The Bored God Decides to Meddle

Chapter 10: The Person's Eyes That Trust

---- Direct Continuation ------

I puzzledly stared into those desperate eyes. "uhh, Yes. What do you need?" Of course a lower life form would need me! Wait am I going to be another tool?!!

"We have to go Aperian! Merlin is in danger!"

Gorfon's eyes tilted towards Cerina.

"Awwg! Stop shaking me!" I pleaded with Cerina's forceful grip. Geez for someone who doesn't understand her own situation she sure cares for her comrades. She really is a fool.

"hahahe" I let out a small laugh.

"Melody what's so funny-"

"Please Cerina I need you to testify what was in that room!" Frey's voice snapped me to the current situation. She then looked at me. I nodded. I'm on Frey's side after all right?

"I saw scorch marks in the corner, the wall looked weak there. There were small vents across the ceiling." Cerina rubbed her chin in thought.

"Do you recall how many vents?" Frey slammed his hand against the wall behind him.

"Ah" Cerina became startled.

"Now that I think about it.. It was one connecting vent that outlined the edges of the room." Cerina started examining the cloths on herself. Frey nodded to himself.

"You mentioned the wall looked weak there? Could you explain that?" Frey raised his hand to rub the back of his head.

"Well, naturally I was planning to escape. The wall looked fairly brittle... I could probably break through it" Cerina crossed her arms.

"So why didn't you?" Frey inquired.

Cerina adjusted her butt on the seat. "I couldn't. I awoke in that room feeling very fatigued. I still don't have all of my strength." Cerina started to stretch her arms.

"But what could have weakened you I wonder?" Frey crossed his arms. He knows the answer... Hes enjoying Sajade's face distort. Pffa! I am too!

"That wasn't a holding chamber by any means, at least not a normal one. It's a gas chamber. In this case it was used to pacify those prisoners. It all makes sense when you take into account that they are soldiers." Frey faced Sajade sideways, and directed his index finger his direction.

Sajade adjusted his poster, and pointed the underside of his index finger in return. "If I didn't have this mechanism in place how would I tame the most violent of slaves, especially a pupil of Merlin the Unkillable."

"Admitting that, itself proves you are guilty. Who says you couldn't have fed a more lethal gas in there." Frey crossed his arms.

"You have no proof!" Sajade slammed his fist against a small desk. Poor desk L .

"Then will you permit me an investigation of that chamber. I'm sure I could find that so called proof. Of course you could deny me, but that will only prove your own guilt." Frey trailed off in a snarky manor.

"..." Sajade begin to sweat again his face, furious. "AWWWWWW!" Sajade repeatedly started slamming the desk.

"I think this is sufficient. As everyone can see here The Marnor family has no right to be the king of merchants. I demand he be evicted." Frey demanded. With the truth being revealed his blue domain faded. Sajade's hair became disheveled.

"Freyor Himbleed...." Sajade began to conjure his magical power into his hand.

"Everybody run go to the hero's guild" Frey waved his hand in a sweeping motion.