After I Died, My Husband Went Mad [EN]: Chapter 136

Time flew by. Sebelia rode in a carriage with Dihart towards the Imperial Palace.

“Then, I’ll be back.”

Claude couldn’t accompany them on this trip to the Imperial Palace. Carl Offen, not the illusionist Claude, wasn’t qualified to participate in Nathan Weden’s interrogation.

The carriage passed through the gates of the Imperial Palace and entered the most secluded area. It was where the tower managed by the Public Security Bureau was located, and also where Nathan Weden was imprisoned.

“Welcome, Duke Inverness, and Miss Bella Offen. We appreciate your cooperation today.”

An officer from the Public Security Bureau came out to greet them. Sebelia glanced around at the desolate surroundings before speaking.

“Nathan Weden is in that tower, I presume.”

Although he was a heinous criminal who had killed many people, he was also the eldest son and heir of a distinguished count’s family. Silas wouldn’t have left him in a damp underground prison.

“Yes, that’s right. A warden will guide you on the way up. Then, I’ll be on my way.”

The officer tipped his hat in salute and turned away. Judging by his stiff tone and cold attitude, he didn’t seem to like her very much.

‘I can’t help it if I’m disliked.’

Sebelia swallowed a bitter smile.

She had heard that there was a lot of opposition within the Public Security Bureau when the idea of interrogating Nathan using illusion magic was suggested. However, Second Prince Shateian suppressed their opinions and proceeded unilaterally.

‘Now that it’s come to this, I have to secure evidence to catch not only the victims who haven’t been found yet but also Silas all at once.’

She didn’t know how many times she would have to set foot here, but she wouldn’t give up. As Sebelia firmly resolved herself, she heard someone coming down from the tower.

Creak-

Soon, a chilling sound of metal scraping echoed as the heavy door opened. A warden greeted them.

“You may enter.”

Sebelia carefully stepped inside with Dihart.

“It’s not like there’s no sunlight, but it’s strangely cold.”

“It’s not unreasonable to feel that way. There have been more than a few who have been trapped here, unable to take a single step outside the tower for their entire lives.”

Sebelia’s eyes widened. Dihart escorted her to make it easier to climb the stairs, whispering.

“Nathan probably wished he was in the underground prison instead of here. At least there, it’s either death or survival, but the tower is not like that.”

“That’s scary.”

“That’s how the higher-ups do things.”

Even though he must have heard their conversation, the warden didn’t say a word and led the way up the stairs. It wasn’t until a dark gray iron door appeared that he turned to look at Sebelia.

“This is the place.”

The warden handed over the key and stepped back, as if wanting to distance himself from her.

“As promised, I will return in an hour to open the door. If anything happens before then, pull the rope installed inside. Then, I’ll be on my way.”

With a neat and impersonal explanation, the warden walked away. Sebelia clenched the key he had given her in her hand before pushing it into the keyhole.

Click.

“Ugh, uh. Ugh ugh!”

The door opened, and an unintelligible mumbling could be heard from inside. Sebelia took a breath and confidently stepped inside.

There, Nathan was gagged and tied to a chair, his limbs restrained. Placed in the middle of the room like a well-packaged gift, he slammed the chair against the floor in a fit of anger.

“Haa.”

Sebelia sighed softly and shook her head. Naturally, Nathan became even more agitated at her dismissive reaction.

“Dihart.”

“Hmm?”

“Is there a way to make the prisoner quiet?”

Sebelia asked, turning her gaze away as if disgusted, and Dihart smiled and took a step forward.

“Of course, there is. In fact, I could make it so he can’t even open his eyes for the next two days. What should I do?”

“Ah, that’s okay. I don’t want to give the Public Security Bureau people an excuse to find fault.”

Dihart nodded and moved his feet. As he got closer, Nathan stopped struggling and looked at him with disbelief.

‘He probably didn’t think it would be like this even inside the tower.’

Those who grew up pampered really have peaceful thoughts. Dihart smiled coldly and turned behind him, and Nathan began to make sounds like a dog.

“Woof, woof woof!”

“I’m sorry. I may be crazy, but I’m not at the level where I can communicate with animals.”

At the same time, Dihart’s hand quickly struck the back of Nathan’s neck. Nathan couldn’t even make a choking sound and slumped on the chair.

“Let’s start, Bella.”

Dihart said softly, wiping the hand that had hit Nathan with a handkerchief. Sebelia was already holding Nathan, who had fainted, by the shoulders.

“Well, then…….”

‘Let’s see what memories you have.’

‘I hope the days when the victims, whose bodies haven’t been found yet, went missing will appear.’

Whoosh-!

As Sebelia closed her eyes, blue light burst out in all directions.

* * *

The news that the first interrogation of Nathan Weden using illusion magic seemed to have been successful quickly reached Silas’s ears.

“What nonsense am I hearing right now?”

An astonished shout pierced the ceiling. Silas jumped up from his seat as if he couldn’t believe it and slammed his fist on the desk.

“Introducing illusion magic into the interrogation? That’s an ability that hasn’t even been properly verified yet. Who on earth listened to such absurd nonsense!”

“Th-that is… Second Prince Shateian is said to have authorized the measure.”

“That damn bastard! I knew it! I should have sent him away with the Empress back then!”

Before the furious Silas, the subordinate continued in a barely audible voice.

“There were those within the Public Security Bureau who opposed it, but the Second Prince issued a gag order, so rumors only spread today.”

If that wasn’t an excuse, what was it? Silas was furious at the situation that wasn’t going his way.

‘It’s all because of that bitch.’

While he was scheming to kill Dihart, that damn daughter was daring to plot to stab her father in the back by rummaging through her brother’s head!

“Ungrateful thing…….”

Silas gritted his teeth. His eyes gleamed wildly as he scanned a certain spot. It was where the amulet he had received from the sorcerer was.

‘I’ll make you a body that can neither live nor die.’

Silas decided to move in a different way than usual. If he carefully set a trap and worked to erase his traces, Sebelia might turn Nathan’s head inside out and bring out all his memories in the meantime.

“There’s no time…….”

He had managed to get through today with luck, but there was no guarantee that he or Empress Ilhwangbi wouldn’t appear in Nathan’s memories in future interrogations.

‘It would be troublesome if memories related to treason were revealed.’

“Damn it!”

It was the first time he had been cornered like this. Silas was extremely humiliated by the fact that the opponent who had cornered him was none other than a bastard.

As he trembled, the subordinate mustered the courage to open his mouth.

“Marquis, there is actually something I have not told you.”

“I don’t need it if you’re trying to provoke my anger.”

“No, that’s not it. I’m sure you’ll change your mind once you hear it.”

The subordinate took a step closer and whispered in a low voice.

“Before reporting, work has already begun, mainly by the managers, as soon as the information was obtained. We have secured a few wardens who dislike the Public Security Bureau, so we will be able to solve the problem soon.”

At those words, Silas opened his narrow eyes. He scanned the subordinate several times with a gaze that judged whether his words were true.

The subordinate’s face was unwavering.

“Hmm, is that so.”

Finally, Silas reluctantly put away his anger, maintaining his pride.

“Tell me.”

“Then, please lend me your ear for a moment.”

The subordinate approached Silas with a relieved expression and whispered about his future plans. As his words continued, Silas’s distorted face gradually smoothed out.

The subordinate stepped away and asked with an expectant face.

“How about this?”

“…Not bad. With that, we can definitely handle it cleanly in one go.”

Silas let out a satisfied laugh. The subordinate, pleased with his superior’s praise, expressed his confident ambition to solve the problem no matter what.

“Once this is resolved, there will be nothing threatening the Weden family anymore.”

Silas chuckled and turned his gaze out the window, then widened his eyes as if he had seen something he shouldn’t have. The subordinate, sensing an unusual sign in his expression that quickly turned cold, approached the window.

“What’s wrong……!”

The subordinate looked at Silas in surprise. Silas’s eyes, which had been coldly sunken, were burning again.

He had been so preoccupied with his own situation that he had forgotten for a moment. He had been so focused on killing Dihart and getting Sebelia into his hands to turn this damn situation upside down at once that he had no time to think of the woman struggling in the North.

“Grenn Inverness.”

The moment her name fell from his lips, Grenn, who had gotten out of the carriage, looked up. Her red hair and green eyes revealed a clear presence even in the darkness.

The eyes of the two met. Silas smiled savagely as he looked at Grenn, who was smiling with a venomous expression.

“So you’re not going to stand idly by anymore.”

Looking at the opponent he was sick of as much as the years he had known her, Silas clenched his fist tightly. The subordinate watching him from the side had a worried look on his face.