"Who was your artist?"
Hearing what he said, Helle already understood what was going on.
Another poor man.
"Well, it doesn't matter who it is. What's important is all of this was caused by you!"
The man had almost lost his mind. At this moment, he could only feel at ease if he tortured Helle severely.
"You and Lea Scott, both of you are the reasons for my misfortune, so both of you deserve to die!"
He took out his dagger and tried to stab her fiercely, but Helle quickly grabbed his wrist with her hands and pushed him aside. The man fell to the ground in response.
"You!"
The man obviously didn't expect Helle to be so skilled. He was slightly stunned and even forgot to pick up the dagger.