I knew this was a confrontation.
Though there were no real weapons involved, he was doing everything he could to destroy my beliefs and crush my confidence.
If all my companions betrayed me and left, the blow would probably hurt even more than being killed.
At that moment, my heart ached faintly, as though everything he said had truly happened.
"Actually, if you don't want to lose them, there is a way. Kill me." A few traces of viciousness appeared on his face. "It depends on whether you have what it takes."
I said nothing and did not move.
He continued to stare at me. "Kill me, and you'll take back everything that belongs to you. You'll be able to leave this place too. In short, only by killing me can you do what you want." As he spoke, he took two steps forward.
For some reason, when I saw him approach, I couldn't help backing away.
There was not the slightest killing intent on him. On the contrary, he seemed to be seeking death with all his heart!
The moment he had tried to persuade me just now, I too had felt the urge to kill him.
I was worried about my friends and companions, and I didn't want to waste too much time here. But were those reasons enough to kill him? In their words, I was good and he was evil. But did his evil mean I had to kill him? If I did, what would make me any different from him?
With that thought, the impulse vanished.
"Woman's benevolence!" He looked at me coldly.
I smiled. "I really can't think of any reason to kill you. In my view, your existence must have meaning. I've always believed that whatever exists is reasonable."
He frowned and narrowed