"Tsk, it seems that someone's peach blossom luck is not too small," the cold tone sounded in the wind with a light tone, and Willard opened his eyes quickly, his eyes lingering around.
"here."
When Willard heard the sound, he raised his eyes and looked ten steps away, on a not very tall branch, a dark shadow was sitting vaguely.
His eyes were cold, "It's you—"
I was upset just now, and I didn't realize that I was being followed. I don't even know how long he stayed beside him.
"Oh, it's me," Cain lifted his thin lips and shook his palm slightly, prompting: "We just met."
"I know, so? Why follow me? Want to kill me?" Velard was on guard, his spirits tense, his suspicious eyes locked on him.
Cain shook his legs hanging in the air, his phoenix eyes narrowed, with an unpredictable chuckle, "No, the night is too long and boring, I just happened to watch a scene," He touched his smooth chin and raised his thin lips. "The actors and actresses are doing well, but I'm curious, why don't you follow her?"
"Pretty beauty, the human world you yearn for, since you hate this place, you can fly far away, uh..." He thought for a while and added: "If you are worried about being found by Helena, I can help you, no need remuneration."
"So, your purpose." Willard sneered, leaning against the tree trunk with his arms folded.
This man has a strange and changeable personality. It is not the first time that he has met him. His ability is unfathomable. In almost every encounter, he can't avoid a fight.
Because of him, Helena took a few servants and Willard and Edmund to live in this castle that was really abandoned.
Now, the man with the weird name and the more weird character suddenly showed kindness, telling him that he could help him escape from the clutches of Helena's long-term control. To be honest, not tempted, that is false.
Because he knew that Cain had this ability.
Cain raised his sword eyebrows, his eyes under the broken black hair looked like a thousand-year-old well, and the long hair tied up with ribbons floated gently with the wind. He was leisurely as if he was in a paradise instead of ghosts. In the dense forest.
"If I say there is no purpose, you will definitely not believe it. Then, let's make a deal, how about?"
A strange and inexplicable light flashed in the black eyes, and he was concealed without a trace.
Willard moved his lips, raised his eyes warily and stared at him for a long time.
Cain relaxed, spreading his hands towards him, making a negotiating gesture.
After a while, Willard spoke slowly, his voice a little dry inexplicably, "Why should I trust you."
"Heh..." Cain curled his lips calmly, and his tone suddenly became deep and far-reaching, extremely powerful, "You can't get rid of being played between the palms of a woman by a woman, and even life may be lost at any time without freedom. To live in the dark forever without salvation, is this what you want? Huh? Tell me?"
"Do not!"
Willard clenched his fists tightly.
"Then you have no choice but to trust me."
"Huh, huh—" The heavy gasp was very obvious in the silent dense forest. When Velard yelled, he realized that he had been taken away by him unconsciously. After returning to his senses, his forehead blew a circle. Bean big beads of sweat.
Cain was not in a hurry, and casually raised his head to admire the stars and extinguishing stars on the blue and black night above his head.