You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 453

Sorry for the Prince he served, Biel sighed coming closer, as some sense of comfort wanted to be told as he believed Zeleskiaz was to slowly calm down once telling founded motives for him to do so. — "Sigh... Come on, don’t become negative now. You should remain calm the most at times like these. Don’t even think about that and focus on the search. It’s not cool-"

"You think I care to be cool when my love’s missing? Are you asking for death right now, Biel??"

"... Alright, that’s my bad... But listen to me. The more you lose it, the more at risk the search becomes. You know well that your aura’s dangerous and doesn’t discriminate. If you don’t keep a hold of yourself you’ll only hinder our objective to find her."

"....."

"Is that silence a sign that you understand?"

"Shut up..."

’He knows but can’t actually control it... I suppose it makes sense.’ — Biel as he saw Zeleskiaz continue to focus intensely on the map’s lines, thought while respecting the quiet the Crown Prince requested brusquely.

Nonetheless, soon after, Zeleskiaz spoke again to the weary right hand, trying to grasp the calmness his desperation did not permit, yet forcing himself as he wished to learn about other matters of the circumstances.

"... Did the Duke already learn of this?"

"... I come from his tent... It’s terrifying to see him mad... Anyone who confronted him at the peak of the Lucid warrior’s glory must have crapped themselves before even being reached by him. I get goosebumps at how silent he became."

"..."

"Will you go see him?"

"No. We might kill each other if I do."

"... That’s true."

"... If he knows that’s fine."

Tension had been instilled between the Crown Prince and the Duke even before starting the search for Marianne. The ways Zeleskiaz had employed had been extreme when little was known, yet Orland allowed it given the knowledge he had managed to gather after a while of difficult indagation over his son’s murky schemes and behaviour.

Hostility had strengthened and Zeleskiaz, although troubled for he was the father of his beloved, was now cautious to meet him. For even as both wished for the Lady’s appearance, both of the men’s nerves were at their limits... And the Crown Prince who lightly felt regret at his attitude now was concerned. For he was aware the Lady cared for the father... and given the news and the scene Biel had witnessed, the Duke who even if reluctant to the Crown Prince’s devotion towards his daughter had still allowed him to be of aid in every matter that involved her.

"It’s only you who’d die."

"..."

"! Your Grace... You have come..."

"I’m not weak for a brat like you to put me to death." — Annoyed at the conversation he overheard, Orland entered the tent of the Crown Prince without caring for permission. Glaring at Zeleskiaz instantly as he turned to see him pace inside; indifferent to the right hand’s respectful welcome. — "However, let’s not start with these unpleasant discussions of ours. You’ve heard the news so you must know why I’m here."

"... Sincerely, I am not truly certain as to why you have come here, Duke."

"Then that shows either how stupid the Empire’s heir is or how little your brain is worth solely after a day." — Walking around Zeleskiaz, a frowning Orland came to sit at the place the Crown Prince had moments ago. Leaning to stab his fingertip on a certain spot of the map, and glance at the disagreeable Prince. — "This... is where we are. All of this has been searched and not a clue of my daughter has been found."

"I am aware."

"... You also are aware that Paul and Theressa disappeared from the prison you sent them to... As it is, they now confirmed they are the sole culprits behind Marianne’s disappearance... My three children... now are missing." — Showing a dark expression, Orland made those before him respect his demeanour, suddenly knocking with his knuckle on the table as if his wrath had faded to tell his intentions. — "What I came to tell, is that although you came so openly to take them, they have dug their own grave with this. We should continue to look everywhere. I asked Thomas to take care of every document Paul possesses under my roof. His right hand, which I placed on the kid for vigilance, is also being interrogated at this moment."

"Right... The Emperor also conveyed that they are investigating the prison they were put in, if they manage to pick a sense of their aura we might be able to find them and also Lady Marianne."

"They won’t find even a bug." — Standing from the seat Orland confidently announced. — "That kid... to begin with, it wasn’t Paul who went to jail last night. It must have been obvious but I suppose he used a good puppet to go with the tool he used. I’ve seen it be used before. He was never in jail... although I can’t say the same when it comes to Theressa... She acted too well."

"Kh! If that is the case then he has been out of our hands from the beginning!"

"Don’t raise your voice at me. I’m tired and I don’t feel like fighting a brat now." — Orland demanded, annoyed by the headache he experienced. — "Whatever the case is, the fact that finding Marianne is the principal objective doesn’t change. Today we should try searching the plains, they are vast and although not much vegetation is there, there might be a little something going on that we missed. Once we search that area, we can concentrate fully on the hills and near forest which will be more difficult to search properly. Control your temper a little or you won’t know what to do again when it’s obvious."

"... Coming from you, I cannot deny it would work as you appear calm."

"I have a d*mned fame for a reason... Just like you do, Zeleskiaz." — Glaring at the Crown Prince as he prepared to leave, Orland in his untidy attire told him, coming a few steps closer to look into the eyes that did not retire from his menacing anthracite... to tell one last warning. — "For that very reason, I warn you at this moment... Once we find Marianne... if my two other children are there... You better not touch a hair of their heads."