Chapter 15: 011. Imperial Prince is Hunting a Witch -4 (Part One)
BANG!!
Morian’s head smashed into the hard, cold stone floor. Her teeth ca loose and her nose bone broke. The girl then brandished her kitchen knife and brushed it against Morian’s neck.
Accompanied by a chilling sensation, the skin on Morian’s neck split apart slightly, and blood began dripping out a little between the cold tal and human flesh.
Since Morian studied human anatomy, she imdiately realized that even the slightest resistance would result in her artery being cut wide open.
She was suppressed even before she had enough ti to even shiver from fear.
The Imperial Prince looked at the platinum-haired girl with a surprised expression before walking over to Morian.
“Man, that surprised .”
The boy looked down at the captured Necromancer, ‘Morian’, with a slightly flustered expression. The latter’s shaking eyes alternated between the prince and the girl.
They were both carrying icy-cold glares.
Morian quickly looked around her vicinity and saw the villagers standing nearby. Having found out that she was the Necromancer, their eyes were just as cold, even containing clear hints of killing intent too.
They obviously hated her for utterly decimating their village and ruining their lives.
Morian found them far more terrifying than the boy prince or the girl. She gritted her teeth. She was captured in the end. At this rate, she’d die for sure!
“S-spare .”
The villagers wouldn’t let her live. She was the culprit who caused the deaths of all their loved ones, after all.
If she wanted to live, then she had no choice but to appeal to the Imperial Prince. Even if she sounded shaless, she needed to beg for her life here.
“What do you an ‘spare you’? You were so busy trying to kill , you know... You getting tortured before being burned at the stake wouldn’t be enough to make feel happy here.”
The Imperial Prince lightly waved his hand.
The platinum-haired girl must’ve understood what this gesture ant, because she began pushing Morian’s head down even harder against the ground as if to protect the prince.
It felt as if Morian’s skull might shatter from the sheer physical force alone. Such strength couldn’t possibly have co from the small hands of a young girl.
‘Oh my god?! Just who is this girl? Where is she drawing this monstrous strength from...?’
Morian couldn’t budge an inch anymore. It was clear that her opponents didn’t plan on letting her off the hook. Without any doubt, she’d be reported to the Theocratic Empire. The relevant authorities would be inford that an assassin dared to harm the grandson of the Holy Emperor. She beca desperate after thinking about her future.
She wasn’t just any other criminal, and if the Imperial Court really got a hold of her, then it wouldn’t simply end with her execution.
“Please... I beg of you, let go.”
The corners of the Imperial Prince’s lips twitched. “Why should I? I finally caught you after going through so much crap, aning I don’t have a reason to do so. Why should I spare a b*tch who tried to kill earlier anyway?”
Morian gritted her teeth. She needed to survive. In order to do that...
“If you let go, I’ll tell you everything. I’ll tell you who ordered to kill you. Aren’t you curious about that?”
“Kill ?”
The Imperial Prince looked stunned at this sudden revelation. But that made sense since this particular Prince already had no chance in becoming the successor of the Holy Emperor. He had been basically abandoned by his family.
So it was a little wonder why he’d be surprised to learn that he had beca a target for assassination.
Hope began blooming in Morian’s heart upon seeing the changes in the Prince’s expression. If she played her cards right, then she might get to seduce this naïve young boy again and escape from this situation.
Her confidence shot up since she had already chard the boy once before.
“T-that’s right. I was told to seduce you and make it look like you killed yourself...”
“It wasn’t suicide?”
The Imperial Prince seed flabbergasted, but regretfully, that was all–he might be confused by these revelations, but he showed no signs of any willingness to let her go.
This wouldn’t do. What she did wasn’t enough to convince him. She needed sothing far more stimulating...!
Morian quickly recalled the reason why the Imperial Prince had been banished in the first place. He was just a naïve and immature kid, yet his interest towards won was in full swing. He was dumb, and extrely easy to seduce too.
That’s why...
“You were interested in , weren’t you? I can beco your slave. If you want, you can do whatever you want to my body...”
...She should continue seducing him.
He was a boy going through puberty. He’d definitely show a reaction when a healthy and slender beauty was seducing him.
“...I’m not interested in fooling around with a 60-year-old granny.”
Morian bit her lower lip. She was currently in an aged state, so this sort of response wasn’t that surprising. She couldn’t seduce anyone with her current appearance.
In that case, she should try that...!
“I... I won’t tell anyone. I won’t tell anyone about the ‘magic’ you used earlier!”
This boy, he summoned zombies.
She wasn’t sure how he did it, but well, if rumors of the Holy Emperor’s grandson summoning a bunch of zombies got around, then never mind the grandson in question, even the Holy Emperor would feel the heat!
If she used this fact to negotiate with him, then...
“Ahh... that’s right. This b*tch, she saw ‘that’, didn’t she?”
The glare in the prince’s eyes grew even colder.
Sothing went wrong just now. Morian needed to retract what she had said or else. Just as she hurriedly opened her mouth, he forced his shovel inside her jaw instead.
Morian’s trembling eyes were now looking up at the prince.
“I advise you to reply promptly to the questions I’m going to ask you now. If you get it, blink once,” the boy said.
Morian blinked her terror-filled eyes.
“Three months ago, were you the one who hung up on the tree?”
She blinked her eyes once.
Back then, she seduced the Imperial Prince and lured him into the forest. The dumb prince fell for it and followed after her. She then subdued the foolish prince who showed up all alone and hanged him on a tree, thereby making it look like a suicide.
In case sothing unexpected happened, she even confird that his heart stopped beating too. She left after feeling confident of his death, and yet sohow, the Imperial Prince ca back to life.
Paladins soon showed up afterwards to protect the boy, thinking that he tried to hang himself. They stayed around for a month to guard the monastery, but fortunately enough, the Prince couldn’t rember anything from the incident, and thus, Morian was able to escape from their suspicion.
Even after the Paladins went away, she remained under the radar for the next two months to avoid further doubts.
And the result of all that was this.
The Imperial Prince sighed in relief. “So that’s what happened.” He ford a bitter grin and threw out the next question, “The one who wanted dead, do you know who it is?”
Morian remained still for a bit there, her eyes wide open.
She didn’t know who it was exactly. However, she could speak about the organization she was a part of instead.
The Imperial Prince seed to have read her mind, seeing as he raised the shovel up a little. “Oh? In that case, what is it that you wanted to tell then?”
Now that her mouth had beco less restrained, Morian was able to speak what was on her mind, “The organisation I belong to.”
“What’s the na?”
“It’s the Black Order. They ordered to assassinate the seventh grandson of the Holy Emperor.”
The answer ca out way too easily. In fact, it was even more suspicious precisely because of how quick she ‘fessed up.
“That ca out way too easily. I don’t believe you.”
“Rather than being caught and tortured by the Theocratic Empire, being honest is far more preferable right now,” Morian replied.
The Theocratic Empire’s ‘Heresy Inquisitors’ were basically a bunch of inhumane demons. They were supported by not so piffling little organisation, but the entire Empire.
As far as the human physiology was concerned, they possessed far more intimate and detailed knowledge than the Necromancers who dealt with death itself.
Such as, how to not kill a person while still inflicting the maximum amount of pain, or how not to destroy one’s mind while still placing the poor person in the maximum load of stress, etc, etc....
Their rcilessly cruel and evil torture thods were infamous for making 99 out of 100 confess to their cris.
They would torture you until they got the exact information they wanted, and then, they would start performing strict and precise live experints until the victim’s life ran out.
Basically, they were worse demons than the Necromancers. They were a group of people clearly at odds with how the holy n and won of faith should behave, in other words.
“So you want to spare you with only this little information?”
“Please let go. I beg of you. Once I’m certain of my safety, I’ll provide you with all the info I can on the Black Order. I’ll even report back to you on who wanted to kill you.”
“Who’d be dumb enough to believe that?!”
This had to be a lie–that’s what the Imperial Prince thought.
“If you want, we can perform the Soul Contract. I an, it’ll be troubling for you if your magic gets known to other people, right?”
The Soul Contract. A type of pledge that Necromancers could make while using their souls as collateral. A promise would be made by risking a certain amount of one’s remaining life span, and in case the promise was broken, the contract ensured that one’s soul would be torn to tiny little pieces.
Morian, now in the appearance of a shrivelled-up granny, pleaded with him desperately.
The Prince looked at her and nodded his head, as if he too agreed with her sentint. “Right, if that gets out, things will beco annoying for too.”
“Y-you see? Soon, Paladins will show up here after realizing that sothing has gone wrong.”
It would be infinitely more preferable to kill herself rather than get caught by those bastards.
“Let go before they show up, please. If I were to get dragged before the Inquisitors, they’ll find out about the magic you used and...”
“Annnd? That’s why it’s dangerous to let you live, right? My bad, but why don’t you just die instead?”
Morian’s expression hardened upon hearing this.
The young Imperial Prince was grinning right now. The way the ends of his lips curled up, that was definitely not the smile of a devout cleric who worshipped a deity. No... that was a cowardly, vulgar smirk that belonged to a devil.
This bastard, he never planned to let her live from the beginning!
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