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12. The old man(2/2)

"To be honest, I don't know why."

"Shadow is very cruel. It seems that you really angered her."

Tyrion reached out and touched Thales' arm. He shook his head and said:

"Part of your bone marrow has been extracted. Even if your bones grow back, you may not be able to survive as an assassin... You have sacrificed your future for this adventure of being treated as an abandoned child.

,etc..."

Tyrion noticed the ring on Thales' left hand. He raised his head and asked in surprise:

"Are you married?"

"Well, we got married last month."

Thales silently smoked the tobacco in his hand. Amidst the smoke, a touch of happiness appeared in his red eyes:

"I got married to my son. Yes, I have children. Taresha can support herself. She is a good hand in business. The children will not suffer hardships in the future, at least they will not be like when I was a child... I know how to do this

There shouldn't be any worries in a group, but no one can explain such things like feelings."

"So, is it worth it?"

Tyrion squatted in front of Thales. He looked into the assassin's eyes seriously and asked:

"Did Lothar's death make you feel ashamed of your compatriots? Or was it your sudden conscience that made you rush back to die? Or maybe you have lived enough? Your life has clearly just begun."

"What you do is what you do, there is no reason."

Thales' tone suddenly became tougher. He threw the tobacco in his hand to the ground and looked at Tyrion:

"I'm not here to see you to beg for mercy. I just want to say that for the sake of what I did for Dark Blade in the past, don't let your crazy woman interfere with my family! Don't let her hurt my child.

! Her eyes are full of madness, I know she can do such a thing!"

"Are you worried about this?"

Tyrion sat on his recliner, just like chatting with an old friend. He handed Thales another tobacco, and then lit it for Thales himself. His ice-blue eyes shone with a touch of calm.

He put his hand on Thales' shoulder and patted him, and said:

"No, it won't bring harm to my wife and children. I still understand this truth. To be honest, Thales, as long as you nod your head, as long as you are willing to rejoin the Dark Blade's intelligence system, I can guarantee that there will be no one in this world.

People will hurt your relatives, but I am also capable enough to cure you... so that you don't need to use a cane for the rest of your life, do you understand what I mean?"

"I see."

After receiving Tyrion's promise, Thales closed his eyes with satisfaction. He began to taste the tobacco in his hand. After exhaling a breath of smoke, he opened his eyes, looked at Tyrion, and said seriously:
Chapter completed!
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