NOVEL NEXT Chapter 65: Part - 02
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—Inquisition.
“Duh, that’s why I’m telling you!”
“Don’t raise your voice, at all… this is why unclean blood… this is why half inferior blood makes you so crazy…”
At the hearing, Kenya is questioned.
However, he is not sure how many times he repeats the same thing or what he is asking.
And he is scorned as unclean blood.
In the empire, it is a well-known discriminatory term against half-breeds, and many in the parents’ generation call them that, although it is basically banned.
“Then I ask you again. Why did you attack and rebel against our army at that time?”
“So how many times do I have to tell you that it was because we were told not to kill the resistance because of Rhode-Sama’s instructions!”
“When did you receive, did you receive a transmission at that time?”
“No, no. I don’t know who contacted Rhode-Sama… but I have always been told.”
“So you were not ordered to do anything on the spot, but acted on your own interpretation of Rhode-Sama’s thoughts?”
“No, that’s not it!”
“Answer with yes or no.”
“Yes, but!”
“Yes or no, answer me. Don’t you understand a word I’m saying?”
“I didn’t mean to interpret…”
Bang!
The sound of a wooden mallet hitting hard.
The sound makes Kenya turn his attention and amplifies his irritation.
It’s like when a horn is suddenly sounded from behind.
“If I ask you to answer with yes or no, will you answer that way!”
“Then… no!”
“So you were ordered to do it on the spot, then? By Rhode-Sama…”
“So… no.”
Kenya continues this kind of back-and-forth all day long.
In contrast, the other side sits in a chair, takes a break, and takes turns conducting the inquest. But Kenya was not allowed to sit down.
The time was already evening. He was hungry and exhausted.
“I can’t talk at all. Now for another question. You hurt a lot of soldiers that day. Do you understand that?”
“That… yes.”
“The lesser species or the Asgard people. Which do you value more?”
“It’s hard to say.”
“I’m asking which one do you want to help? The answer is two. The lesser species or the Asgard people.”
“—”
Bang!
“Will you speak quickly!”
“I don’t have the answer to that.”
“Hmph, I don’t. You’re a traitor, after all. Fine, let’s see how long you can hold that attitude.”
Then the soldier looks at him, and a soldier in waiting comes toward Kenya.
In his hand is a stick for beating people, like a baton.
“Beat him until he gives you an answer one way or the other. I’ll make you change the defiant attitude.”
“Kuh! What the hell, what’s the purpose!”
“Purpose? We are only questioning you, a suspected traitor. If you answer, we will do nothing. The sooner you answer, the better for you.”
The soldier standing beside Kenya then swings his baton.
Kenya raises his arm to guard it with his hand.
“Again!”
But the baton is not swung.
It is stopped by a loud military officer.
“Org-sama! And Lamia-sama!”
The soldiers bowed to the two soldiers who had entered.
“Org-san and Lamia-san.”
Kenya recalls.
The one with the big body, built like a rock, and just a big voice is one of the three heroes who were at the interview that day. Osiris Halberd.
“I will not allow you to raise your hand to that child, and I order you to be rightly inquisitioned.”
And there’s also a woman. In her thirties or so, but with long blonde hair, like a very beautiful career woman.
She winks at Kenya as she saw him staring at her.
(Now I’ve got points with your son ♥, Lamia, who will be a mum one day.)
Kenya senses some intent in that wink, but he is grateful and bows his head as she stops him from being hit.
“Osiris-sama, Lamia-sama. But this is an order from Odin-sama
“Yes, I have heard that. So I cannot stop the hearing itself, but I have received orders from Odin-sama to hold the hearing properly.”
“… that is…”
“Odin-sama has ordered us to continue the hearing without touching Ken Sylphid at all, is that understood? And I’ll keep this one under surveillance.”
“…understood, sir. Hey!”
“Yes!”
The soldier with the baton then leaves Kenya’s side.
Then, a soldier approaches Kenya.
“Reelbert-San!”
The boy stands next to Kenya and speaks in a whisper.
“I’m sorry for being silent. I am Reelbert-sama’s subordinate. I’ve been acting under cover of my identity… what you call being undercover.”
“I see…”
The soldier’s name is Reelbert, a special A-class friend of Kenya.
In reality, however, Reelbert was working as Reelbert’s subordinate in intelligence work for Rhode.
The reason he hid his abilities and infiltrated the Special A-Class was to keep an eye on Kenya, on Rhode’s orders.
The Inquiry Committee, which was unable to carry out unreasonable violence thanks to Reelbert’s watchful eye, looked at Kenya with a regretful face.
Then, as if it is a reminder to everyone, Osiris Halberd shouts.
“Sieg’s son! The Inquisition can’t be stopped, but if anyone hurts you in any way, remember that man’s face!”
His voice is heard throughout the room, or rather the floor.
“I’ll rip you to pieces afterwards! You know what I mean! Stay strong, boy!”
Then he left the scene.
“Ken-kun, you hang in there, okay? You’ll be all fine by the time you when it’s all over.”
And Lamia-san also winked and left the hearing.
She nailed the soldiers so as not to hurt Kenya.
The pressure is very effective, and somehow their attitude towards Kenya seems to have softened.
(Osiris, such a nice man, and Lamia. I feel something, but she’s kind…)
Kenya suddenly feels tiredness.
“So, then. Today’s hearing is now over, dismissed.”
“Today? What do you mean?”
“Of course, because we still have more questions to ask and we have to make sure that you are not a traitor!”
Kenya had thought for sure that the day was over.
And then he was taken straight to the prison where he had just been waiting.
Then, even Kenya realizes what they are after.
“Oh, so this is a ploy by Odin to tire me out.”
“Ken-kun, here’s your meal. It’s not much, but…”
“…is this all you have?”
“I’m sorry, we’re under heavy surveillance… this is still more bread… be patient, Rhode-Sama is also moving.”
Then two loaves of bread, water and soup were brought by the Reelbert.
For Kenya, who is in his growing years, this is honestly not enough.
But if he doesn’t build up his strength, he won’t make it through the week.
Fortunately, thanks to Osiris and Lamia, there were no physical trauma problems.
All I have to do is endure the daily inquests.
Kenya then eats a meal and decides to go to bed, trying to keep his strength as much as possible for tomorrow.
The night breeze is cold and there is no bed or blanket.
I shivered and went to sleep that day.
(Don’t worry, Rhode. I won’t lose.)
Kenya strengthens his will.
If the battle has already begun, I will endure this week and defeat Osiris-san.
If I do that, the world will be at peace.
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“Did he eat properly?”
“Yes, everything properly.”
“Yes. I’m looking forward to tomorrow. I’m sure he’still in good health, though.”
A beautiful witch smiles at the man.
Odin’s secretary and mistress, a woman called Catherine, smiles slyly.
“I’m looking forward to seeing you in a week.”