Chapter 394: Deremein’s Festival
Chapter 394: Deremein’s Festival
"I am sorry. I don’t like handshakes." Vesper replied with a neutral expression as she looked at Marie.
"Ah... It’s understandable. You are the lady of a noble house, I won’t question your habits. Should we go inside your room ?" Mother Marie spoke with a smile as she lowered her hand.
"Sure but I must warn you... there is an un-invited guest inside my room." Vesper replied with a smile as she immediately turned the hourglass in her hand upside down and suddenly the room’s door opened up.
*Click*
Runa walked out of the room, her body working against her will as she walked upto Vesper and stopped.
Her eyes immediately lowered in shame, in front of mother Marie.
"She was spying on me and got caught. Then I tried to interrogate her a bit-" Before Vesper could’ve completed her sentence, Marie cut in between.
"Did she say something ?" She asked with a curious expression.
"That’s the strange thing about it... She is rather tough and willing to die instead of revealing anything about who sent her." Vesper replied with a neutral expression.
"She is wearing a Nun’s dress code but when we asked her if she is from the church, she didn’t reply." Leon spoke with a neutral expression as he looked at Marie.
"Do you know her, Marie ? Because if she is one of you-" Vesper started speaking with a smile but before she could’ve completed her sentence, Marie interrupted again.
"Never seen her before. You should kill her or I will for disturbing the stay of my guests." Mother Marie replied with a neutral expression.
As soon as these words came out of her mouth, Runa immediately looked at her with wide eyes.
’A compromised asset is a dead asset. I had this possibility in mind that she will not acknowledge her at all, but I also thought that she would ask to take her back to the church for more interrogation.
Right now it appears, she wants to eliminate the loose end immediately.’ Leon thought as a smile appeared over his face.
"We will kill her, but I will torture her first. She dared to attack the lady of Jackson household. We will be taking her back to and-"
*Cough-Cough*
Before Leon could’ve completed his sentence, Runa started coughing silently as her mouth was sealed by the technique.
"What the-!?" Vesper spoke as her eyes widened in confusion.
*THUD*
Suddenly Runa fell down to the floor and her whole body started shaking violently, blood started coming out of her mouth and suddenly she stopped moving.
Leon walked upto her and slowly placed two fingers in front of her nose.
"She is dead." He spoke with a serious expression.
"But... How ?" Vesper asked with an utterly confused expression.
’The demonic seed in her mind must’ve exploded, she wanted to confirm her death in front of her eyes. That’s why she came here. Haa... She is one hell of a bitch.’ Leon thought with a neutral expression as he walked away from Runa’s corpse.
"Looks like she committed suicide. Must’ve been the orders from her master or something. May God bless her soul and she find peace." Marie replied with a neutral expression.
"That’s not possible she can’t committ suicide, my technique-"
"She died by committing suicide, ma’am." Leon replied with a neutral expression as she cut Vesper mid-sentence.
As soon as Vesper heard this, she immediately went silent.
"The butler is right. You should listen to him." Mother Marie replied with a neutral expression as she pointed towards Leon.
"Ma’am... You should take rest now. I will take care of the body." Leon replied with a neutral expression.
"No, No, No... Please, you don’t have to do it. You are my guests, it’s my responsibility to take care of you... Guards." Mother Marie spoke in a loud voice as she called out the guards.
Two guards immediately rushed upstairs and picked up the body at once.
"I will get some guards to stand outside the Inn as a safety measure and I promise you, this will not happen again.
As an apology for this, here I will give you this." Mother Marie spoke as she gave a small card to Vesper.
"I also don’t like it when people hand me things, butler." Vesper spoke with a neutral expression as she looked at Leon.
"Yes... Ma’am." Leon replied with a neutral expression as he took the card from Marie.
As Leon looked at the card he noticed that it was green in colour and completely blank from both sides.
"What’s this ? A green card ?" Vesper asked with a confused expression.
"Yes, it’s called a green pass. If you showed it to the guards, you will be allowed inside without any questions and you will be able to stay in the kingdom as long as you want without spending a single penny. I owe you this much after such a disgraceful incident." Mother Marie replied with a neutral expression.
"Oh that’s a good card then." Leon spoke with a smile.
"Indeed you will get the best service once you show this card to any guard. I apologise for the inconvenience once again, madam." Marie replied with a smile as she looked at Vesper.
"Apologies accepted, Marie. You can also come to the Jackson household anytime and you will be more than welcomed." Vesper replied with a smile.
"Oh, I will be more than happy to come but right now we are just so busy with the arrangements of the Deremein’s Festival that I can barely leave the church." Marie replied with a neutral expression.
"I have readed about that festival in a book, it’s celebrated because on that day the Elf king Deremein Slayed a very strong demon who had enslaved a whole kingdom under him and used to torture them in order to generate negative emotions, so he can get stronger.
I can’t seem to remember the name of that stupid fucking demon..." Leon spoke as he pretended to be confused.
’...I know his name, I just want to hear it from her mouth.’
"Rup-Er Trolin." Marie replied as she stared at Leon with an almost angry gaze.
"Yeah that was the name." Leon replied with a smile.
"They say that demonic powers peak at midnight during that day." Vesper replied with a smile.
"You should stay and celebrate the festival with us... I promise you it will be very interesting. Just four more days to go." Marie replied with a neutral expression.