Chapter 880: 1 Nothing

He thought this question would make him ponder for a long time, but he didn't expect to get an answer soon.

"Why..." Hyde was startled, "Because you are a witch."

The magic strings didn't skip a beat. So it turned out that Nightingale suddenly understood many things. Witches are the minions of the devil and the incarnation of the fallen. Once she becomes a witch, she will gradually lose her feelings as a human being. This argument was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people at the time, and the moment she learned of her awakening , perhaps in the eyes of the other party, she is no longer a member of human beings, let alone the sibling relationship maintained by blood. The so-called betrayal is just a way to act first and protect oneself. Hyde probably still thinks so. It is precisely because he completely believes in his own judgment that he answers so naturally.

Afterwards, Hyde said a lot. For example, he was ignorant and ignorant before, and didn't know that it was a slander fabricated by the church. He had repented deeply and hoped that she could forgive him... But Nightingale didn't listen to these words. , the thoughts surging in her mind were like a storm, which made it difficult for her to recover for a while.

So she shouldn't blame the other party at all, just because most people would make the same choice?

For him, what he betrayed was not his own sister, but a devil who would lose his humanity sooner or later? Since they are devils, it is reasonable to say that there is no trust between them.

But... is that really the case?

She was clearly asking about Hyde, but her consciousness drifted to another person unconsciously.

That man was also a nobleman, not to mention blood relationship, he had never even met him once. If betraying the witch was a matter of course, then he should have sent Anna to the gallows long ago.

He has neither fear nor hatred for witches, except for his curiosity, his eyes are clear and easy to understand—even if she has threatened her with a knife.

Scenes flashed quickly, as if they were going backwards, and finally stopped at the moment before the heavy snow fell.

The first winter after they met.

"...I don't think she will survive the Demon Moon."

"Why?"

"She said she wouldn't lose to the demonic phagocytosis, and I believed her."

"How dare you trust a witch, we are cursed by the devil."

"Really? I trust you too."

The sea of ​​memory rippled with these words.

Nightingale took a deep breath and pulled her consciousness back to reality, "Wait here, if someone comes to you, do what you want, as if I never came."

"Wait, wait... where are you going?"

She inserted the dagger back into her waist and disappeared into the mist, "Go and finish what I should do."

...

Just as Hyde said, she could have invaded Viscount Dot Somerme's bedroom and used a dagger to force him to tell everything about the past from beginning to end. Most aristocrats would be scared out of their wits when they saw the shining tip of the knife, and they would ask one question and answer three sentences, only regretting that they had lost two mouths. And there are some more stubborn people who will happily pour out their secrets after being picked off their ten fingernails. She has already verified this point many times.

If the death of her parents had something to do with the viscount, she would naturally let him understand what blood debt is.

But Nightingale didn't want to do that at the moment.

Especially after going through the scene just now.

Now she is no longer alone.

She has someone she can trust and is deeply trusted.

Compared with what the Shadow Killer did in the past, she wanted to try another way to solve this incident—if it was Roland, he wouldn't want to see her get too much unnecessary blood, right?

After crossing the realm of mist, Nightingale entered Dot's study in a few flashes. Several groups of lightless black holes stood like ink-colored balls in the black and white world. She didn't care about the sleeping guard leaning against the door, but fixed her eyes on a sacred stone field next to the bookcase.

She walked slowly to the wall, and the still-straight wall suddenly twisted, the outline curved and shrunk, like a tuft of hair that had lost its support, and exposed the things covered underneath.

Through the deformed outline, she saw details that ordinary people could never see—a thin metal rod was buried under the wall, one was connected to the bookcase, and the other was connected to the "black ball".

This is a very common trick.

Nightingale easily destroyed the bell hanging under the mechanism, and then pushed a seemingly ordinary book, barely making any sound, and the secret door was opened.

The God's Stone of Retaliation was embedded in the hidden box, but it didn't bother her—before she was a teenager, the mouse instructor that old Glenn found taught her all the abilities that a qualified thief should have. After several years of training, she has already mastered the skills of how to open various locks with copper needles.

After opening three or four iron boxes one after another, Nightingale found what she wanted.

It was a recent account book, which recorded the batches, objects, and quantities of Dreamland Water transactions—just as she expected, nobles always like to hide their important items in places they think are secret.

With this record, coupled with the unsold goods in the mansion, the evidence is conclusive.

Nightingale returned to the basement and reported the whole incident to Roland.

When the sky was dark, the first army who had received the order had already surrounded the mansion.

...

Three days later, Nightingale appeared in front of Hyde again, and the latter had just been released from prison. The haggard and dazed look on his face almost made him look like a walking dead. It wasn't until he saw Nightingale that a hint of color appeared in his eyes.

Anger and hatred.

"Viscount Somer was sentenced to be hanged, the rest of the family members served 20 years of hard labor, and the two fiefdoms belonged to the kingdom - you made me wait for this result?" Walking into a deserted alley, Hyde no longer Unable to restrain his emotions, he growled at her, "Take everything away from me and make me nothing?"

"You should be thankful that you are not considered a member of the Somer family," Nightingale said calmly. "Compared to the Viscount, at least you are still alive."

"That's just because you want me to continue to suffer and make fun of me! It was like this eight years ago, and it's like this now... You killed old Glenn and walked away, knowing what kind of life I lived after that Huh! I finally had the chance to acquire the Suomei family territory, I thought you would help me, but you destroyed it!" Hyde clenched his fists and said, "I have neither a title nor a fief now, Are you satisfied now? You haven't forgiven me at all, Veronica! You liar... all you want is revenge! I should have known!"

As he spoke, there was a hint of crying in his roar, and then he curled up and sobbed softly, "I have nothing... I have nothing..."

Nightingale was silent for a long time before she opened her mouth to say, "That's right, I haven't forgiven you, and I never will—the more you are born from the same origin, the more unforgivable you are to betray you." She paused, "But you don't have nothing, At least I set you free."

This sentence made Hyde, who was covered in snot and dirt, look up.

"Whether it's the old Glenn, the Somy family, or anyone else, they can't restrict you. From now on, how you want to live and what you can do is up to you, instead of being determined by others like in the past. Control it in your hands like a puppet. Whether you think it’s punishment or torture, it doesn’t matter if you hate me or me, that’s your own choice—we’ll have nothing to do with you from now on.”

After saying this, Nightingale turned around and walked towards the entrance of the alley, before disappearing from Hyde's sight. 8) For more exciting novels, welcome to visit our Reading Academy