"Are you trying to get into a debate with me over whether the chicken or the egg came first?" Veronica fired back.
She was still trying to delay him.
Just then, she noticed that Nelson seemed to be swaying a little. He even rubbed his eyes. "W-What… did you do to me—"
Bang!
Nelson fell to the ground before he could finish speaking.
As he fell, he fired the gun at Veronica.
She leaped to the side to dodge the bullet.
The gunshot echoed in the forest.
"Phew…"
Veronica exhaled and walked over to Nelson. She took both her necklace and the gun away from him.
The man was lying weakly on the ground, staring at her in disbelief.
She felt a little bad for him. After all, it was a life.
She frowned and said, "If… you have any last wishes, you can tell me."
Nelson's hands were shaking. He tried to grab her but couldn't muster enough strength to raise his hands at all, so he used the last of it to stammer, "I… I… have a younger brother… named Lionel Clove."
"Lionel Clove? Where's he now?"
"Q-Queen Tanya… has imprisoned him… If… I don't… kill you, my younger brother… will die." Blood began trickling out of Nelson's nose. "I beg you… Please… save him."
Veronica's heart was heavy.
She knew neither one of them bore a grudge against the other, but they both had things they had to do.
Nelson showed her enough kindness. She wouldn't have been able to attack him if he hadn't been compassionate enough to deliver a token of hers to someone else after her death.
"Alright. I promise."
Veronica took his hand. "In your next life, you should just be an ordinary person. You're not cut out to be a killer."
He's too kind for the job.
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