Chapter 95: Lokralen (1) (Teaser)
The wanted criminal Brolin, whose real name was Karixel, was apprehended alongside another fugitive, Deuhal.
Despite the outrage expressed by the eunuchs, including Jolang, Deculein’s decision was upheld, and the trial moved forward without delay. Karixel, Deuhal, and over a thousand others were sentenced to imprisonment in the Roharlak Concentration Camp. Deputy Director Lillia Primien raised no objections.
"Move faster, you vermin!"
“Hurry up! You, old man in the front! Do you have a death wish?”
Roharlak sweltered under a brutal 113-degree Fahrenheit heatwave. From the cool interior of her air-conditioned car, Yeriel observed the thousand Scarletborn detainees, bound and led away under the unforgiving sun.
“We’ve yet to establish contact with the Red Garnet Adventure Team,” the butler reported, but Yeriel barely noticed. She was too absorbed in her own thoughts.
“However… the items have been prepared, Lady Yeriel.”
As Yeriel grappled with her internal conflict, her servants acted decisively. They had suggested the most extreme and efficient means to end the deadlock—if war was unavoidable, a quick preemptive strike would be the most effective strategy.
“I made it clear—if he breaks that promise, I won’t forgive him,” Yeriel murmured coldly.
The butler, still focused on the road, bowed his head slightly and replied, “Yes, Lady Yeriel, that is correct.”
“But… It's not time yet. Keep searching, even if it means scouring the Underworld. I need solid information. We have to make contact with Ganesha.”
“Yes, I will mobilize the underground guilds.”
Yeriel had established an underground guild to counter the nobles who aimed to weaken Yukline. Ironically, that very guild was now investigating Deculein, the head of the Yukline family.
"... Do it quietly. Make sure those damn eunuchs don’t get wind of it."
“Of course, Lady Yeriel.”
"Good. Thank you," Yeriel responded weakly, turning her gaze out the window.
"Quit your whining, you damned demons!"
"Move it!"
“Worthless fucking vermin bastards…”
The thousand Scarletborn detainees, with their cores shattered and heads shaved, resembled empty husks. They endured the relentless, unforgiving heat as they were confined to their cells.
If Deculein’s intentions were genuine and he planned to betray her, Yeriel resolved that she would not be brought down as easily as they had...
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