Dust of History Chapter 88: Seeking skin with a tiger (Part 2)

"I told him not to go." After listening to Ai Yimei's story, Granny Al frowned and snorted.

"Mother-in-law, I know you are definitely not an ordinary person, and I know you must be very worried about Brother Asa, can you...can you tell me what else I can do to rescue Brother Asa?"

"I don't know what else to do...I'm just a retired old woman...but..." Grandma Al looked at Ai Yimei and shook her head slightly, her eyes were as clear as water But it's bottomless, it can reflect everything down to the last detail, but nothing can touch her bottom. "From your demeanor and tone, you can see that although you are sad, you don't seem to be in a panic. What can you do?"

"I do have a way, but I don't know if it's a good way, but now, I can only do this...I...I...I reached an agreement with two very bad guys Agreement, I'll help them get something, they help me save Brother Asa...I also know that these two people are too dangerous, they are not good people, maybe I'm seeking skin from a tiger...but I can't just wait like this Brother Asa was killed by them..."

Ai Yimei didn't know what kind of person this old woman was. Asa and Talis had never told her the real identity of this old woman. It's simple.

But no matter how difficult she is, she is an old man who has lived in seclusion after all. It is really impossible for her to do what two cardinals and necromancers are not able to do. So Ai Yimei just came here with the mentality of giving it a try and told her about Asa's arrest.

"Grandma, do you know who Brother Asa has any friends, please go and inform them...Although this matter is difficult, but there is at least one more hope..."

Grandma Al shook her head and said coldly! "I don't know any of his friends. And even if I knew him, I wouldn't tell them. Glory Castle is heavily guarded, who can sneak in and rescue the people who are under strict guard? Even if they go, they will die in vain."

"The most important thing is that I told him not to go, he asked for it. Everyone should pay for his actions." Granny Al looked at Ai Yimei coldly. "And I suggest you don't go. You have to know that you are against the entire Glory Castle. Can you be the opponent of Magnus and Lancelot? And your allies cannot be called allies at all. You know If you do too much, they will never let you go. There is only a 1% chance that they will help you, and even if they do, there is only a 1% chance that they will be able to rescue the kid."

"Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, I will do it with ten thousand ten thousand strength." Ai Yimei's voice is very soft, but firm as a mountain.

"If that kid knew that you did such a stupid thing, he would definitely not approve of it."

Ai Yimei did not speak, but her eyes and expression did not waver in the slightest.

"I've already reached this point. If you want to do it, do it for yourself." Granny Al turned around and stopped looking at Ai Yimei.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, mother-in-law." Aiyimei bowed to the back of Grandma Al, bowed, and walked out of the hut.

Hearing the sound of Aimee's footsteps fading away, Grandma Al sighed long and alone in the room. She sat down at the table. Startled in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, she stood up, dragged out a box from under the bed, opened it, and inside was a set of black clothes, a strangely shaped dagger and a golden skull mask. props. She looked at these things with a wry smile on her face.

Just as she reached out to these things in the box, all the expressions on her face suddenly disappeared. The originally bright and deep eyes suddenly turned into two needles. She said coldly: "Guy outside, if you don't want to die, don't move around. There are more than ten magic traps around here. I can kill you at least twenty times just by moving my little finger."

"Don't worry, Dear Agrinel, I don't mean any harm. I came here to find you something important." A nice male voice came from outside the house.

"I was able to get to this distance before I discovered it. Your skills are not bad. I haven't smelled the necromantic breath of people in the guild for a while, but I haven't seen you. You should be one of these two. One of the little guys who joined in ten years." Granny Al stood at the door. Looking at the middle-aged man in the distance outside the house, he asked coldly. "What's your name?"

"The name of a junior is not worth mentioning, you can call me Inham." The middle-aged man smiled and saluted. Although he was only dressed in a very ordinary attire, his demeanor was far superior to any aristocratic gentleman dressed wantonly.

"So it's you?" Grandma Al was taken aback.

"You know me?" The man was a little surprised.

"I've heard that you have been messing around, little guy. You actually have the guts to come to me?

Just because of any one of those things you have done, I have enough reasons to kill you. "

Grandma Al's eyes swept over Bishop Inham. "But since you dare to come to me, I believe there is a reason for me not to kill you. How do you know that I am here?"

"A very useful person told me. Dear Agrinel, I came here to tell you. The young man you have been taking care of growing up, and the hilt of the Black Star It fell into the hands of His Majesty Magnus. But didn’t the little girl come to your place before, and you must know the specific situation.”

"So you are the villain that the little girl said? It seems that she has a good eye, and she can see your true colors. Then why are you here?"

"Of course I'm here to help you with advice." Inham smiled charmingly. "I know you must also have a headache as to how to save that kid."

"Save him? Why do you want to save him? I'm not stupid enough to break into Shining Castle~IndoMTL.com~ Especially that guy Magnus has already got the King's Ring, and the whole Shining Castle has been with him My own consciousness is connected, and whoever goes there will just die." Granny Al looked at Bishop Inham with colder and sharper eyes, as did her voice. "Maybe you don't know yet, what I hate most in my life is being held hostage and used by others. You are courting death."

"I hope you still listen to me. It's not too late for you to draw a conclusion after listening." The smile on Inham's face is still there, still so charming.

"Oh? Are you so confident in your eloquence? Maybe I'll be interested in adding a tongue to my collection..."

"It's not that I have confidence in my eloquence, but I have confidence in your judgment."

"Interesting, tell me." Grandma Al leaned against the door.

Inham smiled wryly: "But before that, can you invite me in? Although this place is remote, it's really weird for people to see me talking to you from such a far place outside your house."

Grandma Al thought for a while, then turned and went into the house. "Get out of here."