Chapter 366: Thirty-nine, go ahead and look, leave the matter to _2
“I command you, tell the truth.”
Sean felt a laugh building inside him.
Though close to death, he still wanted to leave this Monster of a woman with a mocking smile before he passed.
Do you think this will make tell you?
It’s impossible for you to get an answer from .
You…
“Sheriff, sir.”
Sean’s smile instantly froze.
Who was… speaking?
Why do others know the truth?!
Sean frantically looked around, trying to identify who was leaking the information.
And then…
“Who is Sheriff?”
“He is the Treell family’s butler, Mr. Sheriff.”
The voice erged again.
And the panic in Sean’s eyes turned into terror at that mont.
Because he realized that the person speaking… was himself.
He was answering Hewinia!
It was him!
But how could that be?!
Sean realized he had completely lost control of his body, even more than just physically.
When Hewinia asked again, “Who else is there besides him?” his mind imdiately began to ponder the answer to this question, and his nearly senseless mouth began to open little by little.
His entire body wanted to respond to Hewinia’s question.
Yet he couldn’t control himself.
“No, there’s only Sheriff, sir.”
No, don’t speak, don’t!
“This information, even within the family, cannot be known by too many.”
Don’t speak! Absolutely don’t!
Once the words were out, the Treell family’s last hope would be gone!
“Lord Treell instructed Mr. Sheriff in advance, if we do not return on ti…”
Shut up, shut up!
Sean desperately tried to stop himself from speaking further, even wanting to bite his own tongue in an act of suicide, but ironically, he, the master of his body, could not control any part of it at this mont.
“…Mr. Sheriff will take the ssage to the Taichu family and ask for their protection for the Treell family.”
In extre desperation, Sean spilled all the words.
Only then did he feel his body was back under his control.
But what use was it now?
It was over, all over.
Without them, and without the protection of the Taichu family, the Treell family could never maintain their current status.
The descendants of Treell, his sons, and daughters, would no longer be called Nobles.
They would plumt into the common district, perhaps even… the Seed District.
Because they possessed the sa outstanding notes but were not outstanding Players.
Sean could already see the tragic future, so he mustered his last ounce of strength, yelling at Hewinia, the instigator of it all.
“Freak! You freak from the Seed District!”
“The Lord will not protect you! Definitely not!”
“I curse you to fall into Hell! I curse you and your descendants to forever beco the cheapest Breeding Tools!”
In the face of Sean’s final verbal assault, Hewinia’s expression was eerily calm, offering no rebuttal.
It wasn’t until Sean exhausted all his strength, his last breath leaving him with eyes wide open in death, that she said lightly,
“But I originally ca from the Seed District, you know.”
Sadly, Sean could no longer hear her.
After speaking, Hewinia suddenly clutched her throat and began spitting out gushing blood.
“To be honest, you are the most skilled in using my power among all my partners, and the only one who dares to use it so freely even after knowing the price it demands,” Bai Wei said with a smile, “You really aren’t afraid of dying.”
Hewinia wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and then said, “If I don’t use it, I might die tomorrow.”
As she spoke, Hewinia paused, then asked,
“What should I do?”
“Hm?”
“That man called Sheriff, he must be dealt with imdiately,” Hewinia said softly, “But I’m out of options.”
“Don’t worry.” Bai Wei smiled, “Just go find him, I’ll take care of matters.”
…
“Sheriff Grandpa! Sheriff Grandpa!”
The young girl’s tender voice roused Sheriff from his contemplation.
“Look at this!”
Sheriff looked down to see a little girl proudly holding up a paper-folded note, standing on her tiptoes showing it off in front of him.
His furrowed brows imdiately eased, and he said with a chuckle, “It’s done really well, miss.”
The girl blinked, “Sheriff Grandpa, do you know which note this is?”
“I don’t, can you tell ?”
“The Third Note, it’s the Third Note!” the little girl tugged at her collar, showing the markings under her pale neck, “It’s my Third Note!”
“The Third Note, you did indeed do well,” he complinted.
The little girl giggled, then looked around, “Sheriff Grandpa, where did Daddy go? I want Daddy to see, and sister, why hasn’t sister co back yet.”
Seeing the girl ntion her sister, Sheriff’s smile stiffened for a mont.
Then he reached out, gently stroking the girl’s head, “Miss Daphne probably won’t be able to co back this year.”
“Why?”
“She has so very important things to do.”
The girl softly uttered a sound of understanding, “Daddy told too, sister has important things, and we shouldn’t disturb her.”
“Yes,” Sheriff nodded with a smile.
But his heart was heavy, for he knew Daphne might already be dead.
And Lord Treell had embarked upon the sa path.
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