A Ruthless Plan

Faldeus was considering how to escape. Right now, the safest place was undoubtedly the Magic Workshop beneath his prison.

If he added a few defensive barriers there, it might even withstand the impact of a nuclear bomb.

Suddenly, one of the people monitoring him looked strange. Then, a red cylindrical object squeezed out from his body.

After a distortion, his appearance transformed into Jester Karture's.

Jester had died once again. Not only had he failed to take out anyone, but he had also been abandoned by the Pale Rider.

Although the contract remained, he could no longer command it. With only one Command Spell left, he did not dare use it recklessly.

He had been killed by Father Hansa and Xiao Sha just like that. Now that he only had two lives remaining, he had to proceed with even greater caution.

Seeing Jester in this state, Faldeus knew he had suffered a setback. However, that suited him perfectly.

He needed to steady Jester, earn his trust, and make him allow Independent Action.

However, Faldeus, who was skilled at exploiting human nature, understood that blindly flattering a Dead Apostle like Jester would instead make him suspect something was wrong and perhaps turn him into a Dead Apostle.

Sometimes, he had to administer strong medicine—strike at the other's sore spot, then offer reasonable advice. That would make the other party see him in a new light.

Faldeus: "It seems things have not gone well for you, Mr. Jester."

In response, Jester seized him by the throat with one large hand and threatened him furiously.

As long as the other party had not tried to kill him immediately, Faldeus knew things were stable.

Struggling, Faldeus said, "Mr. Jester, it is not as though you have no chance to turn things around. I have