Chapter 33: An Offer
Fraid looked up at him from below, his legs trembling. Although he was armed, his head was just as vulnerable as everyone else’s. What good was his armor? If he got an accurate shot to the head, he would still die.
Somehow, he was more afraid because of what had happened to Sir Brandiel.
"...You don’t know who you’ve murdered..." Fraid replied, trembling.
Louis pressed his pistol to his head and put his hand firmly on the trigger.
"You want me to push you, then?"
Louis aimed at the knee and fired...or so he wanted to.
"I’LL GIVE IT TO YOU!" Fraid shouted just before it happened.
"Pretty quick. You look like you’re afraid of pain." Louis scoffed and bent down. "If so, then get them out."
Fraid quickly reached into his pockets and pulled out some money cards containing different amounts.
From 10 thousand, all the way up to 100 thousand.
Each of them was placed in his hand.