God knows how intense Sully's brain storm was at that moment.

Anyway, Sully kicked Willard's hand away without thinking, and walked to the other side of the living room dining table as quickly as possible.

Although this distance would not allow Suli to escape the elementalist's attack range, at this moment, he would feel a little safer because of this action.

Even though Willard's element had already been restricted, Sully chose to stay away from him without hesitation.

However, as soon as Sully stabilized, before he could say anything, the crow on the painting, which had been rescued not long ago and had recovered but had not left the building, rushed straight to Willard's head at lightning speed.

The sound of a falcon pecking at his brain filled the entire living room. Sully opened his mouth, but before the sound of protest came out of his throat, he decisively swallowed it back.

Having your wrist pinched is like being in a horror movie and suddenly someone starts yelling next to you. It's not a big deal, but it's annoying.

So, just pretend you didn't see anything.

Sully calmly pulled a chair from the dining table and sat down. He looked coldly at the crow bullying Willard unilaterally, and then turned his eyes away after the door of the small building was opened.

The first one to come in was Egbert, whose mouth was visibly bruised from being hammered. Lan Zhe followed closely behind and clapped his hands, looking as if he had not had enough fun.

However, as soon as they came in, they found that Raven was bullying Willard unilaterally.

The whole picture looks a bit tragic at first glance. However, the main reason for creating this visual sense is that Willard did not choose to resist.

What happened?

The questioning gaze was blurred on the crow, which gave an emotionless "gaa" and then pecked the bump on Willard's forehead again.

A kind of tacit understanding born out of Sully was instantly awakened. Egbert and Lan Zhe looked at each other, and in the blink of an eye they surrounded Willard and Rook.

"Explain what just happened?" Egbert narrowed his eyes, exuding a dangerous aura that made Willard's body tremble continuously.

He was half-prostrate on the ground, supporting his body with his left hand. When he heard these words, his voice no longer had the passion he had felt when he held Sully's wrist. He just calmly elaborated on what he had just said.

"I can also become Suli's tool."

Anyway, Egbert was really furious.

He grabbed Willard's collar and pulled him in front of his face, his eyes filled with the cruelty of staring at a dead thing.

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

Willard coughed heavily and turned his head away. He tried his best to keep his eyes on Sully, as if he felt that only by looking directly at Sully could he show his seriousness to the greatest extent.

Willard said, "Of course I know what I'm talking about."

"Or I've never known what I was doing so clearly."

Before Egbert was about to break Willard's neck, he said, "I can personally deliver the false news and intelligence you have created to my father."

"After all, expensive disposable tools are not as good as things that can be reused, right?"

Willard felt that Egbert's grip on his collar relaxed a lot.

However, due to the weakness of his limbs, when he fell back to the ground, he could only lie prone on the ground.

Dignity seems to have become something that can only be trampled underfoot.

However, Willard felt from the bottom of his heart that Sully was the only one in the world who regarded him as a peer.

We are all human.

This realization shouldn't have occurred to Willard, as he knew very well that Sully disliked him. The blue-eyed boy, who was separated from him by a corridor in the living room and behind the dining table, looked at him with vigilance.

But everyone in this house, and everyone here, had always considered Willard to be nothing.

Only Suli.

Only Sully would take Willard seriously.

Whatever the reason, Willard felt that Sully was watching him.

It's not because of Amikubi's status as heir, nor is it because of fear.

It's just that, even though he knows that he is an enemy, he still won't sentence himself to death lightly. It's a kind gesture.

He breathed rapidly as he felt this kindness that he had never experienced before.

Facing these people around him, Willard was unable to recognize his own value based on his own strength, and his identity... was just a partial title of value given to him by others.

So, what can he give in return for this kindness?

This kindness, which meant nothing to Sully, became the bridge for Willard to recognize himself.

Just a tool...

Since a tool is just a tool in anyone's hands, it is better to be used by the person you want than to be used and harmed without knowing anything about it.

No matter how his thoughts changed, Willard was very clear that the most important thing now was to demonstrate his value as a tool.

"I can tell my father all the information you want to give, and I will also secretly pass on to you any information I can obtain." Willard deliberately lowered his voice, making sure that his words could only be heard by Egbert and Lan Zhe.

"You know, the people of the inner city have always rejected the existence of mercenaries. Mercenaries who are hated and will not be reused in that city have no channels to explore information. And once I become a member of the same side as you, I will become a long-term bridge for you to understand the latest developments in the inner city."

Egbert looked down at him. He didn't think that anyone who wanted to hurt Sully was qualified to negotiate with him.

"Do you think you can survive this way?"

Willard looked up at Egbert, shook his head and said, "I didn't choose to do this just to live."

"I just want to prove that even if I am a tool, I should have my own self. My own choices and my own cognition. If I die without these, I will regret that I have been surrounded by shame all my life before my consciousness completely disappears."

Willard looked at the patterns on the floor and murmured, "Even if I'm a tool, I want to have the right to choose my master."

Egbert was silent.

But long before, when Egbert chose to leave Sully and go to Ziso Town for a short time, his values ​​had already been formed to measure whether it was beneficial to Sully as a criterion for his actions.

Today is no exception.

As Willard said, once he surrendered sincerely, and if the internal information of Sadina City was not leaked, Willard would return to Licheng, the capital of Amicbee, and his existence would become an indispensable intelligence line for them.

Moreover, it was the kind of intelligence that would not arouse suspicion of any problem.

If Willard had not initially tried to draw out Sully in a foolish way, even Sully would have found it difficult to make a detailed judgment of the situation behind it.

Egbert didn't think Sully would be completely ignorant of those plans that could be seen through at a glance. This was a kind of blind confidence. However, seeing through part of it and seeing through the whole are two completely different concepts.

If Willard really chooses to stand on Lord Sully's side, then the information he tells them may not bring any benefits to the war that may or may not happen, but it will definitely allow them to prepare in advance for the protection of Lord Sully.

The former was not that important to Egbert. As for the latter, after being threatened by Lan Zhe, who was almost as powerful as him, and not allowed to follow Lord Suli 24 hours a day, intelligence became an alternative means of defense.

Moreover, even if he followed Sully 24 hours a day, Egbert could not guarantee that he would always be in the best condition. He still needed rest, which could never be denied.

Lan Zhe looked at Egbert who was in deep thought, and said in a low voice with an unhappy "tsk". "If you think Willard is worth living, and you are worried that he is just doing this to save his life, then I can use drugs to control his life."

Lan Zhe didn't care about Willard's life or death, but seeing that Egbert was overly concerned, he knew without even thinking that this guy must be thinking about something related to Sully.

Not killing Willard and being related to Sully, combined with the preface, we can come to the conclusion that Egbert cannot trust Willard.

After the two were combined, it was Lan Zhe's special show again.

Sure enough, as soon as Lan Zhe finished speaking, Egbert looked as if he had suddenly understood something.

While Lan Zhe was complaining for who knows how many times that Egbert only had a brain when it came to matters related to Sully, he had already discussed the cooperation plan with Willard in a few words.

"Then let's do this. You return there alive and become our intelligence source. If you dare to do anything bad, I will kill you immediately without leaving a complete body."

Egbert stared at Willard with murderous eyes.

But at this moment, Willard inexplicably had an idea in his mind.

——People can only grow after experiencing some things.

The wisdom of not being too critical of things will also be enhanced through this state of mind.

He once again focused his gaze on Suli, and couldn't help thinking in his heart: A character who only exists, does not actively guide others, and is only watched by others, can lead others to grow...

Once his identity is discovered in the future, he will surely become a serious threat to the Vatican.

But Willard couldn't help shaking when he thought that he was about to become a tool in Sully's hands and the most advanced person in his attempt to deceive the Church and the royal family.

He was excited about this, and as his adrenaline kept rising, he also knew very well that his life from now on would no longer be the ignorant life of a disposable tool, but would be doomed to be accompanied by death and crisis day after day.

But as long as they know that this is for the Suli operation, they will not only not be afraid, but will only...

More excited.

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The crow had already flown to the dining table and was standing in front of Sully, whose feathers were being combed by Sully with his scallion-white fingers...

The pervert detection radar was activated again.

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