced it firsthand. She had tried to kill him. She had maid Kazuki. If he released her, she would be skilled enough to track him, lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike. Priam had enough reasons to be paranoid without adding an assassin to the list.
So, it was a fact; Jasmine was dangerous, both to him and his family.
Priam's gaze hardened. He couldn't let her go. He had to eliminate this threat. The obvious solution was to kill her - hoping the Necromoon wouldn't resurrect her.
But was there a way to turn the situation to his advantage? A way to deal with Jasmine permanently while benefiting from her skills?
The seed of an idea sprouted in Priam's mind. If he was right, he would have a new trump card.
"Attack , and you die," he declared, lifting the young woman. She didn't understand his language, but his tone spoke for him. If she was qualified to be one of his rivals, she would understand. If not, too bad for her.
Priam activated [Kinetic Control], immobilizing the assassin. Thanks to his Domain, he would sense the activation of any skill. That would be the death sentence for Jasmine. Kazuki nodded, positioning himself beside the assassin, in her blind spot.
Pain shot through Priam's body, ridians and mind. The priority was to get rid of the nhir before it destroyed his inner world.
"Let's go."
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