Chapter 273 Frost Sword Art II

In the barracks prison, Dean once again appeared in front of John Clay.

Compared with the first meeting in the prison, the assassin's appearance has slightly improved under the premise of several days of continuous drug treatment.

At least, it looks a little human.

Of course, this is not only because of the healing potion, but also because of the strength of the opponent's great knight.

Otherwise, ordinary people would not be able to achieve such an effect no matter how much they were treated.

"grown ups!"

In the prison, the assassin greeted Dean cautiously, because he saw the parchments in Dean's hands, and he was not stupid, so he obviously guessed something.

For this reason, he became a little worried.

After all, there are still some tricks in the answer he gave.

Although he relied on his own memory to memorize it firmly and escaped the spot check by the cunning young man in front of him, he even forced himself to believe that what he said was true.

However, he did not have much confidence in the face of yet another spot check by the opponent.

After all, the other party and the other party's subordinates are different.

Something is a little bit wrong, if the other party sees it, he will really be finished.

After getting more food and medicine, it was clear that the assassin was not willing to be tortured anymore.

"Tomorrow, I will set off for the south!"

Dean started with such words, and at the same time, raised the parchment in his hand, the meaning couldn't be more obvious—he would really verify the authenticity of these confessions.

But the assassin's face was pale, and sweat was even dripping from his forehead.

Because, John Clay is very clear that some of the answers, although there is no problem at first glance, but once you investigate them carefully. It simply cannot stand the test.

Originally, John Clay only thought that the other party would hand over this confession to the grand duke in the south for investigation——John Clay was well aware of the situation in the south. After his confession was handed over to the Grand Duke Emerald in the south, it was impossible for that Grand Duke to do it himself. It will only be handed over to the king of Nangang County.

In terms of the attitude of the Nangang County King towards the Frost Nobility,

Some things will naturally be fooled.

This is not the Nangang County King's dereliction of duty, but the attitude of the entire Jade towards the Frost Nobility - perfunctory and indifferent.

Where this trend began, it is now impossible to trace.

However, following this trend, it is true that the Frost Nobility's days in Jade went from bad to worse.

So much so that the proud Frost Nobility in the past had to form the so-called "Seymour" joint family.

In this regard, John Clay has ridiculed more than once.

but. Now he can't laugh anymore!

In the face of life and death, those who can still laugh are either heroes or fools—and obviously, John Clay is neither the former nor the latter.

"Big, my lord..."

With a look of begging for mercy, the assassin looked at Dean.

"You really played tricks!"

Dean said flatly.

However, the more bland the tone, the more startled John Clay was. His whole body began to tremble, and his voice trembled even more.

"My lord, my lord...forgive me, forgive me!"

Cold sweat overflowed from John Clay's whole body.

"So, you give me a reason to spare you?"

Dean looked at each other and laughed.

"I'll tell you everything I know! Everything!"

John Clay said loudly. And, emphatically.

"It seems to be like this? Forget it, I have believed in you once. But you have disappointed me-so, now you finally kill yourself, otherwise, you will definitely feel in the next few days. It feels like hell, and, I assure you...it is absolutely impossible to live or die!"

After Dean finished speaking word by word, he turned around and walked out.

"My lord, my lord, please believe me. Believe me! I will definitely tell you everything, please give me another chance!"

John Clay shouted loudly. He seemed to see the departure of vitality, and then the arrival of death. Or even more miserable.

After all, Dean said something that made him 'live or die'.

Regarding this, John Clay didn't want to guess whether what Dean said was true or not. He didn't even want to think about it, only shouting loudly.

Looking forward to Dean's change of heart.

At the same time, I kept praying in my heart.

And such prayers seemed to have worked, and Dean's footsteps paused slightly.

"My lord, please, I will tell you everything!"

Immediately, John Clay shouted loudly again.

"yes?"

Dean stopped in a real sense, and turned around.

"really!"

Seeing hope appearing again, John Clay immediately nodded repeatedly.

"But I don't believe you, but I really want everything you know... So, I have to find a compromise - I will ask questions quickly, and you need to answer quickly, there cannot be any Hesitate, during the period I will mix some things that both you and I know... This is insurance!"

Dean said so.

But John Clay was taken aback.

'Something you and I both know? '

Regarding this thing, John Clay didn't know what it was, but he began to pay attention secretly in his heart; however, before John Clay could really adjust his state, Dean's problem appeared——

"Where are you from?"

"Gaosai King's Capital!"

"When did your family begin to pledge allegiance to the Gaosai royal family!"

"One hundred and seventy years ago!"

"What are the foundations of the Frost Sword Technique?"

"Have……"

John Clay was taken aback, but then he realized that this was what Dean said both parties knew; he said it immediately without hesitation.

In this regard, John Clay absolutely dare not hide it - it is completely true!

After all, the other party was also from the Frost Nobility, so even if the family fell into ruin, some things would continue to be passed down. Among them are the Frost Sword Technique and some knowledge.

Starting from the fact that the other party can recognize the brand on his shoulder, this is what John Clay is most sure of.

Even John Clay believed that there was a similar imprint on the other party's body.

only. His brand is a flame dragon breathing frost; while the opponent's brand should be a frost dragon entangled in flames.

The problem continued.

Among such questions, Dean continuously interspersed with questions about the Frost Sword Technique. And, just to be sure, the same question was asked more than once.

This made John Clay's answer more cautious.

And the back-and-forth conversion of thinking made his energy more and more exhausted-on the one hand, it was the real practice of frost swordsmanship that could not be changed at all.

On the other hand, there are answers that can be vagued with words.

Such alternating back and forth questions made John Clay feel dizzy very quickly.

However, he gritted his teeth and continued to answer.

He doesn't want to die!

Therefore, he needs to continue to answer. And it was precisely because he didn't want to die, some real secrets, he couldn't just tell them like this.

Because, John Clay knows very well that only with these secrets in hand can he continue to live.

Knowing these secrets is his amulet!

And when Dean stopped asking questions, John Clay panted rapidly and leaned against the wall, as if he had collapsed. Can't speak at all.

However, when the two bottles of medicine were thrown out, John Clay sat up immediately. He caught the two bottles of medicine with his intact right hand.

"I know you are hiding some things! I don't care about this - because it shows that you are greedy for life and afraid of death, so we can continue to cooperate..."

Saying such words, Dean left.

And John Clay happily opened two bottles of secondary healing potions.

Without even thinking about it, he swallowed one bottle, and poured the other on the wound——feeling the cooling sensation in his chest and on the wound, John Clay let out a long breath of relief.

He thinks it's worth it.

He has gained another hope of life.

"The other party said he was going to leave tomorrow? If the other party left... There is no one in this place who will be my opponent. This is my chance-no, no, I can't just leave like this. I have been hurt like this... ...Yes, I want revenge. Give that guy a lesson before leaving!"

John Clay looked at the bruised left hand, left leg, and the completely toeless right foot, the gloomy and resentment in his eyes seemed to be real.

He is very clear that even if he recovers completely, he will not be able to reach his original peak state again.

With the missing right foot of the toes, it is difficult to make some power and special skills.

And the left hand and left leg that suffered serious injuries may be fine in life, but fighting?

Apparently, this is something he will never need to forget.

"Damn it! It's really... uh!"

John Clay seemed to be able to imagine how he would be treated after returning to the family in this state, and suddenly, he cursed again and again.

However, very quickly, such angrily cursing stopped in astonishment.

A sharp pain erupted from the wound on his abdomen and body, and when John Clay was about to say something and struggled, it erupted suddenly, causing him to lose consciousness immediately.

Black blood flowed from John Clay's nose and mouth.

But the corpse twitched a few times, and then completely fell silent.

Dean walked out of the shadows slowly, looked at the opponent's body, checked it once, drew out the long sword, and repaired several swords on the opponent's vital points, and confirmed that the opponent was dead and could not die again. leave.

For Dean, after getting the Frost Sword, the opponent has no value.

Especially when he was about to leave the territory and head to the south, the gradually recovering opponent would only be dangerous.

For such a worthless and dangerous guy, Dean would naturally not keep him.

The other party's death was already doomed!

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