Garen stared at Vivi with a face full of confusion, while Vivi's fair cheeks were flushed red with embarrassment.
If not for Miss Doublefinger's venomous glare in the background, the scene would have seemed quite lighthearted and cheerful.
However, Miss Doublefinger soon lacked even the strength to raise her head and glare.
The sword wound that had pierced through her chest and abdomen had damaged Miss Doublefinger's lungs. Difficulty breathing and severe coughing of blood quickly followed, while oxygen deprivation and blood loss gradually caused her to lose control over both her body and mind.
Such a death was undoubtedly painful and terrifying.
Even though Miss Doublefinger was a professional assassin and an experienced agent, she could not calmly face death.
Garen looked at the half-dead Miss Doublefinger and said,
"Answer one question for me."
"And I'll give you a chance to survive."
Garen noticed Miss Doublefinger's somewhat excessive rate of blood loss and, without waiting for her answer, got straight to the point.
"Vivi said that you and that bald guy came to the East Blue together to carry out a mission."
"Where is that bald guy?"
The rewards for killing the strong far exceeded those gained from harvesting the weak.
Ever since hearing from Vivi that two high-ranking Baroque Works agents had come to the East Blue, Garen had been looking forward to a pleasant encounter with them.
He just had not expected one of the two to actually deliver herself right to his doorstep.
Miss Doublefinger also knew that the little life she had left did not allow room for bargaining. After hearing Garen's question, tormented by fear of death, she immediately answered with difficulty in a voice like a broken bellows.
"He's in the Goa Kingdom."
"The employer is the high-ranking noble Autluk Family."
"The Goa