"I can tell you about that woman, but in exchange, you need to call one of your men over. I have some questions for him," Benjamin said to the scar-faced man.
The scar-faced man's subordinates had all been sent outside. Now, there were only the two of them in the sewers. Benjamin could have used magic to kill the scar-faced man right then, and no one would have discovered it.
But he did not.
If he killed the scar-faced man, finding that assassin would become troublesome again. Rather than resorting to force so quickly, it was better to negotiate first. Since Mr. Assassin was the scar-faced man's subordinate, having the scar-faced man call him over would be very convenient.
Once he had finished asking his questions and the scar-faced man sent Mr. Assassin away, Benjamin could make his move. After killing the scar-faced man, he only needed to find another sewer exit and slip away without a trace. Those men outside probably would not even know what had happened.
It could not be helped. There were too many of them; Benjamin could not kill them all. Besides, that would be rather bloody and could easily lead to trouble.
This was the plan Benjamin had come up with on the way here. It was fairly thorough. The only difficulty was how to persuade the scar-faced man.
He certainly would not agree to Benjamin's proposal so easily.
"An exchange? Who the hell do you think you are? What gives you the right to negotiate with me? I even killed a Paladin—what makes you think I wouldn't dare kill you?"
As he spoke, the scar-faced man pulled out a pistol without another word and pressed it against Benjamin's forehead. His index finger rested on the trigger. With a light pull, Benjamin's head would