Chapter 66
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The man had a shaggy beard. His cloak was old and looked very sloppy overall. His breath stunk of mold and he had a long scar down the side of his eye. There was no way he was a guest worthy of Yerna.
"You've become more beautiful since the last time we met, Mistress Yerna."
Yerna smirked in response to the man's compliment.
“What about my request?”
"Of course…”
The man picked up the package he had placed on the floor.
“As always, I’m prepared.”
He took out a small, finger-sized glass bottle that contained a transparent liquid.
“…Is that all?”
Yerna frowned slightly as she saw how small it was. The poison needed to be mixed with some kind of food or drink, but would that much even be lethal after being diluted?
“I beg your pardon, but it’s more than enough.”
The man was confident.
"Do you remember when the soldiers of Rwan Kingdom died in droves few years ago?"
"I do."
