Book 4: Chapter 192: The Dead

Book 4: Chapter 192: The Dead

“Looks like you’re finally awake.”

A familiar voice slightly dispelled Lesiah’s grogginess.

What... happened?

Lesiah struggled to open her eyes. As soon as she did, her eyes were hurt by a blinding light.

After adjusting to light, Lesiah found herself in a dimly lit room without any windows and door. In front of her was a plain, long table with a bright lumenstone lamp shining on her. Behind the lamp, there seemed to be a person resting her head on her hands. Due to the blinding light, Lesiah could not see the figure clearly.

“Where... am I?” Lesiah struggled to speak. Her dry voice was no different than that of a traveler who had journeyed across the desert for many days.

“St. Caroline Academy, of course,” the person replied. Lesiah was instantly taken aback by the familiar voice.

It took only a moment for her now fully awake brain to recall the owner of that voice. “Professor Marlin?”

“Why are you here?” Lesiah asked in confusion.

“Please be at ease, your royal highness. I merely have a few questions that need answers.”

“Questions?”

Just when Lesiah was trying to process the meaning behind the professor’s words, she suddenly realized that her hands were tightly bound behind her, to the chair she was sitting on. With her surroundings and the strange atmosphere in the room, she managed to quickly figure out what was going on.

She was... being interrogated?

Lesiah was immediately enraged. “You are subjecting me to an interrogation?!”

She was the crown princess and also the current ruler of Macedonian Empire, one of the most prestigious figures among the entire human race. To think that she would be interrogated by a mere lecturer from an academy like she was a criminal. Had the Macedonian Empire lost its prestige among the human nations, or had St. Caroline Academy grew more brazen?

“Yes, I am here to interrogate your royal highness.”

“Huh?”

Professor Marlin’s bluntness confused Lesiah greatly. She could only laugh in anger. “Who gave you the guts to do this? The academy... or the Holy Dragon Empire?”

Lesiah wore a sullen look on her face as her ample breasts heaved in anger.

The entire situation was just extremely absurd to her.

First, she was suddenly ambushed, then she was interrogated like a criminal. And now, Professor Marlin was using the carrot-and-stick approach on her.

The most ridiculous part was that the professor was really confident that she was an impostor.

Was he playing her, the person who governed the Macedonian Empire all these years, for a fool?

“Where is the vice dean? I would like to speak with him!”

Professor Marlin was immediately taken aback by the superior tone that Lesiah took on, but very quickly regained his composure.

If this impostor could disguise her appearance and intelligence, it was not surprising that she could mimic Princess Lesiah’s temperament too.

“It would seem like you won’t give up until the end. In that case, allow me to deliver you the final blow.”

Professor Marlin shook his head with what seemed to be pity. He pressed something in the air and immediately, a projection appeared in front of Lesiah.

The projection showed a document.

“An eyewitness account?”

Lesiah looked at the document in confusion. What eyewitnesses?

Her face ashened as she read along.

The so-called eyewitness account described in great detail how she had been captured by the human race’s archenemy, Golden Demon Htilil, and how she had been tortured by her.

It also included details on how the team made up of elites among the human race fearlessly marched on to carry out their rescue mission.

Unfortunately, the team fell prey to Golden Htilil and died in action.

To put it simply, according to this “eyewitness account”, six people—Lesiah, Diana, Durance, Rosdell, Lucas and Choobchoob—were killed by Golden Demon Htilil.