imperial psychologist

Chapter 735 The donated dagger
When this topic was brought up, the corner of the girl's mouth sank, and she snorted as she twirled her fingers around the curly hair on her chest, "That guy has been thinking of me for a long time, but because I'm from the Hesta tribe, I never dared to make a move.”

"Didn't dare to do it? Why..."

"Because," the girl raised her head slightly, "if he forces me, then... all Hesta people will not let him go."

Bo Ling responded in a low voice, looking at Volva's young face with some curiosity.

The girl's skin was a buckwheat-like light brown, and the blush on her cheeks was reflected in a gentle orange red in the setting sun. She raised her slender arms casually, and gently stroked her messy red hair.

"But after all, he is the governor in charge of our area, and he always needs to meet," Volva said softly. "During that time, he suddenly found me one day and said he wanted to talk to me."

Bai Ling quickly guessed what happened next, "...He threatened you with the Hesta man I met?"

"Yeah." The girl nodded, "He has all his wishful thinking planned, first use the tryst to force you to submit, and when you obey, he will squeeze out news about that man from you bit by bit—— And this period of time is the time he left for me to consider whether to be obedient, if I am obedient, he will keep the news of the clansman secret and tell me, if not, he will report it to the higher authorities."

Bo Ling laughed, "He must have thought too beautifully."

"He has slept a lot of people with this method." Volva shrugged, "But you underestimate me."

"What's the name of that person, I can't say."

"Hey..." Bo Ling's topic changed too quickly, Volva reacted for a while, and then frowned.

"This is an agreement between me and him," Bai Ling said with a smile, "I didn't reveal your name to him, but he is indeed your clansman."

The girl's eyes suddenly became serious, "He... did he escape from Langxi?"

"He escaped earlier," Bai Ling said softly, "and he was far from the only one who escaped."

There was a little joy in the girl's eyes, but also a little sadness, "Are they...are they okay?"

"They are all good." Bai Ling said with deep eyes, she thought over every word she said, so she answered very slowly, and now every message given to the girl has been confirmed with the deer hunter, "Morning Some time ago they went to Zhoudi, and this time they sneaked back with the team of Jinren."

"Come back!?" Volva's eyes widened in an instant, and her eyebrows were tightened even more than before. "I've already left, what do you want to come back for?"

"I don't know," Bo Ling said softly, "He never told me, maybe when the time comes, you will know?"

The girl's eyes became puzzled, and she put her hands on her knees, buttoning the patterns on her clothes tangledly.

Volva looked at Bo Ling, "...but you are a Zhou, how can you recognize our Hesta man?"

"...We met when we were in Zhoudi before. Because of some misunderstandings, we have fought against each other." Bo Ling scratched his head, "His Zhou speaks very well, and he can hardly hear his accent."

Volva wrapped his arms around his knees, leaned his head lightly on it, and still looked towards Berlin.

"Then he should recognize my brother." The girl said softly, "When you see him next time, can you ask for me?"

"..." Bo Ling was silent for a while—she would never see the deer hunter again in the next few days.

Everything has been arranged, and the details to be discussed have also been determined. Until February [-]th, the only thing she has to do is to wait.

"Berling?" Volva whispered, "Are you listening to me?"

"Yeah." Bo Ling nodded, "Tell me, what's your brother's name?"

"Gu Le." The girl whispered, "His name is Gu Le."

Bai Ling was taken aback.

Guller—isn't that the name of the deer hunter?
However, for more than two months, he has never mentioned to himself that his sister is also in Aguili's camp...

"...Can I, have a look at your arm?" Bo Ling asked suddenly.

The girl looked around vigilantly. Everyone was busy with their own affairs, and no one looked at them.

She leaned her whole body slightly to the side of Berlin, using her back to block all the sight from behind, and then gently rolled up her sleeves—on top of her wrist, at the position of her forearm, a Hesta The pattern of the eagle is clearly visible.

"I didn't destroy my tattoo, and everyone helped me to cover it up, and Arslans haven't found it yet..." Volva said with a chuckle, "Isn't that the one you saw? "

"...I don't know." Bo Ling whispered, "I haven't seen his arm."

Volva put down his sleeves and resumed the sitting posture just now, "...it's been five years."

"what?"

"It's been five years since Arslan Tu Clan to now," Volva said softly, "I only know that Gu Le went to Zhoudi... but I have never heard of him. He followed him when he was very young. Our wet nurse has learned the language of Zhou people... Every time there are Zhou people in the camp, I will ask them if they have seen Hesta people who speak Zhou very well, but everyone said no."

Bai Ling suddenly thought of something, and suddenly asked, "... I heard from my friend that there is a Hesta girl who has been delivering clothes and medicine to us, is it you?"

"Is it me?" Volva tilted his head, "Because among the Hesta people in this area, I am the only one who can speak your language."

Burling suddenly laughed.

As the sun was setting in the distant sky, Bo Ling patted the ashes on his body and stood up, "I'm leaving...you should go back early too."

"Ah."

"By the way..." Bo Ling turned around, "I took your dagger last time, but that dagger was confiscated, and I can't return it to you for the time being..."

"It's okay, I'll find a way to get a new one."

Before Volva could finish speaking, Bo Ling had already taken out a dagger from behind him.

This short knife has no scabbard and is wrapped with a white cloth. Volva took the handle of the knife and gently peeled off the white cloth.

The whole body of the short knife is pitch black, the blade is very thin, the front half is a flat blade, the second half is a toothed blade, and the metal surface at the end of the handle is exposed, engraved with small Zhou characters.

"Wei..." Volva narrowed his eyes, "Does this word read Wei?"

Bo Ling nodded, "I've been carrying it with me all these years, but unfortunately I lost the scabbard...I'll give it to you."

Volva held his breath, even if he didn't know the origin of this knife, he could tell its value at a glance.

"Give it to me, what do you use?"

Burling smiled.

"I won't need it anymore, please... put it away for me."

Before Volva could ask another question, Bo Ling had already turned around and walked towards Zhou's camp.

(End of this chapter)