The Tyrant Won’t Let Me Go

“Ah… It’s weird, right? I couldn’t use a horseshoe blade, but I know how to use a lightning strike.”

“It’s not normal.”

First of all, he couldn’t use a horseshoe blade, but it’s the first time I’ve seen someone who knows how to use a lightning strike.

Looking through the old literature, there may be cases similar to Cedric, but it was very likely that there would not be.

Even if such a case was recorded, it was clear that only one would come out of the entire history of the Deamant Empire.

“Well, that’s true. I practiced like crazy when I didn’t know if I could do it or not. Actually, I still don’t know how I learned how to use the lightning strike.”

“How many years have you been practicing without me knowing?”

“About three years.” Cedric answered in a calm voice.

‘Wow, you hid it for a long time.’

Well, I mastered the lightning strike over seven months.

Cedric practiced alone and hid it so that I wouldn’t know, so it would have taken a much longer time than I did.

“It’s been three years, and from a certain moment, it started to work out little by little.”

Three years…

I thought it was Cedric-like to secretly pour his efforts alone for such a long time.

‘I was also surprised.’ The fact that he worked so hard just because of what I said.

“Really… You worked hard.”

“Yes.”

Cedric laughed softly.

“I practiced a lot with the intention of renewing our contract, not marrying Ciel.”

“Hey, I think you just said what you’re really thinking right now.”

Cedric turned his gaze away when I spoke in a nonsensical tone.

“The flowers are blooming beautifully these days. Shall we go over there to practice next time?”

“Don’t change the subject.”

And practicing alone for three years was commendable, but it means that he already planned to prevent my retirement at least three years ago.

Such a scary guy.

‘You grew up well, but why did you grow up like this? You look fine on the outside…’

As expected, couldn’t we change the setting of the ‘obsessed man’ in the original work?

No, but why are you so obsessed with me instead of Persephine, the heroine?

“Ciel, wasn’t your left hand empty these days?”

“No, not at all.”

“Don’t you want to wear something shiny and round?”

“As I said before, I don’t accept rings. And I’m never going to put one on my left hand.”

“Why? You have to put something precious in the hand of a precious person.”

Cedric giggled and held my hand.

‘Precious person… ‘

I bit my lips without realizing it.

‘I’m precious?‘

Wasn’t that the complete opposite of what I hoped for?

As I raised my head, I saw Cedric who had a faint smile on his face.

As a cool breeze blew, his shiny black hair fluttered.

Through his swaying hair, I could see the red eyes containing embers that never went out.

When I realized that those eyes contained my reflection, my heart pounded, but I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Ciel? Why are you laughing?”

I forcefully turned my head away from Cedric, who was staring at me.

“No. It’s nothing.”

✿

The narrow interrogation room looked dark and stuffy.

They say it was made that way so that it was easy to obtain a confession by putting pressure on the subject of interrogation.

In the case of that woman, she drank Verda Confesión, although it didn’t mean much.

“Ciel, are you okay?”

Cedric asked, as I watched the interrogation room through the window.

I replied with a smile, seeing his worried gaze.

“Of course. You don’t have to worry.”

“Really?”

Cedric hesitated, looking at my complexion.

“I thought it wouldn’t have been okay if it were me.”

Cedric walked over to me and looked into the interrogation chamber and spoke.

His voice, which was much louder and deeper than when he was a child, whispered as he leaned on the windowpane.

“If I ever see my mother again, I won’t be able to act as resolutely as Ciel.”

Cedric rarely talked about his mother. Like how I don’t talk much about my mother.

It’s difficult and painful to face the person who abandoned me and bring back those memories.

“Unlike you, I’d probably collapsed. So I think you’re amazing having to face everything head on.”

“No…”

My calm voice echoed through the room.

“Your Majesty would have done the same as I did. His Majesty is also a strong person.”

“No, I…”

I smiled as I looked at Cedric, who was speechless.

“Since I taught Your Majesty, I’m sure you would do it just the same.”

At that, Cedric’s eyes widened as if surprised.

And he looked really happy and smiled brightly.

“That’s the best compliment I’ve heard recently.”

“No, I’m serious…”

Just then, the iron door in the interrogation room opened and Rukia brought in the silver-haired woman.

The woman’s silver hair was messy while sitting in the chair and looked more fizzy than before.

She had a bandage wrapped around her arm, which had been injured by the sparks from my sword.

The dark eyes with blood stains were out of focus, perhaps because she had taken confession pills.

‘It’s awkward to see her in this state.’

At the time of the incident, the way she struggled left such a strong impression, so I wasn’t used to the way she sat still and stared blankly in front of me in just a day.

Cedric glanced at Ciel to check on her expression, wondering if she cared about the woman.

I glanced at him to show that I’m okay and smiled a little, but Cedric glanced at me with worry seemingly uneasy.

“Your Majesty, I’m fine.”

Only then did Cedric smile slightly and relaxed his expression as if it wasn’t really serious.

“Your Majesty, Commander. I will begin the interrogation now. Can you hear me?”

Rukia’s voice could be heard in the room.

Because Rukia, through magic, made his voice inside the interrogation room audible outside the window, even where the two of us were.

When I nodded in front of the window, Rukia gestured understanding the signal and began the interrogation.

“Let’s go back to what we interrogated yesterday.”

A low-pitched voice echoed through the interrogation room.

Unlike when talking to us, it was a very cold and dry voice.

“You got information that could hurt Commander Minerva, and you’re told to spread that information to people and make people believe the information by saying you’re her mother, right?”

“Yes.”

The voice that came out between her lips that moved indifferently was also dry.

It was such a doll-like movement that I wondered if she was the person who ran so wild yesterday.

“In return, you received drugs, but a few days after receiving the order, you accidentally found the Commander on the street, and later realized that she occasionally visits the street, right?”

“Yes.”

“Then you thought that if you threaten the Commander with the information you got, you could get money again, so you made a plan, waited until the Commander appeared on the street again, and then approached her. Who visited the street yesterday?”

“Yes.”

“So, you prepared a knife with Flonecia pollen, and when the threat didn’t work, you tried to threaten her with that knife, right?”

“Yes.”

“But you couldn’t control your emotions and just swung it around?”

“Yes. I was angry.”

The dazed, unfocused eyes were absolutely disgusting.

[Anger control disorder should be in moderation, too!]

I could hear Caliberne’s voice saying it was pathetic.

“Then, what’s the secret that could put Commander Minerva in trouble?”

When the question was asked, the air in the room sank heavily.

In the midst of silence, the woman opened her mouth.

“The child has the traitor’s blood.”

Traitor?

‘Come to think of it, even back then…’

In the midst of confusion, the woman continued.

“That child’s father…”