Stunningly beautiful yet wicked, she begins by conquering eight beast husbands.

Chapter 75 So what does Master want me to do?
When Gela looked into Scarlett's eyes, her weak and affected expression vanished like sunlight breaking through the gloom.

He raised his delicate eyebrows, a clean smile appearing on his face, and asked, "What does Your Highness wish to know?"

Scarlett cut to the chase: "Are all your companions dead? What's this about Sophia sending you? Is the Gu contract on your arm real or fake?"

"Be honest, and don't lie."

Scarlett took out a bandage and handed it over.

The dark green straps had a blue light tube attached to them.

This is a simple lie detector strap. It's tied to your wrist, and the light will turn on if you lie.

Gela knew about this thing and didn't object to it. After taking it, she obediently tied it to her wrist and told Scarlett everything she wanted to know.

"Two of my companions are still alive: one is named Locke, who is a scorpion, and the other is named Cooper, who is a spider."

"Before coming to the Lost Continent, I met Sophia in the underground exchange. The person she was in contact with at the time was Hela."

"My Gu Pact with Hela is real, but I melted that worm a long time ago."

Gellar didn't say much, nor did she say little; she responded to Scarlett's three questions with just three sentences.

The light tubes on the straps were working properly, but no lights were on.

Scarlett's questions didn't end there; she asked again, "Is Hela dead?"

As if she knew Scarlett would ask this question, Gela's lips twitched almost imperceptibly. "Dead."

Hela wouldn't have died.

She was an S+ level female with life-saving equipment, so even if her vital organs were injured, she wouldn't die. It was he and Cooper who delivered the fatal blow to Hela before they escaped.

They had served Hela for three years and were her most loyal servants.

So I know how to kill her completely.

Scarlett saw a fleeting malice in Gella's eyes. Her hands, hanging by her sides, clenched nervously. She continued to ask calmly, "How do you know who I am?"

"Mind reading".

At this, Gra's eyes lit up, and he said confidently, "I can see what everyone is thinking. That little mermaid was worried about you outside, constantly chanting your name and praying. I saw his thoughts, and I also saw your beast form, so I guessed it with a little deduction."

Hear the words.

Scarlett's expression changed slightly. She looked at Gela warily, afraid that he would see what she was thinking at that moment.

She brought Gela out mainly because of what Sophia said, and partly because she wanted to know if Hela and her group were really dead.

In a sense, she was their enemy, and they had to eliminate her completely.

She never even considered taking Gela in.

Once she gets the answer she wants to know, she plans to hand him over to the imperial court for processing.

As for the master-servant contract, she is the master and can break the contract, but she only needs to pay double the contract fee to the other party.

Seeing Scarlett's silence, Grall gave her a meaningful look and asked in a relaxed tone, "Is Your Highness thinking about how to kill me?"

Scarlett's brow twitched.

My mind has been read!

She felt a little uneasy, but remained calm on the surface. She looked up at Gera's face, even boldly looking into his eyes, and said, "How could that be? You are my servant now. As long as you are loyal to me, I will let you live a good life."

"very nice."

Gela tilted his head back, looking at the incandescent light illuminating the room. His red eyes shone as brightly as the ruby ​​on his forehead ribbon. A smile played on his lips as he slowly remarked, "I've worked like a slave at the exchange before, and no one has ever said they'd let me live a good life."

Scarlett paused, blinking rapidly. Feeling guilty, she deliberately avoided Glar's words and didn't delve into them.

But humans aren't plants or trees; how could they be without feelings? She still asked, "Did you have a very hard life before?"

Gella smiled, her gaze returning to Scarlett's face. "I was a slave in the slums, the lowest of the low. My parents died a long time ago. To survive, I had to scavenge for food with stray cats and dogs. If I couldn't find any, I had to steal from them. I was covered in bruises every day."

"When I was ten years old, I sold myself to the stock exchange in exchange for a full meal."

"The rest of the days will be spent either getting beaten or beating others."

At this point, Gela's smile deepened, his fair, baby-faced expression filled with pride. "But after I turned fifteen, I was always the one beating others, and I never lost a single time."

Is this kind of life considered bitter?

He asked himself and answered, "It shouldn't be considered bitter, at least I'm still alive, unlike others who would have been corpses long ago." Scarlett didn't reply.

In her view, everyone's pain is different, and everyone's mental capacity to bear it is different. She is an observer and has not experienced it herself, so she is not qualified to comment.

The air in the room was not circulating, and the longer you stayed, the stronger the feeling of suffocation became.

Scarlett didn't want to stay any longer and quickly asked the question she wanted to know: "Who killed Hela?"

Gela's brow twitched, and her gaze froze, landing on Scarlett's face for a long time before she snapped out of it.

He hadn't expected Scarlett to be so perceptive, knowing that there was something fishy about Hela's death.

Fortunately, he didn't intend to hide anything and told the truth: "It was Cooper and me."

Why did you kill her?

"Bounty hunting is an hereditary system; we'll only get ahead if we kill her."

Scarlett narrowed her eyes. "So you're saying you can take her place now?"

Grala paused for a second, then smiled knowingly. "Yes. So what does Master want me to do?"

Graham used the term "master".

Scarlett felt like she was being read mind-read again.

This superpower is good, but it's not so good if it's not your own; it makes you seem like you have no secrets.

She paused, then asked, "Was the kidnapping a spur-of-the-moment decision?"

Gela shook her head: "No."

It wasn't a spur-of-the-moment decision.

That means that even if Sophia had contact with Hela, it doesn't prove that Sophia was involved, and that he just happened to stumble upon it.

but.

Why would Sophia, a sector executive, have connections with bounty hunters on the dark web?
Should we investigate this matter further?

After checking, Scarlett knew that she was about to enter another phase, which might be even more complicated in the future.

No investigation.

If I encounter the same problem again, I'm afraid I won't be able to get through it so easily.

She doesn't dislike Sofia, but that doesn't mean she can't be wary of her.

Scarlett glanced at the lie detector strap on Gella's wrist, remained silent for a few seconds, then said coldly, "Since you can take Hela's place, then help me thoroughly investigate her relationship with Sophia. If you find out, I will give you a substantial reward."

Grah seemed captivated by the word "reward," his smile brighter than ever, and he nodded, saying, "Yes, Master."

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outside the room.

Holst stood quietly in the doorway.

He finally remembered where he had seen Gella before and wanted to come and ask her, but unexpectedly he bumped into Scarlett here.

He didn't disturb them, and listened to their conversation from the doorway.

Hearing that the two were talking about Sophia, he knew that his memory was correct.

Scarlett was somewhat surprised to see Holster and was about to ask him why he was there.

Holster looked up and gave her a meaningful look.

Scarlett understood, but remained silent.

The two walked side by side for a distance, until they were quite far from the servants' quarters, before Holster said, "His answer to the second question is problematic."

Instead of giving a direct answer, they shifted the topic to Hela, who had already passed away.

Holst was subtly reminding Scarlett.

(End of this chapter)