Four Split Personalities

"What... what do you suggest we do?!"

Varez glared at Veronia, nearly bursting with fury.

"I... don’t know..."

The latter merely repeated what the Sin Knight had said moments ago, her lips tightly pressed as she lowered her head.

The cold wind was bleak, and the night sky grew increasingly deep.

Over two hundred people gathered in the square dared not move recklessly, and the soldiers without orders stood neatly in formation as well, while Knights and Scouts surrounding the town remained steadfast at their posts.

Everyone was exhausted...

Veronia and Varez were enduring an additional layer of mental Torment.

They both knew they couldn’t delay any longer; a decision had to be made, but neither could break the suffocating silence.

Another gust of cold wind swept through, and a Mage from the Fox Tribe with pale complexion couldn’t help but sneeze.

"This can’t go on."

It was the Sin Knight who spoke first in the end, but his next words sent a chill through the two of them...

"You decide, even if it’s just those ideas you both came up with earlier, I won’t object."

[We have to decide...]

Veronia and Varez exchanged glances, each catching a glimpse of the expected bitterness and helplessness in each other’s eyes.

In the end, the responsibility was inevitably going to fall on the two of them.

If they were to use any of the strategies they mentioned earlier without being absolutely certain, the smallest slip-up could mean the end for all four hundred people.

But if they chose that method they had been avoiding, the safest and most secure one... it was simply...

"I understand."

After a long moment, Veronia, with the corners of her mouth bitten, tremblingly spoke: "I..."

"What’s with you, hemming and hawing? Step aside!"

But Varez forcefully pushed Veronia aside by the shoulders and sternly said to the Sin Knight, gazing into his eyes: "Your Excellency, I have thought of a method that can ensure safety..."

"How safe?"

Yet the other party leisurely asked, which made the expressions on Veronia and Varez’s faces even uglier, knowing all too well that the Sin Knight couldn’t possibly be aware of that ’safe’ method.

Varez gritted his teeth and forced out his words one by one: "I suggest, in order to ensure the safety and secrecy of our actions, we should get rid of everyone here..."

"That’s enough."

Unexpectedly, the Sin Knight suddenly interrupted him, then slowly stepped forward to the still orderly ranks and proclaimed loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, you have worked hard. I have been your Commander Mo during this time, or you can also call me the Sin Knight. In any case, I am now announcing a piece of news..."

Everyone in the ranks instinctively swallowed, especially those with keen hearing.

"According to my recent observations, Resles Town has been completely controlled by the rebels."

The Sin Knight revealed an unsettling smile, yet his tone remained calm and detached: "In my judgment, the innocents have already fled this place, or have been killed by the rebels. In other words, the people remaining in this town, apart from the rebels, are those colluding traitors. Therefore... even though Mr. Varez and Lady Veronia have some reservations about my proposal, regrettably, as the only Noble present, as the Commander personally appointed by Duke Fossai and Lord Arthur, I am entitled to demand that you all obey orders. Otherwise, you will be executed on the spot for treason!"

"You..."

"Sin Knight, Your Excellency..."

Veronia and Varez gaped in disbelief.

Meanwhile, the Sin Knight, with an increasingly grim expression on his back, took off his Gloves and drew out his Longsword from his waist.

"Now, those who, like me, aren’t afraid to dirty their hands, please step forward..."

Chapter 597: End