The warden who guards the witches

Deep in the country house, in a hidden room connected to the escape tunnel, a secret deal is going on.

The former wizard and current Inquisitor of the Netherlands, Joey Lawson, was looking at each other across a low table with the grizzled old butler, using mirrors and single-pane glass to create a hidden observation of the courtyard. The window provides a little light to this room. The room was not dark, but the atmosphere inside was a bit depressing, but not so tense that it was tense.

Neither of the two people sitting at the low table noticed that in a corner of the room, an insignificant witch was leaning against the wall with her arms folded, listening to their conversation carefully.

"...Your offer is unacceptable to me." Joey Lawson knocked on the table with his knuckles expressionlessly, "If the customer can't afford it, the transaction cannot be established. You guys really know how to do business. ”

"This business is tailor-made for you, Mr. Rosen. If you hadn't been pestering..."

"It seems like I'm considered a difficult customer, but weren't you the ones who made the hard sell first?" Joey interrupted him before he could finish speaking, "Create a bitch with a title, She dressed up like a doll to get close to me. You so-called intelligence agents have quite a few tricks up their sleeves."

"I'm glad that she suits your taste, but that's why..." the butler paused, "We can't easily compromise on price. We spent a lot of resources to cultivate Sophie Carter. If we hadn't tried to To avoid any conflict with you, we will not do such a loss-making transaction. This is out of our respect for you, so please don’t bargain too hard.”

"But if you can't afford it, you can't afford it. If we continue talking like this, it's just a waste of our time. I might as well go up and kill her now." Joey's tone became colder.

"What's the use of killing her? How much does a dead person and a handful of bones mean to you? Of course, you may be able to find a necromancer to turn her into a complete and cold collection, but as a Don't you think this is very sad for a person who has touched authority?" The steward smiled calmly.

"Sad?" Joey narrowed his eyes.

"Only those with power can live as they please. You have finally explored the deepest mysteries on the road to pursuing power, just to suppress your desires like this? She is just a little singer. If you like her, you can You should...make her your own," the housekeeper persuaded, "We can help you realize this wish and make her your slave and obey your words."

Joey was silent for a long time and then said: "Is it true that some of you have the divine word of 'desire'?"

"Of course, otherwise how dare we make such a deal with you? Even if you suspect that we don't have such ability, you should believe that we can definitely find someone who can do it." The housekeeper clearly felt that the other party was already moved, and immediately He said, "With just one sentence, we can make her fall in love with you as much as she values ​​her faith."

"You guys really dare to sell anything." Joey commented.

"Everything has value. Since even God's seat can be placed on the scales to wait for enough chips, what does the so-called human life and human heart mean?" the steward said with an easygoing smile.

"But it's a pity..." Joey lowered his voice.

"Well, if you really can't settle with divinity and money, we can't provide other means of payment." The butler changed his tone in time, "Mr. Rosen, are you willing to accept our recruitment?"

"You want me to join the Smiling Scale?" Joey frowned suspiciously.

"No, no, no, I'm just a temporarily hired thug. You also know that as an intelligence agent, it is always common to be hated by others." The housekeeper smiled and waved his hand, and then took out a few notices in the style of a wanted order. The photo above Part of the details on his face have been smeared out, "So, it's normal to get into some trouble."

"Are these the unlucky guys who are being targeted by you just like me?" Joey glanced at these photos and knew what was going on. "Oh, Smiling Balance is really a bunch of wild dogs that go around picking up meat. They want to Which one of them should I fight to the point where we both lose, and then we accept it together?”

"We will provide you with information, and you can choose an opponent you are confident about, and use the bounty above to offset our asking price, and the divinity can be divided equally. This is a cooperation that is beneficial to both parties." The steward was still calm and calm.

"Your so-called cooperation is just to let me bite a prey to death, and then share the meat with me. But when I eat the meat and gain weight, you will definitely lead other beasts to come over to bite me to death, and then divide my meat. ." Joey said coldly.

"But we can always give you what you want most, can't we?" the butler said.

"..." Joey did not deny it.

"You are still hesitating. According to our information, you have always lived a low-key life. Whether it was as a wizard before or as a heretic judge now." The butler said slowly, "Is it necessary? You can touch the authority. , which is enough to show that you are the top wizards in the world..."

"You don't need to put a high hat on me." Joey interrupted the other party coldly, "Being low-key can avoid a lot of trouble, such as being targeted by you."

"No, no, no, you should be most wary of other people walking on this road, right? For example, if the people we are offering a bounty for know your whereabouts and intelligence in advance, the positions of hunters and prey may be reversed. There are also some organizations with relatively large forces...ah, for example...the witch gathering? Those great witches recognized by the top witches don't mind you killing those witches before, but they should be very interested in your divinity." The butler raised his hand and pointed at Joey.

"Are you threatening me?" Joey heard the implication, "I don't like being threatened."

"No, no, I just want to make it clear that if you take too extreme measures, it will not benefit anyone." The butler waved his hands repeatedly.

Joey fell into deep thought for a long time, and he asked, "If I agree, how should I settle it?"

"If you get enough rewards, we will meet your needs. One hand pays the money and the other hand delivers the goods, which is very reasonable." The butler replied.

"These are all terms that are in your favor. How do I know you won't break the contract?" Joey was still skeptical.

"We still have this minimum credit, the balance is used for transactions."

"I can't trust you completely."

"There is still time, you can think about it again." The butler said with a smile.