"Why did you refuse?"
"Why should I agree?"
"You're a prisoner... prisoners should have the self-awareness of prisoners. Help us leave this world, and we'll write to the school and Black Prison, asking them to treat you leniently."
"Can you get me out of Black Prison?"
That was naturally completely impossible. Zheng Qing's expression darkened slightly. Though he had used his talisman gun to threaten the banshee into choosing between death and Black Prison, that did not mean he had completely subdued the banshee before him.
Any hint of weakness would invite backlash.
The young publicly funded student shook the talisman gun in his hand and ordered sternly, "You have no choice."
Nikita looked at the gun muzzle, a trace of fear appearing in her eyes. But her attitude was as unyielding as Zheng Qing's tone. "I truly have no choice... so why should I help you?"
Her words were a little difficult to understand.
Seeming to notice the young wizard's confusion, the banshee paused, then added, "Being shot dead by you, being killed by that Dark Wizard, or being contaminated by the Dark Wizard's memories from the Starry Sky... there's no real difference. So why should I choose the option most beneficial to you out of choices that aren't choices at all?"
It sounded like a tongue twister, but it was not hard to understand. Zheng Qing immediately realized the banshee's concern.
"Why do you think he'll kill you?" he reassured her. "You're helping him, and he knows that... Besides, we still have some Lourdes Holy Water. Those memories won't contaminate you."
Nikita gave the wizard a deep look.
"If a Dark Wizard allowed you into his house, let you split open his skull, poke at the hidden matter in the folds of his gray matter, and tamper with