No Evil Lady in the World (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 175

The command had been given, and there was no turning back. Becker, trembling with fear, cautiously raised his upper body and finally lifted his head to look at Sediloi’s face.

It was a face he hadn’t seen in a very long time, but Sediloi was still a strikingly handsome man.

Even though he must have aged considerably—certainly compared to when Becker had left—his eyes, like the bark of an ancient tree, still shone with intelligence.

Added to that was a solemnity born of years of anguish, making it nearly impossible for Becker to meet his gaze directly.

“You say you’re sorry to me, but what exactly are you sorry for?”

Sediloi asked, and Becker realized there was no way to escape this place. Lowering his head again, he hunched his shoulders and spoke.

“Your Grace, please… please forgive me.”

Silence fell. It was a heavy silence, difficult for Becker, for Jemero, and even for Sediloi to endure. It was quiet but felt like a storm.

Sediloi suddenly felt the hairs on his neck stand on end, and he had to force himself to suppress it, drawing deep breaths and exhaling in bursts.

Turning directly toward Becker, who was prostrate on the floor, Sediloi spoke.

“There’s no time or need for long explanations, so I’ll ask the important questions first. Becker, why did you flee on the day Verbo and Liriya died?”

Old Becker didn’t respond. But it seemed less like he was deliberately staying silent and more like an invisible hand was strangling his throat. His wrinkled face was deathly pale, and his dry lips trembled incessantly.

Jemero spoke.

“His Grace is questioning you. Answer.”

His voice, unlike usual, was stern. It struck Becker’s back like a heavy whip, making him tremble even more.

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