There is deep fear in the eyes he looks at me."

But he doesn't care.

He didn't care whether it was the twists and turns of old Turnbull, or whether he deliberately let "Lausanne II" hide behind the scenes, stay away from the help and interests of the Blood Bottle Gang, and only be Turnbull's killer.

He just needs to do what he is best at and the purest - wielding a sword and killing people, and that's enough.

"Until you are sent to my side to serve his never-ending interests: spying, monitoring, vigilance, attacking, attacking enemies and dissidents - just like the 'Dog Tooth' Bert, and maybe more.

"

Lausanne II opened his eyes and smiled indifferently:

"You don't have to tell me whether you betray me or not. Just like me, you are just...doing your job."

A mission, a goal.

That's all.

The dungeon was quiet for a long time.

"Did you know it from the beginning, or..."

"I knew you from the first day I saw you."

Lausanne II answered slowly.

"Before coming to the Blood Bottle Gang, I was betrayed by others and betrayed others," the killer said without any hesitation, "so I know."

Belicia, who was sitting next to him, was stunned for several seconds before taking a deep breath.

"and you……"

"Those drugs you put in my diet, sunlight or whatever, I discovered from the first day," Lausanne II showed a smile that was either sarcastic or helpless, "I replaced your goods - they

Never worked."

Belicia slowly turned her head, her eyes complex.

"That's right, I have never been poisoned, and I am even more wary of you. I am always vigilant."

The woman chuckled.

"Don't come! When Boss Bot goes crazy and dies, and old Turnbull asks you if you would like to take me in temporarily," Belicia laughed coldly, "you didn't object either?"

The killer trapped in the shackles turned his eyes and looked at the woman deeply.

Belicia's laughter gradually stopped.

"As a spy or spy, you want to harm me, or Turnbull doesn't trust me, or you even betray Turnbull - I can understand all the possibilities."

The killer looked at the woman calmly:

"There's only one thing I can't figure out no matter what."

Belicia's smile disappeared.

She looked back at the killer calmly and said the answer:

"That drop of blood."

Lausanne II was silent for a long time.

"right."

After an unknown amount of time, he finally spoke.

"That drop of vampire blood is disgusting but can heal all injuries and miraculously bring the dead back to life."

That drop of blood is full of shame and sin, arrogance and malice, darkness and pain.

That drop was said to be a holy medicine for healing, but in fact it was a poison that only made the pain worse.

That drop is enough to drive many people crazy with hope of survival.

from his past.

The present that enveloped him.

Destroy his future.

Just listen to Lausanne II whisper:

"I threw it away a long time ago, even before I met you."

Throw it in an unknown sewer.

Waiting to be eroded, corrupted and broken by time.

Buried forever.

until……

"Until that rainy night in Yongxing City, that night when old Turnbull and I went to the abandoned house to intercept the Black Sword."

That rainy night that decided everything.

His final battle with the Black Sword.

"Before I leave," the killer closed his eyes, "you gave me that drop of blood again."

Belicia smiled.

"Yes, I still remember your expression - there are not many things that can shock the cold-blooded and cruel Lausanne II."

The woman took out another cigarette, but just looked at it dimly.

"You insisted that I bring it, 'just in case,' you said." Lausanne II clenched his remaining left hand, and the chain on his body made a soft sound. "You also said that when I come back, you will explain

everything."

The killer clenched his teeth unconsciously.

"Why, Belicia?"

"How did you know that, and how did you recover that drop of source blood? Was it deliberate? Or was it premeditated?"

besides……

"Why did you give it back to me!"

Lausanne II breathed rapidly and looked at the other party with extremely complicated eyes:

"If you want to poison, why do you want to administer medicine?"

"If you want to harm me, why do you want to help me?"

Since you want him to die.

And why do you want him to live?

Want him to die in the dark night and wake up in an even deeper night?

Do you want him to continue living in this hell-like world after he wakes up?

Crazy for blood?

Why?

"Why?"

The echoes of the killer's questioning floated in the dungeon for a long time.

Belicia was silent for a long time.

"But you never came back."

She spoke softly, avoiding his excited questions:

"At least...come back alive."

After the words fell, the dungeon returned to silence.
Chapter completed!