Organ rental company in another world

Chapter 147 The Kingdom's Eyes and Spy

"Daisy, what did you say?"

Koroya stared incredulously at the woman he had shared a bed with for three years; Daisy had never seemed so unfamiliar to him.

"This is all your own fault! If you hadn't insisted on getting involved in this stupid mission, I wouldn't have been captured along with you! And I wouldn't be a cripple like this now!"

Daisy wiped away her tears, her expression turning cold: "Since you're going to die, I'll be honest with you. You think that just because you ransomed me from the bandits, I'll be devoted to you? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror?"

You're ugly and poor! Since I started dating you, I haven't had a single good day! If I weren't a worthless slut who'd been with a dozen men and nobody wanted me, who would want to live with a stinking toad like you?!

Koroya's eyes were red with anger, his rough, large face was tense, and his expression was a mixture of grief and indignation.

He braced himself on the ground, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, his voice like that of a wild beast: "I sold the shop to redeem you, I took this mission, I betrayed Homan, and who do you think I did all this for?!"

"You filthy bitch!!"

With a roar, Koroya braced himself against the ground and charged at Daisy like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

A crimson shield enveloped Daisy, and Chloe slammed her head against it, frantically pounding on it like a madman.

Still shaken, Daisy pointed her left finger at Chorroia and shouted, "Homan! Twist his head off!"

She suddenly realized that her left hand had returned at some point.

Koroya also felt a sharp pain in his lower limbs, and his severed legs grew back quickly.

"Alright, the game is over. You can leave now," Norn said.

The two stared at Norn in astonishment, Daisy being the most desperate of them all.

She had just vented all the resentment she had kept hidden in her heart for many years. If Chloe didn't die now, she would be the one to die later!

"Hohman! Stop messing around! You started this game yourself, how can you stop halfway through!?"

"I can stop this game whenever I want. You two, get out of here."

Norn did not remove the shield from Daisy because he knew that as soon as the shield disappeared, Chroya would kill Daisy without hesitation.

He didn't want to see anyone die in the room; his intention was to let Choroa also experience the taste of betrayal, and the actual effect was much better than Norn had anticipated.

Gloria silently got up and walked to the door, while Daisy remained seated, unwilling to move.

"Homan, save me! Please don't be so cruel! I'm perfectly fine! With a little care, I'm just as attractive as those street prostitutes!"

Daisy begged for mercy while taking off her clothes, but this disgraceful act did not achieve her goal.

"Do you want to die right now? Get out of here." Norn replied coldly, and Daisy could only leave timidly.

The two left the room, and the room returned to calm.

"Arno, come and tidy up."

Arno received the order, walked over, threw the bone on the ground into his mouth, chewed it up, and swallowed it.

When Daisy's remaining nine upside-down wooden cups were uncovered, they were all found to contain bones.

Norn deceived them; he had hidden bones in all ten wooden cups he had prepared for Daisy.

Every time Daisy takes the plunge, she's guaranteed to win, which will hasten the breakdown of their relationship.

"Hohman, your game design is quite interesting. If it spread to the South, it would probably become a plaything for many slave owners," Shared said with great interest.

"The South? Was the slave industry very developed there?"

"Of course, over seventy percent of the population in the entire Hoklim region are slaves."

"I see." Norn remembered that Mia had mentioned this place when they first met.

"Also, Homan, I have a question for you." Shared became serious.

"What's the problem?"

"Hohmann, that's not your real name, is it?"

Norn was startled; the subtle change in his pupils as they contracted was noticed by Shared.

"Looks like I guessed right. Your real name is Norn, isn't it? The guy who conspired with the Gicassons to murder the king."

After he finished speaking, a layer of blood-red shield immediately enveloped Norn, and Arno, who was standing next to him, also stood up and assumed a fighting stance.

"How did you know?" Arcs of electricity flickered on Norn's hand.

"Don't be nervous, I mean you no harm! Otherwise, I wouldn't be here telling you this."

Shared quickly waved his hand, "Can you calm down first? I'll explain it to you slowly."

Norn stopped casting his lightning spell, but the shield remained. "Speak!"

"Just today, I met a man, and I could tell from his words and actions that he was a soldier from the capital."

"I asked him why he wasn't staying in Basel and had come here. He replied that he had been sent out to find someone."

"A few days ago, the Holy See's Emperor Dante was attacked by a black sorcerer. He and his heretical monsters are currently roaming outside, and the kingdom has now dispatched a large number of soldiers to inquire about their whereabouts."

"As soon as he finds any clues about them, he will immediately notify Dante, and then use dimensional teleportation magic to descend and wipe out the heretics."

Sharred paused for a moment and continued, "The soldier described the two men's appearances to me, and I immediately thought of you two. That's why I let you stay here. Heaven knows how many spies the kingdom has in Desert Village right now."

"Dimensional transfer? If Dante knows my location, can he just get here instantly?"

"Of course, dimensional teleportation is a large-scale teleportation magic that he has researched. As long as he has enough magic power, he can instantly reach any place in the world."

Norn was terrified by Shared's description. It felt like being in the universe of The Three-Body Problem, where knowing one's coordinates would immediately invite an attack.

"Among the features he described to me, he particularly emphasized the single horn on Arnold's head. If you want to hide it, you'd better cut off the horn."

As he spoke, Shared took a file from under the bed and tossed it to Norn.

Norn deactivated his crimson shield and picked up the file from the ground.

He was skeptical of Shared's words, after all, he had been lied to by too many people along the way.

But what Shared said made sense; it was indeed risky to keep Arnold sporting that big black horn.

After Norn explained to Arno in his mind, Arno obediently squatted down and lowered his body to let Norn grind the corners.

However, the hardness of this black horn far exceeded Norn's expectations. After grinding it for most of the day, even smoothing out the serrations on the file, not a single speck of dust was produced.

Norn shook his slightly numb hand. "Arno, try to break it yourself and see if you can."

Arno trusted Norn completely, so he reached out his right hand, grabbed his own horn, and snapped it open with a sudden force.

The intense pain made it stop immediately, roar at Norn, and then curl up in the corner, its pale eyes filled with tears.