You can put a curse on me

He turned to the guard standing ready at the entrance of the prison room. Gives his head signal towards the prisoner in the chair. The guard immediately moved. Walked towards the prisoner, opened the chains binding his hands and feet. To remove and brought out of there.

Meanwhile, heard an exclamation from Farley. A happy smile spread across Sentia's lips. "There's nothing your eyes will miss," exclaimed Sentia, then continued saying, "Finally, after a long time, I can stretch out my arms and legs. But he disappointed me a little, I just gave him a few tricks, he was fascinated, after that he fell limp, pathetic," sneered Sentia as she turned to the prisoner beside her. With a disgusting look.

"That's why I sent you to him, I know you have tricks hidden up your sleeves" Farley praised with a small smile on his lips and a satisfied look in his eyes.

"Well, at least I didn't disappoint you," she added happily, with sparkling eyes looking at Farley.

"Put him in the chair," Farley ordered the two guards after he saw them finish removing the previous prisoner.

The two guards swiftly moved the prisoners brought by Sentia. The same chair in the middle of the prison room. Tie it up there. Without being ordered, one of the guards left the prison room only to return carrying a bucket filled with cold water. He splashed the cold water on the face of the prisoner who was sitting slumped on the prison chair.

A deft voice came from the prisoner's mouth as soon as he woke up from his stupor. His head lifted, only to be faced with two familiar figures. He tried to move his hands and feet. Unfortunately, both were tied tightly to the chair. His face showed that he was aware of the condition he was facing.

The amazing thing was, there was no fear in his eyes. Nor did fear emerge between the glare in his eyes which stared at Farley and remained loyal. He sat there quietly.

"Lejaa, long time no see," said Farley, with an expressionless face. His eyes were sharp, as sharp as the dagger that was used to stab the previous prisoner in the heart.

"I didn't know, you can use despicable methods like this" Lejaa ignored Farley's greeting, he immediately mocked him as soon as his mouth opened to speak.

"In war, there are no despicable methods, there are only goals achieved and winning the war," he answered without being provoked by his ridicule.

"I see, you have no dignity anymore," remarked Lejaa, the pout on her lips growing wider.

"Same with you" this time Farley attacked him with the same thing "Hiding like a coward, using your subordinates as bait, how pathetic".

"I can't help, to deal with cunning people like you, I need a strategy," Lejaa's eyes glanced at Sentia. It was only a split second, he focused his attention on Farley again, in his mind he was thinking of a way to get out of the situation he was in.

"You haven't changed, you're still the same as usual," exclaimed Farley indifferently. He stood calmly in front of Lejaa.

"Old habits, it's hard to change," said Lejaa indifferently.

"Do you want a fast, slightly painful method, or a slow method that is so painful that you wish you could die quickly?" asked Farley, no longer making small talk. He needed to finish this as quickly as possible, so he could report to Kendric.

"I have a proposal," he said lightly, as if he was discussing a normal conversation about work that humans usually do.

"Is that a bargain?" Farley's eyes grew darker and sharper. Staring closely at Lejaa who was sitting there relaxed and calm.

"You could say that" A flash of evil flashed in his black eyes. Confident that the trick will work.

"And what is that, let's see, if it can interest me" Farley answered, his head tilted to the side. Waiting patiently.

"I will tell you all the information you want, but in return. Hand over Leigh Quinn" Lejaa spoke as if he were someone who was easy to reconcile and follow his will. Unfortunately, the person he is currently deal with is Farley, a figure who is always careful with his every move and is full of anticipation from various aspects of what will happen.

"What do you want from her?" he asked in a serious tone, seeming hopeful.

"Just to eliminate a simple little nuisance," Lejaa answered casually as if he wanted to easily eliminate a race on this earth.

"You know, you don't have a chance to negotiate in your current condition, right" Farley reminded him, he clearly saw that Lejaa had lost ground to stand on. Forgot that he was sitting tied to a prison chair.

"I can be useful to you in the future," added Lejaa smoothly and his head tilted slightly upwards, showing a sense of arrogance if he had more advantage conditions.

"If you can betray your current master, I can see that you will betray me in the future too" paused for a moment only to return the words he said at the beginning of their conversation "You have no dignity at all"

"As you said, there is nothing despicable during war" and Lejaa also returned Farley's words with a scornful tone, accompanied by a grin of evil on his thick face without any dignity.

"How would I know, if you didn't trick me?" asked Farley to make sure, his face showed the impression that he was looking for trust in Lejaa's eyes.

"You can put a curse on me" he blurt out smoothly full of confidence.

Silence filled the dungeon. The only sound was the sound of water dripping on the tap outside the prison room, it seemed like the guard didn't close it tightly when he had finished filling the cold water to pour it on Lejaa earlier.

"Very Well" exclaimed Farley, he walked over to Lejaa, with an expressionless and unreadable face. "Give me your hand," he asked casually, like asking a small child for candy who was excited because he had a lot of candy in his hand.

Before Lejaa responded to his request, Sentia's voice was heard "Farley, you know that's impossible to happen!" her voice sounded anxious, worried that Farley would fall for Lejaa's trick.

Hearing Sentia's words, he answered without looking at her "I know." She should have known, no one could trick Farley, as long as he knew who he was dealing with.

A wide smile spread across Lejaa's mouth, extending to his eyes. Victory smile. Without waiting he turned his bound palms, facing up for Farley to place his hand on top of his.

Without delay, Farley bent himself slightly so he could place his hand on top of Lejaa's. He gripped his hand tightly. For a while nothing happened. But the next second. A gasp could be heard from Lejaa's mouth, not a breath, more precisely a scream that was stuck in his throat. His voice sounded like someone was trying to speak while his mouth was being gagged with a large cloth covering his mouth tightly. So that he couldn't make any sound.

What Lejaa felt was all over her body, as if there were thousands of needles piercing his whole body, not from outside but from inside. He wanted to scream so hard because the pain was unbearable. The needles seemed to pierce, penetrating every inch of the organs in his body, tearing them apart without mercy, and destroying his organs from the inside. What was more painful was that the needles also attacked his brain, and every nerve that ran to his head. Gradually amidst his muffled sounds, blood flowed out of his mouth, eyes, ears and nose. Makes him look scary and disgusting.

When the needle attack began to subside, it indicated that every organ in his body was almost damaged, far from being able to be cured. Only death awaited him.

With heavy and painful efforts, his eyes were blurry because his corneas were damaged. He looked at Farley and said haltingly "You...you...lost...the...information that...was so...needed...by Ken. ..dric"

A cynical smile graced Farley's lip. "Why do I still need it, when you've already spilled the beans?"

Lejaa's eyebrows were knitted deeply, he didn't understand what Farley meant, as far as he could remember, he hadn't told him any information's. So why did he say that he had leaked it to him? That's impossible to happen.

Without disappointing him, Farley said, "Your eyes, reveal everything" and that's when Lejaa realized, he had heard that Farley had the power to read just from their eyes. He thought it was like someone who could read other people's minds. But in fact, this is different. Reading other people's minds, you can only hear what that person is saying while his mind are focused on that person. It's different with eye highlights. It's much more efficient and complete, apart from knowing what secrets the person wants to hide, Farley can also get other complete information, why, what, cause, effect and the results he wants to achieve. The look in the eyes is the purest thing in a person, with just the look in the eyes, ordinary people can randomly catch other people's desires, let alone Farley who has power far beyond that.