Chapter 105 - Sylveria's True Ending Tragedy
As always, I didn't like Sylveria's mind‑reading abilities or her habit of interrogating everyone around her. This was why no man liked her. Even Cato treated her like a tool a year after their wedding.
Still, she blurted out something important.
As the carriage began moving, I coughed and looked out the window, trying to dodge the topic.
"Be serious. I'm asking the question," she pressed again.
This didn't sound good. I could sense killing intent in her words.
"Is that all you want to chat about?" I shrugged.
"Yes."
"You kill me, you say goodbye to your source of artifacts."
"True." Sylveria sighed. "Still, I'm inclined to kill you. Convince me not to. Tell me why I should gamble everything on you and spare your life."
You bipolar ADHD wench. One second you give me preferential treatment, the next you want my head. Make up your mind!
"Ahem." I paused, then tried to convince her.
