Chapter 82 Annan's Assassination Art

"study?"

After Justin heard this order, he was slightly taken aback.

Then he simply agreed: "Okay, my lord. Please come with me..."

Justin remembered that there should be some things in Lord Viscount's study that should not be shown to outsiders.

Although he himself was not barred from the study, Justin never sneaked in.

This is the manifestation of his wisdom.

- The more you know, the faster you die.

He is a part-time worker anyway, and his main purpose is to stay here to eat. Justin knows in his heart that those who love to inquire about the secrets of their employers will die inexplicably at some point.

So Justin never asks about anything else.

This will gradually improve his reputation. After leaving from Viscount Barber, it is convenient for him to take the letter of recommendation to find the next home...

right.

This isn't Don Juan Geraint either, it's from the family of Duke Winter.

Maybe they were originally a group. Or just reached an agreement.

And, take a step back.

Even if the Grand Duke of Winter really has some unfavorable thoughts on the Viscount... Could Justin still rush to protect the Viscount?

And then backhanded and sold by that old immortal?

Justin is not stupid.

Alvin Barber is not his master, just his boss. He pays to manage his meals, kills or persuades the extraordinary who invaded the territory for him, and that's it.

Those enemies that are not within Justin's purview are out of his control.

Although Annan Lindong himself is an extraordinary person.

But his identity is far higher than that of ordinary bronze-rank superhumans. Under normal circumstances, what a Bronze rank superhuman can do, it is enough for him to brush his face; but what he can do by brushing his face, an extraordinary person of the same rank may not be able to do it.

This is life.

Justin sighed silently.

They soon came to Alvin's study.

"Inside is the study of the Viscount."

He respectfully said to Annan who was at least two heads shorter than himself: "Your Excellency Annan, is there anything else?"

"Can you come in with me, brother Justin."

Annan, like a real fourteen-year-old child, raised his head and made a soft and immature voice to the strong man who was close to 1.9 meters: "I'm worried that there may be some documents that are too high... I can't reach them."

He replaced the slightly more genial "brother" with a more easy-going and approachable title.

And Justin can't be wary of this clean-eyed child.

I didn't pay much attention before. But looking at it now...he's a good boy with good manners.

Although with his status, it is not right to pity a big man like Annan, and it is even more wrong to feel sorry for the enemy.

But seeing Annan running around alone at a young age, he still felt that his life must not be easy.

Maybe it was because of thinking of his own daughter.

If she was still alive and hadn't been killed by the curse leaked from her body...it should be about the same age as Annan.

I don't know which one of her and this child will be cuter...

...It should be, my daughter, right?

perhaps.

"Brother Justin?"

Annan asked again, with a soft voice and clean eyes, and a troubled tone: "Is it inconvenient?"

"It's okay," Justin came back to his senses, with a clumsy smile under his bald head, and said as gently as he could, "I'll just go in with you.

"I was just thinking, are you still staying for dinner today? I just told the kitchen to cook more delicious food..."

"Maybe."

Annan thought about it seriously, and showed a bright smile,

He replied happily: "I think I should stay for dinner."

He was serious.

Anyway, killing the Viscount wouldn't use the black fire, and the manor shouldn't be destroyed either.

Now that the kitchen is ready... Then after killing Alvin, why don't you stay here for dinner at night.

Shameful waste.

Annan followed Justin into the study. This is to guard against possible traps.

Justin is also well aware of Annan's purpose. After all, he is a seasoned hunter, and he can't understand this simple and careful thought...

"Thank you, Brother Justin."

After Annan entered the room, he gave Justin a gentle salute again.

Seeing him being so respectful and friendly to himself, Justin couldn't help sighing.

For some reason, the dissatisfaction that had just risen in his heart dissipated...

"I want to see the latest letters."

Annan said softly.

Justin nodded: "Well, it should be here..."

——This is naturally also Annan's way of coping.

He doesn't just bluff.

The so-called watching people serve dishes, Justin is a typical smooth donkey, the kind that eats soft and not hard.

When Annan got along with him, his needs were different from those of Alvin.

He does not need to seize the right to speak or establish authority. He just needs Justin to let his guard down.

Annan could see that Justin was not the slow-moving type. His judgment of people's hearts is quite sharp, but his style is too prudent, and he likes to think before he acts. This often means that he has lost something important.

He's been out of town for a long time alone... Judging by his age, it's mostly family members such as parents, wives, or children.

When he walks, he is always vigilant about his surroundings, prefers to look at the road rather than people, and looks restless all the time, which means that he has an inferiority complex. When he met Annan for the first time, he paid tribute to Annan with the etiquette of the Principality of Winter with great enthusiasm, which showed that he had an attitude of worship for people of high status and low ability.

This also means that what he desires is status.

And every man—or, strictly speaking, every man—has in his heart the desire to be a "hero." This is also the core fun point of various team cooperation or team competition games from ancient times to the present.

Strong and powerful, perfect and gorgeous to defeat a strong enemy, this is power;

Sharp judgment and countering the enemy's strategy, this is wisdom;

Leading teammates to defeat the enemy, this is leadership;

Gentle and down-to-earth protection of teammates, this is the ability to protect family members...

One of the essences of competitive games is to guide people to become "heroes" and test their abilities as "heroes".

In this process, the game will tell players who "I" is, why "I" is proud, and why "I" is "I". This fulfills the fundamental desire for self-actualization.

And when a person feels like a hero, their self-esteem and self-confidence are strengthened. The self-feeling has improved significantly, and the world around them will become close and friendly... At this time, the first person who comes into contact with them will share this joy. And the "hero"'s opinion of him will also improve significantly.

This is one of the reasons why you feel your friends are friendlier and more fun after you win against them. This sense of intimacy will be significantly greater than the sense of trust brought by "getting a common victory".

Annan's approach to Justin bypassed the entire process. Go directly to his heart.

He flexibly used the strong position of "Annan Winter" to constantly raise and strengthen the other's "sense of status"; he showed his weakness and powerlessness by contrast to show the other's "sense of strength"; His own leadership, turned to worship him like a child, in order to strengthen the other party's "self-identity".

Whatever he lacks, Annan will give him whatever.

What he wanted, Annan gave him.

Annan briefly made Justin his own "hero".

——Why is he always vigilant against Annan?

This is Annan's art of assassination.

"Brother Justin, can you help me take down the photo over there?"

Annan pointed to the height of a certain bookshelf: "I can't reach..."

"Photo? Hmm... which one are you talking about, this... or..."

Justin raised his hand with some effort, stepped on the stool, and reached out to the top of the bookshelf.

Annan silently took the hammer out of his pocket and hid it in his sleeve.

It tapped lightly on Justin's calf.