
Zeno glanced back at the three people who were shuddering in fear while enduring the pain they had just given. It felt funny, even Zeno almost laughed at the look on his face as if he wanted to die, in a slightly low voice, he said, “Didn't you say that those injuries seemed normal, but why are you whining in pain?”
Zeno turned around while reinserting the Ice Sword behind his back, the breath of umpteenth time brought out a mist that signified that it was already midnight and so cold. I don't know, Zeno felt that he had just been in this forest, but who would have thought it had turned out to be half a day and a night that was said to have been quite a while.
“Before you guys leave, I want to ask the three of you.” Zeno threw the ice crystal he had used to threaten, but this time his threat technique was much more terrifying than that one.
How not, the tree roots came out of Zeno's hands and wrapped around the neck of one of them, even Zeno without having any pity, he further strangled the person's neck so strongly. Not only that, the tip of the root appears from the winding in the neck and extends all the way to the person's temple. Sure enough, Zeno looked so calm, but also sadistic.
Wanted to scream, but it felt like the sound flow was blocked with a tremendous tree root giggle. So difficult to breathe made the person become a little dizzy. Good thing, it was fortunate that the person was not the one who was severely stabbed by Turse, but rather the one who was only slightly scratched by Turse's arrow.
“What is the plan of lord ten?” Zeno asked the person next to the one who was suffocating.
It's not fair to the person being strangled. He was in pain, yet another person was being asked, as if he had become a victim. Because of what he was afraid of, his colleague did not want to answer and get himself killed just by the roots of a tree that was so hard as if a tree that was not too new to grow or too old.
“You may also not answer it, but your friend will ...” Zeno briefly looked at the eyes of the person who was strangled by him. For some reason, Zeno also became impatient to break the person's neck.
Just locking his mouth, not answering what Zeno was questioning. Of course, he chose his comrade to die rather than have to inform the ten masters' personal plans. Who is that partner, anyway? Only a peer was not very important, even the three of them also did not have any relationship. They alone came from different regions, yet were still within the same master.
Zeno waited for a few minutes, no answer was heard in Zeno's ears. They were still quite brave even though there was already a poison that was about to react in their body.
Without a doubt, the root that was suffocating one of them was getting so tight and also tight, his eyes bulging as if wanting to come out. Slowly, blood also gushed everywhere towards his friend.
Eager to vomit, Zeno immediately jumped back while pulling the roots of the tree he created. He was so disgusted when he was hit by a splash of red blood. In addition, Zeno also did not want to see the head fall just below his feet with his eyes wide open. It would have been a terrible nightmare for Zeno himself.
“It was really very disgusting.” Zeno removed the root of his tree back which was at the same time with a rolling head accompanied by a pool of blood right next to a head.
Turse even almost vomited, his stomach felt like nausea as if the venison in his stomach wanted to come out. I don't know, Turse is often and has been used to killing people, but it feels like seeing what Zeno does makes him have to turn his face because he does not want that horrible and disgusting thing.
“I reiterate once again, what is the plan of lord ten?” Zeno repeated the question a second time.
“It doesn't matter if you don't want to answer. At least you'll lose your head. And it will be a big problem for you.” Firmly Zeno while staring at the cynics of the two of them.
“Why are you guys so heavy to answer?” Turse looked back at them so seriously, his face looking expressionless yet still not leaving such a terrible impression. “Again, in your body there is already a poison that will work. So you won't be able to run away from me or Mr. Zeno.”
The two of them only gulped so roughly, there was no choice that appealed to him. This all seems to be a very detrimental trap, like going forward and going back. It was completely incompatible with what they were thinking, for they also did not expect that they contained a poison that only Turse had the antidote. That way, they would definitely not be able to run away from Zeno before they carried out the task that Zeno gave them.
“Answing is not a bad thing, it seems.” Their inner self with doubt, taking decisions should be really wise as it is a matter of life being toyed with.
On the other hand, he would face the lord of ten if he obeyed Zeno's words, saying that Zeno was dead and telling Zeno of the ten master's plan in facing the side of Nuvoleon. While on this side, he also had to face someone who was equally cruel to lord ten, the difference was that this person was much younger than lord ten.
With a trembling body, finally one of them spoke up. After all, come to think of it, keeping up with Zeno was far more palatable than still being loyal to lord ten. “Lord ten's plan, he had already led half of the army of Nuvoleon to ascend to Mount Apiluc, thus, lord ten could so easily finish off the rising army. While the half are still under the mountain, they will not go up to the top of the mountain because there is no command.”
“Government?” Zeno raised his eyebrows.
“True, since you managed to kill general Tamichi, then lord ten sent someone by claiming that he was one of the troops belonging to general Tamichi. The man would go to the imperial army to inform the general of the message, that half the army was assigned to go up the mountain. Although it was actually a fake message.” Said one of them who was still so scared.
Hearing that, Zeno smiled widely, it turned out that he was very helped when the lord of ten did that, even though he knew that lord of ten sent someone to send him, but at least, at least, making a plan to send fake news to mr. ten with the intermediary of his own men is a good decision.