“You didn’t investigate?”
“The investigation or fabrication has already been done from above, and they told me to just do the interrogation.”
“To get a false confession.”
“Yes…”
“By using the most vicious torture technician in the kingdom, no… world.”
“…Tell me something I don’t know.”
Was that what was considered to be revenge? The woman laughed.
“Dirty. No, dirty is not enough.”
Unfortunately, Leon was forced to agree with the rebels.
“Anyway, can you tell me about this?”
“Why would I?”
“It’s because if one day the revolution succeeds, the whole world will know what you told me today.”
“It’s a revolution trapped under the ground. Are you trying to start an ant revolution?”
Grace asked, glaring at the sneering man.
“So, what’s the matter?”
The Leon Winston she knew how to deal with such dirty work as easily as if he was catching a revolutionary army. Though to be reluctant…
A monster wore a human mask. It wasn’t even funny.
“Yes, what’s the matter…”
The man sighed, and he put his hand across the table. Knowing what he wanted with just a gesture, Grace took out a cigar case from the inside pocket and handed it over, shaking the medal dangling from the jacket proudly.
“When you’re a blood-crazed devil.”
“Even a blood-crazed devil has its own philosophy.”
The man put the tip of the cigar to his mouth and lit it by turning the wheel of the golden lighter, sucking on the cigar to keep the flame burning for a long time before letting out a whitish smoke.
“I became a soldier to catch rebels, not civilians.”
He had no taste in torturing innocent people. Besides, he hated it when others used his hobby of torturing guilty people for personal gain.
“And will this really serve my interests in the long run?”
Leon couldn’t shake the thought that the king was making a very dangerous move.
“There will be short-term profits by conspiring, but…”
“No secret lasts forever.”
He tapped the cigar with his index finger, brushing off the ashes, and nodded his head.
“Before I was a royalist, Iwas a human being named Leon Winston, and I didn’t like anything to the harm my personal interests.”
“Private interests come first, so the royalists are right.”
A grin escaped his lips at the woman’s sharp point.
“Phew… thank God. My heart skipped a beat when I thought you had suddenly found your conscience.”
The woman laughed, curling her eyes sarcastically. Leon laughed along and put a cigar in his mouth.
“Found my conscience…”
Winston was born with greed, where conscience should be.
He had no conscience to find. Still, for some reason, he felt uncomfortable in his stomach the whole time he was facing Geoffrey Sinclair today. He felt no different from the mother of the woman he hated, trying to lure an innocent into a trap.
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