Chapter 337 He's An Imposter

Camellia and Rose both fell silent for a moment, like a net of silence that enveloped them, locking them in their own little world.

Camellia's mind was racing, she had made a decision, but the word "kill" lingered on her lips, swirling around but not spoken.

In the end, she couldn't bring herself to say it.

If she truly wanted to kill someone, there were ways to do it without direct confrontation. She could choose assassination; even Duncan and Herman, as sharp as they were, had moments of carelessness that could be exploited.

But...

She looked out at the night through the window. And Rose seemed lost in her own thoughts, her expression cool and detached but with a hint of hardness.

The night grew darker.

Moonlight spilled over the floor, casting a cold light.

Rose suddenly looked up at Camellia and asked, "To kill or not to kill?"

Even Rose, always so strong-willed, had moments of hesitation. Over their years of adventuring, Camellia had been the decision-maker, while Rose rarely con