Chapter 1660

Rod reached out and took out the thing that caught his eye from the closet.

It's not a treasure with unique effect, but an ordinary dark yellow garment. It was placed in a closet where a pile of clothes existed. If it wasn't for rod's careful observation, it might not have been found.

Compared with other clothes in the wardrobe, this dark yellow one seems to shrink. It's too small for ordinary people to wear. It's only a little bigger than rod's palm.

This dress is not for ordinary people. According to its size, it should be for a child.

This discovery also made rod frown slightly. Before that, he did not know that the high-level swordsman had a child. If he could find the child, it would be an excellent threat.

"What are you doing, elotte?"

While rod is in the house, looking for an effective way to deal with the high-level swordsman, Bisha also returns with the trap. At a glance, she sees rod in the bedroom and the children's clothes in his hands, thus questioning.

In Bisha's words, there seems to be something strange, but rod didn't care. He just threw the child's clothes on the ground and said, "you didn't tell me that the high-level swordsman had a child."

Bisha was silent, just staring at rod.

"Find the child and see if the high-level swordsman has the consciousness to sacrifice for him." After discovering that Samson may have children, rod seems to have found his weakness.

Rod knew how to deal with all kinds of enemies, especially human beings. Taking advantage of the weakness in human hearts, sometimes even without fighting at all, we can disintegrate the fighting spirit in the hearts of strong enemies.

"You are really a devil..." on one side, Bisha's body seemed to tremble and said slowly.

"I thought you knew." Rod glanced at her and sneered, "don't you want revenge? Don't you really want to kill him? Why are you so weak now? "

Bisha did not answer rod's words. She bent down, picked up the child's clothes from rod's feet, folded them meticulously, and put them back in the closet with a loving look, where rod took them out.

Rod seemed to be aware of something. His eyes narrowed slightly and he asked, "can't..."

"Samson's child died long ago, and he killed it himself." Bisha broke rod's words with a deep sigh.

"What happened?" Rod's face slightly changed and he asked, "and what's your role in this process?"

Bisha did not answer, but rod had roughly guessed what had happened from everything before.

From what Bisha showed, especially what she said after finding out the hidden key, it is obvious that she has lived here for a long time. She may be the mother of the child.

"Did you tempt him to do these things? Or is this the task of the king? " Rod seemed to think of something, with a wary look in his eyes.

"Me? If I asked him to do all this, why should I take revenge on him? "

"What happened? You'd better tell me all about it. "

I don't know when, rod has the iron sword found in the house in his hand. He stares at Bisha. If Bisha's answer can't satisfy rod, the blade in his hand won't hesitate.

"Samson wanted to be a swordsman without any thoughts in his heart." Bisha showed a look of recollection, but with a bit of pain on her face, "once, this trait of his body attracted me. I married him regardless of the opposition of my family. I think I fell in love with him."

Rod was silent, listening to Bisha

"Unfortunately, he didn't have the potential to become a swordsman after all. To become a high-level swordsman is the limit of his ability. With the growth of age, his body gradually becomes weak, and his sword is not as swift as it used to be. "

As she spoke, Bisha turned her head slightly and wiped away her tears with her hands.

"In front of him, his physical quality is getting worse day by day, and he begins to become anxious and irritable. Until that day, a priest found him

Seems to think of something, than the yarn's hand began to tremble uneasily.

"The priest told him that if he wanted to become a swordsman, his own strength was only one aspect, or even the unimportant one. The real important thing was to get the recognition of the Holy See, so as to get the reward of the holy mark."

She showed a look of pain.

"The priest also said that if he wants to be appreciated by the Holy See, he just needs to offer his most precious sacrifice to God at harvest day, and God will satisfy all his wishes."

Bisha looked at rod, her eyes reddening slightly.

"I thought that the most precious things in his heart were those exquisite swordsmanship, and he would give those swordsmanship scripts to God... I should have realized all this..."

Her words didn't go on, and rod understood what had happened.

"Is that why you want to take revenge on him?" Asked rod.

She nodded: "I pray to the powerful fallen angels to gain the power that belongs to the krigans. I used the witch's potion to subdue Samson. I don't want to kill him like this. It's too cheap for him. I gouged out his eyes, cut off all the possibilities for him to become a swordsman, and let him live in pain forever... "

"But what I didn't expect was that even if he lost his eyes, he could still fight with the ability known as Hawkeye, and his strength was even stronger than before. Maybe soon, he would become a real swordsman..." she gritted her teeth. "I won't let this happen. I will kill him before he becomes a swordsman. He is not qualified for such honor!"

At this time, looking at Bisha in front of him, rod's eyes also showed some satisfaction: "what kind of price are you willing to pay for killing him?"

"Everything to me." She answered without thinking.

"So you can give up your soul, right?"

Bisha looked at rod in amazement. I don't know why, looking at the dark yellow devil turned into a vicious human, Bisha always feels that this is the real appearance of the devil.

Even so, Bisha nodded and said, "yes, I do."

"Great." Looking at Bisha, rod said slowly.

Before that, rod thought that the culprit for him to complete the mirage mission was samser, a high-level swordsman. It was not until Bisha told all these stories that rod realized that Bisha was the right culprit.

(PS: Ming you Fan Wai)