"You don''t want to touch me!" bazaar said desperately, staring at elif in front of her.


    Her father is dead. She would rather leave a body to these people than let these cheap guys be proud!


    Looking at the stick that bazaar held in front of her neck, elif nodded and said, "this is the courage that a noble lady should have. Do it. No one will care about the death of a maid. It just saves me the trouble of hiding my identity for you."


    At the moment when bazaar trembled her arm and was about to make up her mind, elif said again, "Alas, I heard that the wild people of the white tribe don''t even let go of the bodies, and I don''t know if it''s true. If it''s true... Forget it, in short, people won''t know anything when they die."


    A glimmer of fear flashed through her desperate eyes. Bazaar trembled her arms and looked at elif in front of her. Her eyes were like cannibal demons.


    "The Kingdom''s army will kill you all!" she cursed. "The Duke will avenge us and kill all the damn lowly wild people and you!"


    Looking at Basha gnashing her teeth, elif suddenly laughed softly.


    "It seems that the Marquis really loves you very much. You are well protected and still know nothing about it. Miss, do you really think it was the wild people who killed your father?"


    "What do you want to say!" bazaar stressed. "I saw it with my own eyes, just now! You can''t lie to me!"


    As soon as she recalled her father''s tragic death, bazaar''s tears stopped because of despair, and then fell uncontrollably again.


    "Yes, we''ve all seen it with our own eyes," said elif. "But isn''t it better for the wild people to kill your father? They also held a grand bonfire party for it --"


    "-- what are you trying to say!" cried Bertha.


    If she holds a dagger in her hand, she will jump forward and insert it into the man''s stomach!


    Elif knew that he could no longer stimulate the fragile miss Bilson and said bluntly: "I want to say that the Duke who will avenge you in your mouth is the real murderer who killed your father. He colluded with the wild people and turned the once prosperous and quiet town of DOMA into a human hell - you put your expectations in the wrong place!"


    Bazaar was shocked. After a moment of stupidity, she immediately pointed the stick against her neck at elif.


    "No, no! You can''t lie to me. This is the East! You''ll all be killed by the Duke''s knights!"


    Bazaar actually believed in elif, but she didn''t want to admit it. Just now, she remembered the beautiful wedding in her dream, the priest who suddenly disappeared in the castle, and all kinds of things that she lost her temper and even went to the fortress willfully because of her father''s refusal.


    no She strongly denied that it was the despicable businessman in front of her. He wanted to deceive me. It must be so, it must be!


    "You know what I said is true." as a businessman, elif noticed the thoughts in bazaar''s heart at the moment when her expression changed.


    "This may be cruel. After all, you put your hope of realizing the curse on each other before you die, but in the end you find that that''s the person you should curse most. But miss bazaar, this is the reality."


    After staring at elif for a moment, bazaar covered her face with her fierce hands and cried bitterly.


    Her head was in a mess. She didn''t think about anything and didn''t want to believe anything. She just hoped that none of this had happened, but the grief in her heart reminded her - this is the reality.


    Looking at the sad Bassa in bed, elif suddenly had a sense of guilt - Hey, what am I doing? She''s just a child. The reality is cruel enough.


    He stepped forward and raised his arm, trying to pat her on the shoulder and say something comforting.


    "Don''t move! Don''t come near me!"


    At the moment when he raised his arm, bazaar suddenly knelt up and grabbed her weapon again, the short thin wooden stick.


    Balsa''s fierce reaction made elif stop and look at the stick only a few inches from his stomach. He stepped back and sat on a wooden bench behind him.


    On one side of the wooden pile, the flickering oil lamp flickered, and the shadows of the two people in the tent were deep and shallow.


    After they looked at each other for a moment, Basha, who was trembling, first stepped out and said, "you... Who are you?"


    She didn''t know what to ask, but she was eager to break the silence of death.


    "I''m elif, a businessman."


    "No!" Basha denied, "why do you want to help the wild people outside! Don''t try to deceive me, I heard you providing weapons for them!"


    "Yes, but before that, I also provided weapons for your father."


    "Merchant!" Basha gnashed her teeth and her eyes were full of hatred and contempt. "Damn merchant, wild people will kill you sooner or later!"


    "Miss, you think this is what I can choose!"


    Balsa''s tone made elif only feel that an anger was brewing in his heart, and the previous trace of guilt and guilt were swept away.


    He stared coldly at bazaar: "no matter your father or these wild people, there is no difference in forcing others! In addition, the noble''s teaching is to let you treat the life-saving benefactor like this? Or should I give you to the wild people outside and let them ride on you like rams under the public!"


    "You think I''m afraid!" cried Bertha, her arm shaking more with the stick.


    After looking at each other for a moment again, bazaar asked, "what do you want to save me and what''s your purpose? Don''t try to deceive me!"


    "I am not your servant or prisoner, and you are no longer a noble lady. You should learn to say something consistent with your status as a maid!"


    With a sneer, looking at the silent bazaar, elif then said, "if I say it''s because of pity for you, you won''t believe it. If you have to say a reason, you should treat me as a businessman - a businessman despised in your heart. The wild people will fail sooner or later. For danze, they are a group of aliens who are disgusted by everyone."


    Elif''s words moved bazaar''s heart.


    "You mean they''ll be driven away soon?" she asked slightly excitedly. "Didn''t you say the prime minister let them in?"


    "Drive away? No, no, no, it''s not that easy this time."


    Looking at the puzzled bazaar, elif asked, "have you noticed the danze man sitting next to TUTA?"


    "I know. His name is gulbin," said bazaar positively.


    "To be exact, his name is gulbin Wallen. He was once a Marquis of the Wallen family in the south, and now he is the Prime Minister of the court. It is his advice that quickly defeated your father and his Knights -"


    "- damn him!" Bertha interrupted elif. The raised arm slowly put down, but the clenched fist was squeezed tighter.


    ……