Chapter 214.2
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Leticia was seated in front of a cold, iron table. Torture instruments stained with blood were set around her.
‘This is terrifying!’
This world’s Cedric is no joke, is he?
Leticia thought.
‘He has a torture room like this. I hope the real-world Cedric doesn’t have one too?’
Leticia swallowed hard.
“Excuse me.”
At that time, Cedric’s close knight, who was at the scene earlier, approached.
“Um…”
“It’s Vince. We’ve met several times, but I wonder why you’re acting this way today.”
He sighed deeply. And then he spoke.
“Miss, the king is someone who still has some respect. If you tell him the symbols he’s looking for, he won’t kill you. If you’re lucky, it will just be a life sentence.”
Vince whispered gently.
‘Is that even possible?’
Oh my, a life sentence? That sounds great. Who would be so happy about that!
‘Being imprisoned by a lover is even more regrettable.’
Vince said without tact.
“Look at these symbols of ancient white wizard families here and choose the correct one. Surely you can recall.”
In front of Leticia were pictures of numerous family symbols.
Some had lion shapes, some eagle shapes. There was even a mongoose shape.
From shields to swords, and even whips. Various symbols continued to be displayed as if it was a psychological test.
Leticia furrowed her brows.
‘Yes, I’ve seen these symbols before.’
Someone had shown them to her in order.
“I’m telling you this for your own good.”
Vince said.
“The king’s torture is no joke. It’s not something a delicate lady like you can withstand.”
“Cedric will do that to me…”
Leticia bit her lip.
“The king fears he might lose control and kill you, so he ordered me to interrogate you first.”
“…”
Leticia blankly stared at Vince.
“You might actually die like this.”
Vince’s eyes changed.
“I’m telling you this now. The king even allowed me to torture you. I don’t want to hurt such a pitiful lady, but this is also for your sake.”
“…For my sake?”
“Yes.”
“…”
“Hurry up and remember!”
Bang.
Vince slammed the table hard.
Leticia stared intently at the symbols.
And then she slowly looked at Vince.
Seeing Vince’s irrational expression, Leticia thought.
‘If this world is under some dark magic.’
Or a trap set by someone.
‘This world has a purpose.’
And that purpose is…
Tick.
Tick.
Tick.
The clock in Leticia’s mind started ticking backward.
Startled, the gears in her head aligned with a click.
“Hey, have you gone mad?”
Vince said.
“Stop causing trouble and speak up. Do you need to taste the whip to come to your senses? Huh?”
Leticia slowly raised her head.
‘Cedric, you entrusted my torture to someone else? A man you don’t even know, telling him he can hurt me?’
A faint smile appeared on Leticia’s lips.
‘There’s no way. Our bond is too strong to kill each other directly.’
The previously confused and slightly fearful expression was gone.
‘Ah, I get it. I’ve solved the mystery. Situation understood.’
Leticia calmly spoke.
“Call Cedric.”
“What did you say?”
“Start the torture now.”
Leticia whispered.
“Hurry up and tell him to do it himself. Just the two of us, discreetly.”
Vince nodded, looking as if he had seen a ghost.
“I’ll call him.”
Leticia stood up and looked around.
“Don’t touch that,” Vince hastily warned Leticia as she tried to touch the torture tools.
On the wall nearby were long strips, maybe blindfolds.
‘Or maybe they were used to strangle someone.’
While thinking this, Leticia calmly took one and tied it around her waist over her large shirt.
“It’s just to adjust my outfit.”
Leticia shrugged.
“Do you think His Majesty would like his personal knight watching me adjust my clothes?”
“…”
“I think His Majesty seems very interested in my body.”
“…”
“If you don’t move quickly, I might start hurting myself. Oh, did Cedric say you can torture me roughly? Then, to what extent? Like a wound that takes about a month to heal?”
Leticia smirked provocatively.
“If you don’t call Cedric soon, I might hurt myself.”
At those words, Vince flinched and ran out of the torture room.