Man With Super Medical Skill novel Chapter 3458

Casimir no longer held his usual air of sophistication. Instead, a manic, almost desperate fury filled his gaze as he stared at Allyson.

Allyson hesitated, mistrusting Casimir but torn by the possibility that he might have something to say about her father.

"Aren't you curious about what your father said in his final moments?" Casimir taunted, his voice laced with mockery as if he knew exactly where to strike her heart.

Her hesitation vanished, and she stepped closer, her voice cold. "What did my father say?"

"Come a bit closer."

When Allyson leaned in, bringing her ear near Casimir's mouth, he finally spoke. But instead of revealing some heartbreaking final words, he unleashed a torrent of twisted venom, igniting a blaze of fury in her eyes.

"Your father… that old fool begged me to spare you with his dying breath. He pleaded for your life, but I refused. I told him I'd sell his precious daughter to the brothels, that I'd make sure everyone on the island knew the 'governor's daughter' would service every man here. You should have seen the despair in his eyes," he sneered, breaking into a maniacal laugh.

Rage flooded Allyson's mind, her gaze burning with an unquenchable wrath. "You're begging for death," she whispered through clenched teeth, struggling to contain her fury.

Casimir smirked, taunting her further. "Come now, Allyson. I was once your father's sworn brother. You wouldn't kill your uncle, would you? Oh, and after he died, I chopped his body to pieces and threw it to the sharks. How's that for family?"

He laughed wildly, pushing her to the edge, taunting her with every word until, in the midst of his crazed laughter, a dagger sank into his chest.

Casimir's laughter cut off abruptly. He looked down at the dagger protruding from his chest, a strange smile twisting onto his face. "Oh, so naive, Allyson."

With that, his body slumped to the ground, lifeless.

Allyson held the dagger, her eyes locked on the blood dripping from the blade, Casimir's last words echoing in her mind, 'Oh, so naive, Allyson…' She stood frozen, blood dripping from the dagger in her hand.

Matthew approached her quietly, his voice low. "He was right. You let him goad you into killing him because he knew it would unnerve you."

Allyson snapped out of her daze, turning to him with urgency. "Why didn't you stop me then?"

A hint of confusion flickered across Matthew's eyes. "Why would I stop you? This was your goal, wasn't it? Besides, do we even know each other that well for me to worry about your choices?" His tone turned cool.

Matthew had only handed Casimir over out of respect for Allyson's desire to help him and the Veiled Assembly. She had failed to control her emotions, and now she was questioning him for it.

Realizing her mistake, Allyson quickly softened her tone. "I'm sorry. I was just… overwhelmed. I apologize."

At that moment, the fierce, warrior-like woman seemed to lose a bit of her edge, revealing a glimpse of vulnerability—almost like… a young girl.