When Alin appeared in dismay in front of the Mintok Hotel, Bart, who was leisurely and carefree, saw him at a glance, but the guest who was leaving the door with him at noon disappeared.

Sceptical, Bart reached out to him and greeted him, "Allion, where has the guest who hired you gone?"

Swaying his body, he slowly walked into the hotel lobby. Arien looked dull and ignored the other person. After sitting down at a table and chair near the counter, he kept bowing his head and silent.

Seeing the abnormality shown by Arien, Bart frowned and said, "Arien, have you heard me talking to you?"

"I heard it."

Perhaps because of his dry throat, Arien's voice was a little hoarse and low.

"Little Lauder, come out and pour a glass of water for Arien, and bring the lunch left for him!"

At this time, Bart suddenly called out to the hotel room, then walked out of the counter and sat opposite Arien.

"Allion, what happened?"

He looked at him and asked with a serious look.

"Bart, do you think I am a particularly timid and cowardly person?"

Alion seemed not to hear the other party's question, but murmured on his own.

"Allion, what are you talking about?" Bart said with a frown.

"Bart, answer my question."

Arien looked up and stared at Bartardo with empty eyes.

"Allion, did that guest say something to you? Don't take the other person's words to heart!"

Facing Arien's weirdness, Bart couldn't help but comfort him when he recalled the guest's comments on Arien yesterday.

"Bart. Answer my question!"

Repeating the words just now, as if a beast was roaring. Arien's face began to become ferocious.

"You..." Hearing the dangerous aura emitted by the other party, Bart took a deep breath and said with a deep face: "Allion, do you want to listen to the truth?"

"Yes."

"All right."

Looking around the deserted lobby, Bart seemed to be brewing some emotions. He suddenly stood up, raised his hand and slapped Alyan in the face, and the tables and chairs suddenly made a collision sound. Alyan was caught off guard by Bart and fell to the ground!

"Boss, what are you doing?"

Just now, Little Lauder, who heard Bart's orders come out in the hotel, held the tray, stared at the scene that was suddenly happening in front of him and said in amazement.

"Little Lauder, there is no business of you here, hurry up and go back to the inner room!"

Bart turned his head and glared at Little Lauder, walked up to take the tray in his hand and shouted loudly.

"But……"

"roll!"

When Little Lauder returned to the hotel room in shame, Bart turned around and smashed the soup and food on the tray directly on Alyn who was lying on the ground!

"Allion! Don't you want to listen to the truth? That's my truth!"

He roared at the ground motionlessly Alyan, "In my eyes, you are a waste who can only escape fear! If it weren't for your dead father who had been in love with me, I wouldn't be too lazy to take care of you now!"

"If you don't want to pay attention to why!" Arien slowly struggled from the ground, and his whole face turned distorted and growled at Bart: "I don't need your hypocritical sympathy and mercy at all!"

"Compassion? Pity?" Bart smiled without anger and said, "Did you always regard our kindness as these?"

"That's right! If you were sincerely willing to help me, why did Algeronon just see you who were indifferent when he framed me in prison? If you were willing to lend a helping hand at that time, Cuilina would not have died at all!"

Arien roared out loud, tears wet her cheeks uncontrollably.

"Do you think we did nothing at that time?"

Bart reached out and grabbed Alyn's collar in furiously and said, "But no matter how hard we beg for explanation, they ignored it! Cuilina is a smart girl. Do you think she doesn't know what Algeron's intentions for her? By the time we find out that she goes to the city guard's residence alone..."

"Tuelina couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide! But she at least saved your life with her chastity! But what about you? Look at what you look like now! Are you worthy of Tuelina's death? No! You are sorry! Because you are just a waste who can only escape!"

After Bart roared at Alyn in swing, he let go of his hand that was tightly holding the other person's collar.

"From now...you should take care of yourself."

Arien looked at Bart who turned around and walked away with a blank look. After a long time, when the other party disappeared, he said, "That guest was taken to the city guard's residence by Ogno."

"Is that true?" Bart stopped and said coldly without looking back.

"He killed someone."

"kill?"

This time, Bart turned around.

"Yes, we met Moroz on the way." Arien lowered his head and clenched his fists.

"Then the guest killed him?"

The local townsmen in Kanlos knew what kind of person Moroz was, and they didn't need to think too much about what happened. However, the relationship between Moroz and the city guard Algeron is well known. Once he was killed, the matter could be imagined to be serious, so Barth couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

"But the guest was calm. He told me that even Argenon would be frightened when facing him." Arien said.

"So that's it." Bart said after thinking, "You don't have to care about this matter anymore. That guest is a not simple person. Besides... he is not you!"

After saying that, Bart disappeared into the hotel lobby.

In a secret corner of the house that both of them didn't know, Pandillia listened quietly against the wall. On the beautiful and seductive face, an inexplicable smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth.

In the hotel lobby.

Arien squatted down and picked up the gray-stained bread, placed the overturned water cup and soup bowl on the tabletop tray, and left the hotel alone.

Walking on the bustling street, he suddenly felt that he seemed to be the only one left in the whole world.

After searching for a well to solve the problem of thirst, Arien returned to his humble and empty house.

After eating the dusty bread in a few bites, Arien took out something with silver from his arms.

This is a dagger.

The dagger left behind by Moroz after his death.

His fingers rubbed against the sharp blade, and the silver-white knife face clearly reflected his pale face.

He was silent for a long time.
Chapter completed!