Chapitre 85: He's my Brother

"Accomodations?" Charles repeated. The reply explained a lot, but still yet it didn't make much sense. Hadn't this same man attacked him in this same house? Why would he ever seek refuge in a house that belonged to the enemy.

"Are you joking with us? Why would someone from the Guild even consider living in the house of an advocate?" Wilson stole the words out of his brother's mouth. Both of them were curious, and this man's reply wasn't making much sense.

Nigel thought again for a while. These Advocates were asking way too many questions, and were constantly pulling his legs towards revealing the truth. He had no idea what they'll do to him if he didn't tell them the truth, but he had some pretty good guesses of what will happen if he revealed everything to them. He'd take his chances and keep mute, there was no way he was going to tell his enemies that his only source of defense has abandoned him.