Chapter 36
A Battle of Wits.
["Would you believe me if I said, 'I don't know'?"]
A shameless lie — so blatant not even a passing mother would fall for it. I didn't feel the need to dignify it with a response.
At the end of that tense silence, the first to yield was Aurelius. He raised both hands playfully and clicked his metal jaw.
["Unlike the rumors, it seems the Defier of the Dark Gods needs a reason to hunt down their worshipers."]
He brought up his duty as a priest who serves the gods — but of course, that meant nothing to me, who serves the Mother of Corruption.
I smiled and replied,
"I'm here now as a mercenary. It just seemed like our employer might've conveniently forgotten to include a few details about this job."
His metallic eyes, unreadable as ever, calmly looked down at me.
["You've come as a mercenary, then..."]
"Kill!!!"