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Chapter 25 Part 2
"I told you, it's impossible. There's no time. If you use magic now, it will all be for nothing."
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"What?
What the heck are you talking about? I don't understand."
Instead
of answering, Alexander chuckled. Perhaps he saw my struggle as jealousy. The
more I struggled, the tighter he hugged me until it felt like I was
suffocating.
"Now,
besides me no one knows you're a wizard. Ah, this bas**rd must be
finished."
I
looked up and saw Alexander smiling at Claude. Claude trembled, avoiding
Alexander's gaze.
The
atmosphere was not serious. Alexander acts like an elegant predator with the
prey in front of him. I immediately called Alexander.
"......Alex?
Alex!"
But
it's too late. Alexander gave me a big hug. Many times I rebelled but it didn't
work.
Then
he put me behind him. His back which was as hard and as wide as a wall obscured
my view. I kicked him in the shins and tried to get close to Claude.
"You
can't! Sis, you can't get involved!"
Alexander
didn't give me a chance to argue. The leg that I kicked with all my might was
as hard as a rock, instead, it made my leg hurt.
He
drew the sword from Claude's shoulder. What Alexander will do next is
predictable.
"Stop.
Stop!"
I
raised my voice and hugged Alexander's waist. I tried to stop it. But it's too
late.
Slash!
I
bit my lip and glared at Alexander. This is a matter between me and Claude. But
why did he interfere? What does Alexander have to do with all this? I'm getting
frustrated.
"Sis,
listen to me. After all of this is over, you will understand."
Alexander
muttered under his breath. He shook his head slowly. There was a lot of red
blood splattered on his white face looking at me.
The
desire that shone in his silver-gray eyes was very different from usual. The
corners of her beautiful lips lifted.
Alexander
smiled.
"Now,
you...... Find this funny?"
I
shook my head in disbelief. Alexander tilted his head as if he didn't
understand. I could see the bloodstains on the back of his neck trickling down
as he tilted his head.
Lifting
his gaze again, I made eye contact with him. His eyes were wide and curved as
if drawn with a brush.
"Not
funny, I like this because I feel happy."
Alexander's
eyes lit up when he said that. Those are the perfect eyes to look like a
madman. He grinned and looked like he wasn't focused.
"......You."
I
leaned back and pointed at Alexander. He glanced at my fingers. His red tongue moistened
his thick lower lip.
"Those
are the fingers I want to put in my mouth, then su*k it."
"You're
talking about something like that now!?"
I
shouted while wiping my hands behind my back. Just for a moment, I felt happy
that it wasn't Alexander who was trying to kill me.
Now
that I look around, Alexander doesn't look normal either.
How
could he kill Claude? Does he want to su*k my finger? Can you say things like
that in a situation like this? Can!?
What's
this!? What the heck is this!?
How
can you kill Claude so easily? After talking to him again, I tried to deal with
it.
"I'm
jealous. From the first time I saw him, I didn't like this bas**rd. Besides, he
knows your past, which I don't know. I can't just stay silent."
......He?
I
was at a loss for words when I heard Alexander's excuse. Then, he slowly
approached me and licked his lips.
"Sis,
you didn't tell me anything. Well, it doesn't matter now. Now that bas**rd is
dead."
Alexander
smirked and threw his sword away with a creak. It was as if he had been waiting
for this moment.
I
frowned and looked at him curiously. Alexander wipes his hands and looks behind
me.
When
I turned around, following his gaze. The running horses were in my eyes and the
sounds of the horses penetrated my ears.
Several
men in red fur berets and flowing robes approached.
"Who
is that?"
I
saw people in the same uniform and asked. Alexander answered, putting his arm
around my shoulder.
"They
are the real thing."
Again,
don't say things that I don't understand. I snorted and pinched the back of
Alexander's hand. But he rubbed his face on my head like an idiot.
Then,
a man who looked like their leader dismounted from his horse. He took off his
beret and bowed his head.
"Greetings
Duke Arpad! Forgive me for being late. I am a First Class Investigator,
Claude."
Hah?
I
raised one eyebrow. The man who introduced himself as Claude frowned and looked
around. Then, he groaned in embarrassment.
"I
can only guess at the situation. Is it alright if I explain it step by
step?"
Then,
the people who were behind the man, greeted Alexander one by one. Alexander
raises his hand to stop them.
"That's
enough. I'm waiting for an explanation."
Alexander
shook his head and the men backed off. I looked at Claude, who was beheaded. Of
course, I realized too late that he wasn't an investigator, but……
"He
imitated me, Miss."
A
man approached me and showed me a wanted sheet. Claude's real name and face
were drawn on the glossy paper.
I
scanned the sheet with my fingertips. I could tell right away that this sheet
was made of the same material as the paper Henrietta was holding.
"Did
you know that my personal maid died because of this?"
I
asked sharply. This man, the real Claude, lowered the corners of his hardened
lips and replied,
"I
thought there would be an increase in the number of innocent victims.... ...I'm
sorry. I'm really sorry."
Well,
even if Henrietta was innocent. Since she's already dead, I decided not to say
anything more to the real Claude.
"His
real name is Cain, from a working-class orphanage. He was notorious in the
South for being a pickpocket when he was a teenager. He's been in and out of
jail more than 10 times."
Come
to think of it, when I was a kid, I once asked the boy where he got those
plums. Then the boy, no. I mean, Cain replied, 'What would you do if you lived
alone?'
The
Cain depicted on the fugitive leaflet, still looks so young. With his bright
smile, it's hard to imagine that he has a brilliant criminal record. After all,
you can't tell a person's true character just by their face.
"The
intensity of his crimes increased from time to time. But he only stole small
things, so he didn't get much attention. But not long ago, there was an
incident where he set fire to the orphanage where he was born and strangled the
director of the orphanage. This was a terrible tragedy with a total of 23
victims. The victims could not get out of the building and in the end, they
died."
According
to Claude, Cain is crazy. As someone who has spoken to him, I quite understand.
Suddenly he was laughing, crying, angry, choking, and screaming.
"As
I said before, Cain had a lot of mental problems. So instead of being sentenced
to death, he was sent to the worst dungeon in the North. My colleagues and I
are currently escorting Cain."
However,
Cain manages to escape after stabbing 2 investigators on his way to the North.
Although he was a vicious criminal, these investigators had never come across a
mentally ill person, so they found the task easy.
Claude
detailed the circumstances before Cain's escape. At night, when they were
looking for lodging due to unavoidable circumstances, there was only Claude and
a few investigators watching over Cain.
Cain
suddenly started vomiting profusely, and the confused investigators were
patting him on the back and looking for some medicine. Then, Cain kicked
Claude's vital points and drew the sword from his waist.
Then,
Cain easily broke the ropes that bound him and stabbed Claude in the stomach,
and threatened the other investigators. Claude also said that the investigator
who was stabbed in the area near the heart is still being treated at the
hospital in a nearby village. Claude swung his uniform jacket to show that the
wound had not healed and was bandaged.
"He
is a very sneaky man. Cain stole my ID card, my anti-magic necklace, and my
wallet while I was unconscious."
"Then
what did the other investigators do?"
I
looked at Claude with a pitiful look, he lost the expensive necklace without a
move. It was hard to believe that there were so many tall men with good
physiques, but all of them couldn't stop the slender Cain.
"T-That......
Over there, there's a 'professional lady'."
Instead
of Claude saying that the investigator behind him answered the question
hesitantly. They coughed and avoided my gaze. Really dirty and disgusting.
"......Acting
like trash."
Alexander,
who had been silently listening to Claude's explanation, suddenly opened his
mouth. He didn't hide his disdainful expression and looked at the faces of the
investigators one by one.
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