Burke Orton and those kids are dead. All efforts were in vain. Katarina was heartbroken.
She respected Jaros as an independent and free personality, sincerely considered every issue, and won the victory in an upright manner according to his rules. But in the end, he still broke the agreement agreed by the two.
Why do this?
Why do this? !
"Why do you do this, Jaros, what exactly is the benefit to you?"
Katarina said in a low voice. The sound was like a fire burning under the ice.
"I gave you a chance. If you were smart enough, you would have cut off my head with a sword earlier. But you are more afraid of getting your hands dirty than saving a dozen innocent lives, right?"
Having said this, Geros sneered. There was no trace of guilt on his face, and he was even a little proud:
"But you don't dare to do it because you know what will happen after that - you will live forever as a parricide. You can find a way to clear your name and get away with it, but even if no one knows, you will Waking up again and again to nightmares for the rest of my life.”
"You will dream that your crimes are exposed, that the sword in the heart of the tree oozes blood, and that my reflection appears in the mirror... So, in order to have a good dream, a dozen lives are nothing. Big deal. Am I right, Kelly?"
"Shut up!" Katarina suddenly roared. Her voice was trembling.
The hilt of the sword suddenly hit Jaros's cheek hard. His teeth fell out, but his ugly smile became even brighter.
She didn't know why she suddenly lost control of her emotions. She had thrown all her past calmness, upbringing, and knight's creeds behind her, and now she just wanted to torture the bottomless liar in front of her. it serves him right.
However, Jaros took a breath and calmly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his left hand. He spoke in a melodious tone like he was telling a fairy tale:
"Have you heard the story of Rudolf the Rogue Knight? You must have heard it. I heard it a lot when I was a kid: He liked to put robbers and thieves in jail again and again, and then did nothing, waiting for them to escape. He brings trouble to the world just to satisfy his perverted moral obsession. In my opinion, he is the worst lunatic in the whole story."
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"
Catalina grabbed Jaros by his hair and repeatedly punched him in the stomach with her knees until he vomited yellow-green bile and lay on the ground struggling to crawl like an insect.
"If you simply kill me with one sword, maybe I will still look up to you..."
He struggled to turn over from the pool of blood and vomit, showing a victorious smile:
"But you are just an idiot after all. An idiot who always lives in his own dream and only likes to play knight pretending games..."
Catalina finally couldn't bear it anymore and put the broken blade on Jaros's neck. Jaros did not resist, and always had a victor's smile on his lips, which made Catalina furious.
kill him! Kill this shameless scum!
The echoes of herself in her mind gradually stirred up, and Catalina could feel that her last shred of sanity was getting blurry. She didn't know what she would become after this, but Jaros had to die today.
People like him don't deserve any respect, people like him should suffer in hell——
"Excuse me - I think the beating is almost done, why don't you give him to me? Lady Katarina."
A familiar voice came, like a drowning person grabbing a lifebuoy, and the agitation in her head gradually quieted down.
"Ed? Is that you?" Catalina asked tentatively.
She wasn't sure if this was a hallucination in her mind.
"Yes, who else could it be?"
The red-eyed mechanical spider crawled out from the carpet, Ed smiled and said:
"The battle outside is fierce. I haven't had time to pay attention here before, but I just took the time to read the signal frequency of the central crystal. The children are safe. Burke Orton is by my side now. Do you want to talk to him? What?"
Hearing this, Jaros's smile froze like hot milk squeezed into lemon juice. He suddenly became silent and froze in place, unable to say a word.
"Then I do not talk about it."
Everything happened so suddenly, but it seemed like a century had passed. Katarina put down the broken sword sluggishly, lowered her head and said:
"...I'm sorry." She didn't know who she was saying this to.
"What are you sorry for? Are you going to change your name to Apology Knight? Everything is going well now. Everyone has been saved, and I can also improve my performance. It's all thanks to you, Miss Catalina, I don't understand. What's there to apologize for?"
"That's good……"
Catalina suddenly felt a sore nose. She turned her face away, trying not to let Ed notice her gaffe:
"Thank you, Ed."
"I'm happy to help you. But I suggest you leave here first: the West District team has almost cleaned the hall and will be on your way soon. If they find you here, it will be difficult for me to report to the Bureau of Investigation. a."
"I understand." Catalina took a deep breath and calmed down her emotions, "What about Jaros?"
"Leave it to the Bureau of Investigation. Don't worry, I know these people very well and they always enforce the law impartially. Mr. Shipworm will definitely get the punishment he deserves."
"Haha..." Jaros, who was dying beside him, suddenly sneered, as if he had heard some joke.
"What, do you have any opinions on the professional ethics of the Bureau of Investigation?" Ed sarcastically said.
"She can't live without this place. There is no hidden mechanism on the base of the vase."
"The hidden mechanism is fake, but the elevator is real, right? Mr. Juice will probably not arrange a death place for VIP guests with no way to escape. After all, he himself escaped through a secret passage."
"So what? The button has been destroyed by me." Jaros disagreed.
"I think you just don't understand the basic principles of circuits."
The one-eyed spider climbed onto the button seat row, and its eight claws connected the exposed brass cable to the abdominal tool set. There was a flash of sparks, and the elevator tunnel hidden in the wall opened.
"Read less philosophy and more practical things in prison, Mr. Shipworm. Should you be more dignified and hand over the keys voluntarily, or should I help you search your body? Or should I perform a live lockpicking show for you? "
Jaros snorted angrily, fumbled in his arms for a while, and threw out a blood-stained key.
"Mr. Shipworm, giving up resistance and accepting trial is your only fate."
Suddenly, a deep voice sounded faintly from outside the door, and a burst of fierce sparks and vibrations erupted from the door, with sparks spraying everywhere like a shower.
"They brought a thermite torch. It will take a while to open the door. You should leave now. My one-eyed spider will not follow. I will keep it here to replace the central crystal."
Ed watched Catalina go to the elevator and said goodbye.
"Well." Catalina glanced at Jaros for the last time. She moved her gaze to the red-eyed spider and sincerely thanked her friend, "Thank you, Ed. If it weren't for you, I don't know what I would have done. Things are coming..."
"Okay, don't just talk, treat me to dinner then, see you later," Ed said.
The elevator door gradually closed, and the steel cable pulled the elevator upwards.
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