Chapter 1639 Confession

1639 Confession

Everyone turned to look at Vyra, who could not look at anyone else in their eyes. "Miss Vyra, is it true that you purchased that medicine from this man?" the old guard asked.

Vyra said nothing.

"How was she acquainted with you?" Ning asked the old man.

"She used to work at a tailor close to my house," the old man said. "In her mom's tailor." He pointed to the female guard next to them.

The female guard quickly nodded. She had indeed said so when Vyra had first entered.

"We have a pretty strong case now. The evidence has all piled up," the head guard said.

"No, I just... I used that powder for my sleep," the woman said.

"When did she stop buying that medicine?" Ning asked the old man.

"About 2 years ago," the old man answered.

"Right around the time when the captain's daughter died. That's a pretty good coincidence," Ning said. "Miss Vyra, are you saying that your sleepless night ended when the child you were taking care of died? Are you so cold?"

"That doesn't even make sense to begin with," the captain said. "Your job was to wake up multiple times at night to check up on my daughter. Why would you ever consume sleeping medicines."

"No, I didn't. I truly needed it to sleep," the woman said.

"Lies!" the captain shouted, standing up to go toward the woman. Two guards immediately got up to grab him and stop him from trying to move forward.

"Tell me the truth!" the man demanded. "Why? Why would you kill my daughter? Why? You... you were supposed to be a motherly figure to her. Why would you kill her?"

"I..."

"Tell me? Why my Tima? What did she ever do to deserve this?" the captain asked.

"What?" the old man looked stunned, looking toward Ning for confirmation.

Ning nodded. "Yes, you have a Spirit on you," he said.

"Wh-who?" he asked.

"A woman," Ning said. "I can ask who she is."

"My wife," the old man said softly. "She has been with me... all this time?"

"Would you like me to ask what she wants?" Ning asked.

"P-please," the old man said. "But... I don't have anything to pay you with."

"I do not need any payment," Ning said. "I'm just happy to help." "Oh..." the old man said. "Then please, do what must be done."

Ning nodded and looked at the woman surrounding the old man, focusing on her. He took a deep breath and used Spectral Communication to speak with a voice that sounded as though it was submerged.

"Miss, can I help you?" Ning asked the woman.

The woman turned, her eyes landing on Ning. "Do you wish to help me, child?" the woman asked.

Ning was taken aback. He had never heard a Spirit talk back to him like it was having a regular conversation.

"Yes, I would like to help you with whatever you need," Ning said. "What can I do for you?"

"Do you see this man I follow around?" the woman asked. "This is my husband. Ever since I died, he blames himself for being unable to cure me of my illness. He had forced himself into a life where he cannot get any joy out of it at all."

"And watching him go about this daily life makes me sad. Can you please tell him to stop that? I wish for him to enjoy his life once again."

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