69 The Black Death Appears In The Imperial City

Bertram frowned, "Torture? Is that really necessary? We should just leave it up to palace guards."

I frowned, "But that's no fun."

Bertram sighed, "Fine. If you really think you're capable of it."

I flipped my hair, "I'm more than capable."

He raised an eyebrow, "Really? Have you done it before?"

I paused, "Ah. Well no. But I have read a few books that describe torture."

"Why do you read such books?"

The man tied up cackled, "Kahaha! Don't make me laugh! Who would be scared of a girl like you?"

I turned and glared at him, "Excuse me?! Don't you know who my master is?! My master is the Black Death!"

The man blinked, "Who?"

Bertram spoke to me, "Young Miss. I'm afraid the Black Death is only known in your town. There are some in the Imperial City who know of him, but not enough to make the rumors spread."

I frowned, "Well that's no good. I guess we better go to the red light district and make a name for ourselves."