Interrogation (1)
Originally, the color of the Church of Nephtam is white.
Priests are generally dressed in pure white clothing.
It is also known that the white garment symbolizes Neftam’s noble will.
However, there is a class among priests who do not wear white clothes.
It was they who were especially dangerous within the Neftam Church.
For example, the man wearing the red cloak sitting in front of Yuria right now.
The red cloak with the mark of the Church of Neftam was the evidence of the Heretic Inquisitor.
Those called Neftam’s Heretic Inquisitors had a high reputation for bringing about complete destruction to those who believed in evil spirits.
Blake Wright, the head of the Heretic Inquisition, was an exceptional man among such Heretic Inquisitors.
His large, bear-like body, rough tanned copper skin, and sharp eyes like a hawk were quite intimidating.
It seemed that even a person who hadn’t committed a sin would pour out even a sin that he didn’t have once.
‘The smell of blood… .’
YuRia’s throat stiffened as she smelled the smell flowing from his body.
It was the smell that some people in the imperial castle gave off.
“Hmm… .”
The Blake was frowning.
He put up with it for a few days out of respect for the academy. And that was the limit of his patience.
Tired of waiting, the heretic interrogator couldn’t stand it any longer and forcibly pushed through the school gate.
Bradley, sitting next to YuRia, wiped off his sweat. In fact, Bradley hadn’t thought this would happen.
He decided that even Neftam would not want to know that he had come to interrogate the saintess for heresy. So I thought I would move as passively as possible.
Because of that, I never thought that Blake would push in with such force.
In the end, Bradley, the dean of the academy, had no choice but to escort him to the drawing room.
The academy was in a situation where they couldn’t just send him back with the Neftam Church behind him.
“Are you hiding it? Saint Elina and Yuan Saint Elin? What happened to the academy?”
Blake said in a sharp tone and stroked his angular chin.
It was a question for Yuria.
What would you have said if you were your former self?
I desperately thought about it, but I couldn’t come up with a clear idea.
It was a very difficult problem. The self of that time had already disappeared and was becoming increasingly blurred.
“that is… .”
Yuria opened her lips and trembled slightly.
Like an orphaned child, she was terrified.
Leonhardt’s warmth and his protection were desperately needed. As always, I wanted to be held in his arms and depend on him for everything.
The fragile heart swayed in search of a place to lean on.
Blake raised one eyebrow as he watched her.
As the Heretic Inquisitor, he was more skilled at detecting people than anyone else.
“Hmm… . It’s a little different from what I’ve heard. I heard that Her Highness Princess Yuria is much stronger.”
Of course, rumors about a person and the person concerned are often different.
However, there was no case where the modifier cold-blooded was attached to a person who had already collapsed like the girl in front of him.
Isn’t this girl so fragile that she could fly away even when the wind blows? Never, I was not the one who could do something alone.
Yuria shrugged her shoulders and let out a thin breath.
It was getting harder and harder to maintain myself, and it seemed like it would collapse from the bottom of my feet.
Bradley, who had been watching her desperately from the side, stepped forward.
“My nephew is not feeling well right now, so you can talk to me. Sir Blake.”
Blake watched for a moment at Bradley, who smiled kindly.
He was a man like a snail. It will be difficult to hear the truth from this man.
It was a hundred times better to interrogate that frightened girl.
“No, I want to hear from the student council president of the academy. Why do you hide the saintess of Yuan like that?”
“Why do you bother to listen to Yuria? I gave the restraining order. There’s an important event coming soon… .”
“That summer ball? gibberish. I know there’s something else going on. I think Her Highness will tell the truth more than Her Highness the Duke.”
Blake hit the table.
It must have been a light blow, but there was a loud sound like thunder.
Yuria looked at Blake with startled and frightened eyes.
She barely remembered something and opened her mouth.
“…I’m not hiding it, I’m just protecting it for a while to figure out what’s going on. The academy has a duty to protect its students. When the investigation is completed, we will cooperate with the Neftam Church.”
At Yuria’s words, Blake narrowed his eyes.
It felt like she was saying something she had memorized beforehand rather than thinking about it.
In reality, all Yuria said was just reciting exactly what Leonhardt had written just in case.
“Hole is good. But we do have emergency enforcement powers. The saintess of Yuan is a very dangerous being, and for everyone’s safety, our right to investigate takes precedence. If you don’t cooperate… .”
Blake was a blind follower of Neftam.
And he will do anything to judge heresy for Neftam.
Even if it’s against the academy.
“I will have to take her by force.”
He put his hand on his sword and said menacingly.
In an instant, sharp tension like a frost wind began to blow through the room.
“ha. Do you really want to do that?”
Bradley’s face hardened.
The words that came out of the heretic inquisitor’s mouth were not simple threats.
He was a man who would actually do something for the heresy question.
It was a situation on the verge of not knowing what would happen.
Yuria clasped her trembling hands on her lap.
I don’t want to think about it, but I keep thinking about it.
It felt like the distant sense of reality was coming back, so I became scared.
‘I have to think… .’
If you think about it, reality will weigh you down again.
She couldn’t bear to do it again.
It was so suffocating to think of the world I would face alone without Leonhard.
“It’s just doing God’s will.”
Blake said, raising himself militantly.
He was ready to draw his sword at any moment.
“No, don’t do that… .”
“If you really want to stop the Heresy Inquisition, I would like you to think about the future. If, as a result of the heretic interrogation, it is revealed that the saintess of Yuan is being hidden with impure intentions… .”
He moved his gaze to Yuria.
“You will pay the price.”
Bradley clicked his tongue.
No matter how much it was Leonhardt’s request, it seemed difficult to stop Blake from appearing recklessly.
‘I have to think… .’
YuRia held her hands together on her lap.
Along with the chills, sweat broke out on my hands.
A creeping fear gripped her throat.
Leonhard had told me not to think about it, but I was more afraid of it than Blake, in case he would find out later.
“I… .”
Biting her lower lip and enduring her fear, she barely opened her mouth.
Blake’s gaze was focused on Yuria.
With the anticipation of being able to hear the expected truth.
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It was then that the door opened.
All eyes turned to the door that suddenly opened.
“I say. Interrogator Blake.”
The moment she saw Leonhard, Yuria’s heart started beating like crazy.
Something that had just begun to take shape disappeared like a gust of wind.
“It won’t be long.”
Leonhard smiled kindly at Yuria.
YuRia wanted to dig into him right away, so she frowned with an anxious expression.
Even transparent water droplets shimmered at the corners of her eyes.
I wanted him to run through my hair and whisper that it was okay.
“you… ?”
Blake remembered Yuria and Bradley’s attitude as if they were waiting for him.
“My name is Leonhard Danehart.”
Leonhard Danhart.
He vaguely remembered hearing rumors about the genius of the Duke of Danehart.
“By what right do you have to interfere in this story?”
“First of all, because I’m the vice president of the academy student council, and I’m protecting Elin and Elina.”
“…Protection?”
Blake said curiously.
Does that mean he is hiding the two saints?
It was even unrealistic to see him speak so calmly in front of himself as the Heretic Inquisitor.
‘It’s not unusual.’
Blake felt a twinge of foreboding running through his brain.
His intuition as a Heretic Inquisitor trained for many years warned him of his danger.
“It is literally protection.”
“One of them is the saintess of Yuan. And another one is suspected of falsely telling the oracle of God. Do you know that if there is even the slightest infidelity between the two of them, the Confucius who hid them will also face punishment.”
“I know. However, that won’t happen. Those two are not heretics.”
“How can you be sure of that?”
Blake was on edge.
The intuition continued that nothing should be caught off guard in front of this boy.
“I brought you to be sure, so check it out.”
“…under. You said you protected a while ago?”
“I protected it with an investigation. Finally, the investigation is over.”
As Leonhardt beckoned, two beautiful girls with silver hair entered the room.
Blake had also seen the girls, who were remarkably similar to each other.
Elina and Elin. The two saintly sisters were holding hands as if they were intertwined.
“hello. Long time no see. Interrogator Blake Wright.”
Elina greeted her with dignity.
Elin did say hello too, but somehow it was in a casual manner.
Even though he is now being investigated for a crime that could lead to the death penalty.
‘You’re cheeky.’
According to the church’s order, this investigation was directly ordered by God.
It’s an order from the archbishop, so the information must be certain.
‘Is he the cause of this confidence?’
Blake stared at Leonhard, who was standing next to the saintess and sisters, for a moment.
Upon meeting his eyes, Leonhard gave a relaxed smile.
Eventually, Blake frowned and walked in front of Elina and Ellin, bowing politely.
No matter how suspicious the church is, Elina is a saint of the Neftam Church.
“Do you know why I came? Yes.”
“Yes. Of course I know. Am I being accused of lying about the oracle? And I heard that Elin is suspected of not being forgiven by Neftam-nim.”
How can you be so confident in front of yourself knowing that?
It was normal for everyone to tremble in fear in front of the Heretic Inquisitor.
“Let’s get started.”
However, Elina was even urging him.
“Come on.”
Even Elin.
Even so, Blake didn’t like Elin.
Being a saint of Yuan, it was like being protected by the church.
‘I’ll definitely kill you here.’
He had intended that from the beginning.
“Yes. Then immediately.”
Blake took a step forward.