"Is that... Is that Thomas?"
The soul was almost transparent, flickering violently like a dying candle fla in a storm. Its spectral form was contorted in a silent scream of rage and despair, on the verge of dissipating forever.
"He’s fading, Riku! Fast!" Clara’s ntal voice was urgent. "There’s not much ti!"
Riku didn’t need to be told twice. He acted instantly, his hands moving in a blur.
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A vortex of faint, dark energy ford around his hand. It greedily pulled at the faith death essence in the area—from the decaying leaves, the dead insects, even the residual body parts of the now dead footman. He focused this chaotic energy, pushing it directly into Thomas’s fading spirit.
The soul solidified with a jolt, its translucent form becoming more defined. However, it was clear that it was seething. The silent rage morphed into shocked awareness as its spectral eyes focused on Riku.
"Thomas?" Riku asked calmly, his voice slightly skeptical.
The soul, Thomas asked. "Who.. who are you? How do you know ?"
"We ca to find you. Your wife, Martha, and your son, Pip, asked to look for you."
"Martha, my love,. Pip, my son, sob, I will never see you again." The soul, which was angry monts ago, suddenly broke down.
"What happened to you? How did you end up dying to these wild animals?" Riku asked.
"Wild animals? Heh. No. I was not killed by wild animals. I was killed by those traitorous nobles. and left to be food for the wild animals." Thomas said, gritting his teeth.
"Can you tell us more?"
"Vayne’s dogs! Her personal guard! They caught as I fled the manor!" The spirit’s form twisted in rage. "I knew it was a fool’s errand from the start. I wanted to refuse initially, but Lady Vayne... she had already made it clear. They had their eyes on my Martha, on little Pip.
"They threatened your family and instigated you to plot against the Humrs?"
"Yes. The plan started around a year ago. At first, I was just to stay in the Baron’s mansion, waiting and reporting all the moves of him and his father. It was harmless, so I did as I was told without questioning it much."
"Eventually, the Creep ca. Spread like a plague, it did. So people were more vulnerable than others, but it did not seem to be very infectious. And then.. then I was given a stone.."
"The stone which you planted at the Humr Manor, right?"
"Yes. I thought it was a harmless stone, more like a recording device. But then, Lord Gregor was the only person who got infected by the creep. Then it struck ."
"I asked Lady Vayne about it, but all I was told was that the Creep would only affect those who had a close proximity to the stones, and it was highly unlikely that anything would happen to the others."
"What?! You an..."
"Yes. All the people who are suffering from the creep; they have been exposed to the mist containing stones directly or indirectly. Many of the stones were planted in various parts of the capital."
"Oh my..." Clara exclaid in RIku’s mind.
Riku fell deep into his thoughts. This new piece of information seed to match what the person masquerading as Elara’s father had told them, that the infection was just a ruse; a manmade epidemic to hide the true research of the Creep’s abilities.
"What happened to the stones? How co there are none in the city now?" Riku asked.
"They were removed. The idea was to create a state of panic so that the court would allow expedited trials into the Creep, without much scrutiny. In fact, the day when you ca to the mansion, Alaric had co to retrieve the stone. Lord Gregor was already on his deathbed, and his intention was to confirm Lord Gregor’s condition and take the stone away. Then you ca in and did your thing. The rest.. You already know."
Riku went silent once again. This was clearly a well-planned sche. However, it did not feel like the Vayne family was the mastermind behind all of this. They were probably one of the parties, intending to profit from the mayhem that other nobles were causing.
"Why did you not tell anyone about this? Do you know that what you did was wrong, no matter the circumstances? The Humrs were such a nice family." Riku asked
"I repent. I really do. Lord Gregor and the others have been nothing but kind to all of us. But what could I do? "
"They didn’t promise gold," Thomas’s spectral voice cracked with bitterness. "They promised my family would be safe if I did as I was told. ’Do this, and your wife and son will want for nothing. Refuse... and accidents happen. Especially in a city like Luxia.’ I had no choice!"
"But once they found out that their plan was compromised, they imdiately killed and left to feed the wild animals. Haha...looks like I chose wrong after all. My wife..My son...sob"
"So he was coerced," Clara noted ntally, her own spectral form radiating a cold anger. "This confirms it. The Vaynes play a ruthless ga."
Riku nodded; however, there was one final question he wanted to ask.
"Did you, by any chance, hear the na Marden Robinson?"
The soul of Thomas appeared to think for a while, and then shook his head.
"However, I heard another na."
"What did you hear?" Riku asked eagerly.
"Well, my death did not co easily," Thomas lanted. "The Vaynes made sure that they witnessed the execution, even enjoying evening tea as the guards killed . I was so extrely angry and humiliated!!"
"This anger sohow allowed to stay conscious, even after death. It was then that I heard that they were eting soone. A certain "Lord Malakor" is to discuss the next phase of the Creep’s plan."
Lord Malakor?!
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