Chapter 517 Cooperation?
Behfinger stood behind Merataya, tossing a fist-sized sky-blue gem in his hand, leisurely watching the man who looked terrified as if he was about to wet himself. Just thinking about that scene made him click his tongue in disgust a few times, and then he urged her.
"My dear witch, please do it quickly."
He subtly revealed a tiny bit of information to Vermouth.
Morataya nodded slightly, then with a sudden burst of strength, the sword in her hand pierced straight into the man's chest.
She took a few steps forward, grasped the hilt of the sword, spun it around a few times, and shredded his heart.
A huge scream suddenly erupted in the hall.
Vermouth's eyelids twitched involuntarily.
These two guys... how dare they? They killed someone in public.
She drew her sword, casually smeared the blood from its blade on his body, and turned to leave as if strolling in her own garden. "Let's go."
Behrfinger responded with an "oh" and followed, then paused before speaking, "So I came here just to say 'get moving'?"
“Otherwise?” Morataya smiled.
They took the elevator back to the first floor, where a police car happened to be parked outside.
According to the caller's description, officers surrounded them as soon as they got out of their car.
Before they could speak, the two people hidden inside the white-gold cloaks bowed gracefully to them in unison.
The next second, the smoke quickly filled the air and then quickly disappeared.
At the same time, the two figures disappeared from their sight.
Police: A thousand words can be summed up in six points...
What an arrogant murderer!
They made an elegant and sophisticated exit, with two white figures standing on a high-rise building before disappearing and moving to another location in the next second.
Are you looking for us?
Just as Vermouth was thinking about how fast they were running, a haunting and eerie voice suddenly rang in her ears, accompanied by a sinister laugh.
She was startled and turned around abruptly to see a white figure standing behind her.
one person?
What's the last one?
She suddenly turned around, and there was another figure behind her.
The two men surrounded her from the front and the back.
With one hand on her chest, Morataya smiled and spoke softly, "Nice to meet you."
Behrfinger repeated her words like a broken record.
"Did you come all this way to see us because you need something from us, Ms. Wenyard?"
Vermouth's eyes narrowed slightly, then she chuckled and tore off her disguise. Even when attacked from both sides, she remained calm and composed. She crossed her arms and spoke casually.
"I think we share the same goal, how about we try to cooperate?"
She lowered her eyes slightly, a glint of light flashing in them.
"Cooperation?" Morataya raised an eyebrow slightly, walked past Vermouth to Behfinger's side, crossed her arms and leaned against him, chuckled lightly, and said casually, "When you say cooperation, do you mean you personally, or the organization behind you?"
Before the other person could speak, she continued, "If it's just you alone, then there's no need. After all, there are so many members in our church, what can you do by yourself? But if it involves the organization behind you, are you sure it won't create a conflict of interest?"
"However, cooperation with other organizations is not out of the question, but... can you make the decision?"
Hearing her words, which contained a hint of sarcasm, Vermouth fell silent for a moment.
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