"Good night, madam." Kenley used calm eyes to meet her gaze.
When dealing with this kind of superior person, he couldn't be cowardly, otherwise he would only be treated as a weak person.
The weak can have their life and death easily decided by the strong.
"Alec Zorn is dead?"
"I personally did it." Kenley didn't hide it, he took off the ring from his left hand, quietly placing it on the small table between the two people.
Damn it, coming to this black market today was a mistake.
"What a pity, I thought after he bought back that formula he would be able to quickly consume it, what a cowardly fellow." The lady put down the red wine in her hand and sighed slightly, her body leaned forward slightly, revealing her beautiful face under the gas lamp, a head of golden hair simply draped behind her back, with only one strand of golden hair playfully coming out from inside, she used her right hand to play with that strand of golden hair, looking at Kenley with teasing eyes.
"Your courage is not small."
"He killed many people, even his own subordinates he didn't spare, I was just eliminating harm for Tingen City."
"Eliminating harm?"
This word deeply attracted the other party's attention.
"You are an official Beyonder!" The lady's eyes narrowed slightly, her right hand lifted lightly, powerful pressure pressed Kenley firmly onto the sofa.
"I cannot tolerate your existence here." The lady leaned back, clapped her hands, the door in the wall quietly opened again, Thorn who had been waiting at the door stepped forward, "Madam, please give your orders."
"Kill him, throw the body outside the city to feed the wolves." The lady picked up her wine glass and took a sip, easily deciding Kenley's life and death as casually as deciding tonight's menu.
"As you wish, madam." Thorn walked forward with a sinister smile, forcefully gripping Kenley's arms, he felt the other party's hands were like a giant crab's pincers, firmly clamping him and dragging him outside.
The other party was a beyonder who survived by relying on strength, very likely from the "Warrior" sequence, the power of a "Thief" was as laughable as a chick meeting an eagle in front of him.
What to do? His survival time was only a few seconds left.
Pray to the Goddess of Night for help? It might be useful, but would the Goddess think he was useless and abandon him?
Even if it was useful, he didn't have time to prepare the things needed for the ritual.
He might have time for one sentence.
Dead brain, think quickly!
Got it, a flash of inspiration struck Kenley's mind.
"Is your surname Jacob or Zoroaster?" Kenley used his last strength to ask this sentence before being dragged out the door.
"Release him." The lady's cold voice rang in Kenley's ears.
"Go out, let me ask this little fellow what he knows."
Phew, temporarily saved.
Thorn glared at Kenley with resentful eyes, bowed slightly, and backed out of the room, the door in the wall closed silently again.
"You know a lot, dear little fellow." The lady took a cup from the shelf beside her, poured a glass of red wine for Kenley, placing it in front of him, "My name is Diana Gallias, my surname follows my incompetent husband, but my maiden name before marriage, as you said, is Jacob."
"Respected descendant of the Jacob family, Mrs. Diana Jacob, please allow me to pay respect to your noble family surname." Kenley nodded slightly to her, picked up the red wine glass and took a big gulp.
"Just now you were careful, didn't drink a sip of Intis highland coffee, but now you don't refuse thirty-year-old Olmir red wine." Diana Jacob raised her eyebrows looking at Kenley, "Should I praise your taste in red wine, or should I appreciate your caution."
"Coming to a strange place, strange drinks are not suitable for risky tasting, but when knowing you can dispose of my life at will, whether this glass is delicious wine or a cup of poison makes no difference to me." Kenley smacked his lips, "You could save a bit, give me a cup of cheap table wine, I similarly couldn't taste the difference between the two."
Hehehe.
Diana Jacob laughed until tears flowed out, "Interesting little fellow, I haven't seen someone like you for a long time."
"What conspiracy do you have coming here today?"
"Conspiracy, I'm just a 'Thief' looking for the next stage potion formula."
"The officials don't have further formulas, I can only search underground."
"I'm very curious, the Jacob family was once such a prominent family, why establish an underground black market in Tingen City, could worldly money still have any use for someone of your status?" Kenley leaned on the sofa, took another sip of Olmir red wine, talking eloquently as if he had equal status with Diana.
"Money is a wonderful thing, it can control people's lives, and can also manipulate the world's direction."
"Family, honor, these ethereal things need very strong power to control, and money is just one type of power among them." Diana used her index finger to lightly wipe away the liquid that flowed from the corner of her eyes due to laughter.
"I can give you what you want, but what will you give in return?"
"I don't have anything on me that you would value, but you can try betting on me." Kenley drank the red wine in his cup in one gulp, the alcohol made a slight flush appear on his face.
"A courageous statement, I'll give you a chance to persuade me."
This is my opportunity!
"If you bet now, the stakes are just a penny to you, but you can get a loyal ally, but next year when you bet, you might need a pound stake to gain an ally, after some more time..." Kenley spread his hands, "I'm afraid the money you need will exceed one hundred pounds, or more."
"Your tone is not small, your courage also makes me admire." Diana Jacob took a small sip of red wine, "If my husband had half your courage, I probably wouldn't have had to drown him in a ditch."
Kenley involuntarily swallowed.
So the other party was a black widow, probably took a fancy to something her husband had.
"However, you don't yet have the stakes to call yourself an ally."
"As you said, I indeed don't care about this one penny, if the right side of the scale is your life, considering your courage just now, it can barely be established." Diana Jacob extended her right hand, the pen and a sheet of white paper on the nearby table floated over, she reached out and wrote a few strokes on it, handing it to Kenley.
Kenley took that paper and looked at it carefully under the gas lamp, it read:
"Sequence 8, 'Swindler'."
"Main materials, one Human-faced Orchid flower, one larva of Psychedelic Worm cluster, auxiliary materials, one hundred milliliters pure water, twenty milliliters others' tears, one lapis lazuli, ten grams white chestnut balm."
Success!
He not only relied on deception to obtain a chance for survival, but also obtained the formula he wanted.
"The formula is correct." Diana Jacob looked at Kenley reading very seriously and laughed, "You can take this paper away, or find someone to verify its authenticity."
"I believe you wouldn't lie about one penny." Kenley stuffed the formula into his chest.
"Since I have already bet, then, your life is temporarily stored with me." Diana Jacob put down her wine glass, "When I need you I will find you, my night owl has remembered your scent."
A huge black night owl flew over with fluttering wings from nearby, standing on Diana's shoulder, staring at Kenley with night-like pupils.
Kenley nodded silently.
His fate had already been controlled by another hand.
This hand looked very dangerous, but before the Goddess, he still had a chance to survive.
Diana Jacob clapped her hands, the door in the wall opened once again, Thorn stepped forward.
"Send this respected one-penny gentleman away from here."
"He is now one of our own."
"Madam?" Thorn instinctively widened his eyes, the night owl on Diana Jacob's shoulder cawed, extremely dissatisfied with Thorn's reaction.
Diana Jacob's gaze slowly passed over his body, seemingly somewhat dissatisfied with his reaction.
"If this is your order, madam." Thorn's brain turned rapidly, stepping back, bowing deeply to Diana Jacob in front of him.
That deep resentment lingered around Thorn, Kenley glanced at Thorn's face, deeply remembering that disgusting face in his heart.
This bastard clearly wanted to kill me just now.
I remember you, this bastard.
"Take that ring, it still has use." Diana Jacob picked up that ring with her left hand, the ring spun countless circles in the air, directly flying into Kenley's chest.
"Explain it to him."
"Yes, madam."