Chapter 357

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“Oh, could you please stop interjecting so much?” Barbara asked Lorenz as she held a knife to his throat. “It took a lot of work, but we were able to bring you to Her Highness safe for trial. It would be a shame if someone got hurt along the way.”

It’s too bad for him and for Barbara. The whole point of not having an open fight and letting Mia’s group in was to make this situation happen. If there was a fight, one of her employees might end up killing Lorenz. That would be pointless. Even if Mia put an already-dead Lorenz out of his suffering, that wouldn’t be enough. He had to be healthy in mind and body and have decades of life left to live, but Mia’s hand cut it all short. That was the point.

Lorenz didn’t show any sign of giving up.

“Good grief, we’re getting pretty angry, aren’t we, milord? I guess I have to try and calm you down a bit. Let’s get some of that heat out of your blood.”

She lifted her sword and slashed at him.

“Father!” Citrina screamed as the dangerous weapon fell on his shoulder. But it failed to reach its target.

“What?!” Barbara’s eyes got big as she looked from her blade, which was now frozen in the air, to the face of an old man who had suddenly appeared next to her. His black butler’s outfit looked good with his neatly trimmed mustache.

“Now, now, Barbara. That’s not the way a maid should act toward her boss.”

“You... I thought you were already gone for good, Bisset. What have you been doing?” she asked the guy who was holding her arm back with a snide smile.

Sion’s eyebrows moved when he heard the name.

“Did she say Bisset?” he asked in a low voice. “I’m not sure why that name sounds so familiar.”

At the same time, Empress Magistratus’s spirit Mia, who was ready to give a masterwork of percussion justice, slowly put down her hammer and disappeared. Mia was a girl who could tell what was going on in a room. And the room was now different.

“Interrupting milord when he is talking is the most rude thing you can do. Barbara, if anyone should keep quiet, it’s you.”

He pulled the blade out of Barbara’s hand and bowed his head toward Lorenz.

“Please forgive me for being late, sir. It took longer than I thought to get rid of the pests,” he said, giving each of the Serpents a look that told them not to dare touch his master.

This turn of events made Barbara sigh. “Hmph... So it goes. There’s not much to be gained by fighting here. Milord, go ahead. I don’t think you have anything important to say, but you’re welcome to defend yourself.”

She took a step back and made a the stage is yours sign without saying anything.

Lorenz also sighed, but his was a sign of relief.

“Hah, are you even listening to yourself?” Barbara asked in a mocking way. “That makes things even worse. With so much free time, you’ve had plenty of time to do what the Chaos Serpents want.”

She gave him a smug, proud grin.

“I’m aware of what you did. You killed many wise people and people who stood up to the Serpents because you wanted to bring down the kingdom and curse this land with constant trouble. If you had killed those people as the empire’s invisible sword, you might have been forgiven for your sins. But you didn’t. You did something to help the Serpents—”

“I’m a coward, Barbara.” Lorenz cut in, “Unlike Her Highness. I don’t have as much guts as she does. Assassination? Why, that’s a terrible idea. I’m scared just to think about it. I could never do something like that. That’s why... I lied to you.”

“Such drivel. Is your argument only made up of lies and fantasies? What do you get out of telling such clear lies?” She said this while shaking her head and looking disappointed. “Yes, you are a coward, milord. I won’t say otherwise. And that is exactly why you would never betray the Serpents. If you are in a similar position, with people who are against the Serpents, you might still be able to go against our will. But the present state of affairs is entirely the work of the great sage. You couldn’t have let your victims live if you thought that the princess would cause this exact problem many, many years later. That makes no sense.”

“It’s not often that you don’t make sense, Barbara. It makes a lot of sense. You only need to think about it briefly. The Serpents have always told me to kill people who are dangerous to them,” Lorenz said in a strong voice. “This means that they are people who could help fight against the Serpents. If I ever tried to fight against the Serpents, they would probably help me. I think that’s a good enough reason to let them live.”

Barbara laughed at his point of view.

“It’s a funny theory, but it’s just a theory. All of the people who work for you are ruled by us. Even the Wind Crows. In particular, the White Crows, who have been closely working with the Yellowmoons. They did what Jem told them to do. We couldn’t help but notice everything you did. How do you think you could have pulled off this incredible lie by yourself? With so many people watching? You faked the deaths of your victims and then took them away to a safe place? You, with all your arrogant stupidity?”

The only response to Barbara’s increasingly cruel jokes was a weak shrug.

“You’re telling the truth,” Lorenz said. “It hurts to say that I’m weak and useless. I don’t have the strength to fight against your people or even to protect my own daughter from sadness. Every day, it breaks my heart...”

He took a deep breath. As he looked at Barbara, his face became more calm.

He pointed at Bisset and said, “But he...isn’t.”

“And he is the most important thing you forgot.” At that point, Ludwig decided to join the chat and talk as if he had just remembered something interesting. “On that note, Prince Sion, I completely forgot to tell you the answer to the question you asked.”

“Hm? What was the question again?”

“In fact, Her Highness was the one who told me about your question. Jason, Lucas, Max, Thanasis, and Bisset.”

Sion’s eyes got bigger as Ludwig went down the list.

“No way... You mean...”

Monica didn’t share his surprise, so she nodded to say yes. “Yes. The man there who goes by Bisset used to be called Wind Crow. The legendary architect who set up Sunkland’s spy network in Tearmoon.”

Bisset shook his head slightly to show that he didn’t like what she said. “Now, now. Exagerating things doesn’t help anyone. All of that is old stuff now.”