Revenge On Crazy Husband
16. Black Goat

"Morum." Larisa exhaled a warm breath into the air while standing in the middle of the cold desert.

Justjust wonderful. It's not cold when it rains in the morning. It's already in the winter level. Larisa just feel directly if it turns out the scorching heat during the day in the desert will be opposite to the cold at night.

"There is no one within a radius of five hundred meters from here" Sakra said.

Sakra walked up to Larisa while battling the wind as she walked.

"Larisa, I think tonight's observation was in vain. This place is empty and Demetrio couldn't possibly have guessed something you did."

No. gabe. That's incorrect. Demetrio was much smarter than Sakra expected. After all, it was impossible for that person to even order his grandfather to keep quiet when their engagement was cancelled two years ago.

That marriage is the plan of the parents.

To belittle Demetrio with the thought of 'he wouldn't have expected it' was a big mistake. It would be better to think Demetrio knows everything.

"The sand is light." Larisa crouched down holding the sand near her feet, to better observe. "It seems impossible to use a large caliber weapon here. The sand will probably be swept away by the wind."

"How about changing the terrain?"

Sakra hugged herself cold. The temperature around them almost touched zero degrees. It's too cold until it feels like it's freezing.

"I guess instead of killing him with a weapon, it would be better to let him freeze here" Sakra grumbled softly.

But Larisa ignored his grunt. "No. I don't want to change the terrain."

"Come on."

"Conducting murder in crowded places like cities or forests will only provide ample evidence. It's precisely this desert the right choice."

"But weapons alone cannot be implanted below. Then during the day, the temperature in this place was so hot that it felt like I was burning."

"That's why I need to make sure things go, stupid." Larisa stood up, staring at her dim surroundings except with the help of moonlight.

Nor could he hide someone as a sniper because the air was too hot while there were no trees.

"Direct confrontation is the last resort" Larisa murmured to herself.

But Sakra heard. "You crazy? You want to give him proof that you killed him? If he doesn't die, he can destroy you with that proof."

"I'm not talking about us fighting directly."

"Then?"

Larisa smiled slightly. For a moment Larisa turned towards her small inn. There wasn't any signal from Mia, so Demetrio shouldn't have woken up.

"All cities must have a different night world than the world during the day" Kalista said with a grin.

Larisa walked away from the direction of the inn. "Let's find a mouse that only lives at night."

A secret information center that can be purchased. Whether it is a small information center or not trusted, Larisa feels at least there is something to be obtained from there.

"What are you thinking?"

"Finding rats to be scapegoats."

"Huh?"

If Larisa starts the assassination attempt, Demetrio will know right away that Larisa is the culprit.

As long as there was no evidence, that person would be unable to do anything but chuckle enjoy the game of Larisa.

Therefore, now they need a scapegoat. Someone who must be the attacker as well as the party responsible for everything.

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