Chapter 392 – Broken
Ramiel thought.
She said maybe she had already gone crazy.
Otherwise, how on earth could one worship Wolfgang, his worst enemy who took everything from him?
The place where she was imprisoned was the deepest place in the sunspot where her flow of time was distorted. Although her absolute time here was short, it was meaningless.
A hell of royalties designed from the very beginning to punish sinners for eternity.
In the twisted and interrupted flow of time and the endless darkness, only repentance and suffering are allowed to sinners.
To sunspots, even a single day feels like an eternity.
In this place where external interference is completely blocked, the only sounds you can hear are the madness and pain-filled complaints of your colleagues who have already gone crazy.
This space very slowly and steadily destroys the minds of the prisoners, as if even the screams of other criminals are clearly part of the punishment.
Even those who were clever and clever enough to plot and lead a huge plot to overthrow the empire on the outside lose their shine here in just a few hours.
Even for Ramiel, who was familiar with darkness as a high-ranking demon, this was no exception. At first, she felt she could bear it, but that was just an illusion.
The reason Ramiel was able to avoid going completely crazy.
This is because Wolfgang, who at some point had strong and contradictory feelings of hatred and adoration at the same time, became her last support.
Ramiel pleaded.
“I’m not even asking you to get me out of here. Just… Please hold my hand at least once. Then I’ll tell you anything. I’ll do everything you tell me to do. So, huh?”
Now, neither the cause nor fate mattered.
On the outside, she was Ramiel, who played the role of a stereotypical villainess who was cold, haughty, and arrogant, but that was only a mask.
The endless pain and darkness completely removed her mask.
What was revealed was nothing more than a lost sheep that had been broken down by repeated failures, the contempt of her colleagues, and her low self-esteem.
It would be easier if I completely let go of my mind…
Even as she got to the very end, she hated it.
Although she was born noble and in the process of falling to the bottom, she let go of many things, she did not want to lose herself.
Even if you have to rely on someone who is worse than your enemy.
She wanted to live. No, she actually didn’t care if she died.
At least as herself.
Ramiel lowered her head and muttered.
“Please… “
“I said something.”
Wolfgang responded coldly.
What Ramiel thought of Wolfgang was none of his business. To her, Ramiel is just a demon who deserves to die.
Wolfgang, who had personally dealt with Eclipse’s evil plans, knew better than anyone else how terrible they had done to innocent people.
Does it make sense to bow down now on such a topic?
It was a disgusting sight.
He is Wolfgang, who experienced the war and came closer to death than anyone else.
Although he was treated as a hero in the Empire, he was also a murderer who took the lives of countless people, and was even called a slayer in the Land of Frost.
It is no exaggeration to say that his current position was built on the blood and flesh of countless people, and he himself acknowledged that fact.
The reason he was able to survive without dying was because he was a little stronger than others. That’s why he came here.
If you take someone else’s life, you must be prepared to sacrifice your own.
If an enemy stronger than Wolfgang appears, he will do his best to sacrifice his life for his precious people. If that doesn’t work, he’ll die.
Then it’s over.
I have no intention of denying that fact.
But what exactly is this demon before my eyes?
After taking the lives of so many people, are you saying that when you get to this point, you grab the enemy by the leg of his pants because you want to live?
—Taboo
Wolfgang took a step forward.
Then the prison manager, who was quietly prostrating behind him, silently gestured.
—Srurr…
The chains that bound Ramiel’s body were instantly released, and her body fell ungainly on the cold prison floor.
Ramiel let out a divine voice as if she was surprised by the sudden touch.
“Ugh… !”
Wolfgang approached Ramiel and grabbed her by the hair. And he made me look straight into his eyes.
“Don’t be mistaken.”
A soft, angry voice echoed in the cell.
“You are in no position to ask me for favors.”
“Ah, ah… “
There is no way that she would have provided separate clothing to her traitor, so Ramiel’s clothes were similar to her naked body just before she was brought here.
The rags that had been torn here and there from the battle barely covered the private parts.
In contrast, Wolfgang’s attire is extremely aristocratic.
The reason was that since he had become the princess’s fiancé, she should have the dignity appropriate for him. It was a splendid outfit that exuded dignity just by standing still.
The two of them showed a stark contrast.
“Why do you think they’re still keeping you alive?”
“…”
Ramiel couldn’t even properly respond to Wolfgang’s words.
It was just that she was breathing heavily, as if she was not happy with the hand that grabbed her hair.
It was quite a strange sight, but Wolfgang was not impressed at all.
“Because it has minimal use value. Information that will come out of your mouth. Because we need the information we need to wipe out your damn hordes. “Other than that, you are of no use whatsoever.”
“Tsk… “
Rather, there was even murderous intent in Wolfgang’s voice.
—Turup!
Wolfgang’s grip tightly tightened Ramiel’s thin neck.
“Honestly, I still want to just kill you. You’re an enemy I’ve captured anyway, so there shouldn’t be any problem. I’m just going to listen to some nagging. Even if I break your neck here to kill time.”
Every time a word is uttered, her gaze, forced to face her, crawls on the ground.
“Of course, I’ll have to suffer more. That’s it. Anyway, after a few more heads are ripped off your group of bastards, I’ll be spewing out similar information.”
—Falter…
The sight was so brutal that even Hume, who was watching from afar, hesitated.
Ramiel muttered helplessly, as if he had resigned himself.
“Then… I’d rather just do it that way… “
“No, that won’t happen.”
Red eyes slowly losing their shine.
Facing that, Wolfgang snorted softly.
“I have no intention of letting you die so comfortably. To rot here slowly, feeling at least some of the pain felt by those you killed. As for information, at least call a warlock and force it into your head… “
That moment.
“… “I didn’t kill him.”
“What?”
“I didn’t kill anyone. At least with my hands.”
The answer I received was very unexpected.
I have no experience with murder. She was a fierce apostle of Eclipse, so what could be more fitting than that?
Even Wolfgang was so dumbfounded that he was speechless for a moment.
But even so, nothing else changed.
“What a childish excuse. Even if what you say is true, it doesn’t change the fact that you were an executive of the rebels who took countless lives.”
Even if he didn’t actually kill him directly, it was just an attempt.
In fact, she led the plan to bring the great devil to this land by sacrificing an entire territory, and she must have done countless other things that could kill people.
Literally a childish excuse.
From the listener’s perspective, it is not even possible to know whether it is true or not, and it is nothing more than a remark made to escape the immediate situation.
However, as a result, Wolfgang’s murderous intent faded for a moment, and Ramiel continued speaking slowly, observing his gaze.
“I know. That I look ugly now. It must be incredibly similar. Now he’s hanging on as if he’s going to lick my feet.”
At this point, I was speechless.
Wolfgang asked, loosening his grip on Ramiel’s neck a little.
“Why are you doing this?”
Suddenly, rather than disgust, I felt curious.
What made those demons like that?
What kind of change in his state of mind did he undergo while in captivity that made him look so different from what he knew?
“Do you really want to save your life?”
“No… Even now, I have no particular desire to live.”
When asked if she wanted to live, Ramiel shook her head.
And then, even though it was difficult, he looked straight into Wolfgang’s eyes.
“As I already told you, I will tell you everything I know. If there is anything you want me to do by putting you on a leash, I will cooperate. Therefore… “
Have I completely given up?
Or is he plotting another evil plan?
“Even if I kill you, at least kill me with my own hands.”
He didn’t know that, but Wolfgang had a hunch.
At least the last word was true.
