“I see that you have not lost the ardor of the past,” the Elder commented amused.
“Let the women go, now you have me,” he suggested.
“Which women you talk about? You know well that I don’t care whether they live or die, for me it’s just a bargaining chip. Try to see them as I see them, as if they were two bales of flour. The pact is this: you give me Jesus and I give you back your bales of flour.”
“You shouldn’t have touched them, I swear you’ll pay dearly!” Judas growled, in response the Elder smiled, looking at him with disdain.
“I don’t understand what you are still waiting for to resign yourself. You are Judas, you are the condemnation of Jesus … it is even written in the holy books. And I will be his salvation. The conversation is over, now take us to him!” he ordered in a tone th
