“Go on! You were sent by William, weren’t you. What are you plotting?” Tim immediately sat down to one side.
“Haha… I’m afraid that your brother can’t order me around. If you want to confirm my identity, how about this?” Karen lifted her hand, and a scroll covered in the Scarlet Tiger’s skull and dagger seal flew directly to Tim.
“It really is you people…” Tim touched the unique imprint on the parchment in disbelief, his eyes slowly growing as round as saucers.
“What do you want?” Without quite knowing why, Tim’s heart began to beat wildly.
“Didn’t I say before? We’re going to help you become the marquis, my lord,” Karen smiled.
“What sort of joke is this, William is still here, and apart from him there’s still…” Tim mumbled.
“Then just let them all die,” Karen’s words were filled with venom.
“Let them all die!” Tim bonelessly flopped onto his chair as he heard her speak his mind, but his eyes actually shone...