Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов
Chapter 6
Talkwhileyou’restillbeingaskedpolitely."
Oh,youcocksurelittlestudent,thoughtthecharlatan.Youtreach-
erouscreep,youred-hairedhussy,I’mgoingtofindyouandpayyouback…Justletmegetmyselfoutofthis.
"WhatRience?"heyelped,writhing,tryinginvaintofreehimselffromtheheelpressingdownonhisbreast-bone."AndhowamItoknowwhoheisandwhereheis?Allsortscomehere,whatamI-?"
Thewhite-hairedmanleanedoverfurther,slowlypullingthedaggerfromhisotherbootwhilepressingdownharderonthecharlatan’schestwithhisfirst.
"Myrhman,"hesaidquietly,"believemeordon’t–asyoulike.Butifyoudon’timmediatelytellmewhereRienceis…Ifyoudon’timmediatelyrevealhowyoucontacthim…ThenIwillfeedyou,piecebypiece,totheeelsinthecanal.Startingwithyourears."
Therewassomethinginthewhite-hairedman’svoicewhichmadethecharlatanbelievehiseveryword.Hestaredatthestilettobladeandknewthatitwassharperthanthekniveswithwhichhepuncturedulcersandboils.Hestartedtoshakesohardthatthebootrestingonhischestbouncednervously.Buthedidnotsayanything.Hecouldnotsayanything.Notforthetimebeing.BecauseifRienceweretoreturnandaskwhyhehadbetrayedhim,Myhrmanwouldhavetobeabletoshowhimwhy.Oneear,hethought,oneearIhavetoendure.
