Chapter 740 - 279: Assassination_3

Chapter 740: Chapter 279: Assassination_3

In response, the Black Cat’s reply was straightforward:

"In that moment before dying, you’ll understand."

"I see, it should be like that indeed."

The Queen nodded, still showing no change of expression despite the repeated declarations of her death by the other: "If that’s the case, what are you hesitating for? Why haven’t you acted yet? Surely, no one will interfere with you now, right?"

There wasn’t a single other sound around them.

Whether it was the solemn-faced Royal Court Guards, the docile servants, or further away, the guests on the viewing stand, everyone maintained the pose they had when the Black Cat arrived.

Yes, that was precisely why the two of them could leisurely converse like this.

The moment the Black Cat appeared, she had already frozen all the time around here.

Currently, the Queen and she were situated in the gaps of time, if the Black Cat would kill the Queen and walk away. To everyone around, it would appear as if the Queen on the throne suddenly fell to the ground, lifeless.

The Black Cat didn’t intend to explain what she did, nor did the Queen seem to care at all what the Black Cat did.

It was as if to her, the topic of "freezing time" was far less interesting than how the other would "kill herself."

"...I have a few questions."

The Black Cat spoke: "If you can give me answers, I will offer you a peaceful death."

"What if I don’t want to answer?" The Queen asked with interest, even with a hint of mischief in her tone.

"I will return all the pain you gave me." The Black Cat slightly widened her world-weary eyes.

"No, thank you. I fear pain."

The Queen responded with a seemingly capricious excuse: "Go ahead and ask."

The Black Cat paused.

"The first question."

She said, "Twenty years ago, after the Garden was invaded by enemies, Luennolay’s Inner City District was also breached by suddenly appearing Remnant Beasts. I asked Feng, and he said he never arranged such a plan. So, why, when the enemy had broken through the Small Realm Gate and could even attack the Rose Palace, did they split off such a force, to a theoretically unrewarding Inner City?"

When asking this question, she was very calm, her words coherent, obviously this question had been honed in her heart countless times, just waiting for this moment to be spoken, to seek an answer.

"Sorry, you spoke too long, I didn’t catch it." The Queen replied leisurely.

"Then I’ll ask differently."

The Black Cat took a deep breath:

—"In the war back then, who was it that destroyed Luennolay?"

"Of course, it was the rebels from the interworld." The Queen answered directly.

"Feng told me, it wasn’t him." The Black Cat glared at the Queen.

"Who is Feng?"

"...The commander of the Interworld Army."

"Do you choose to believe the words of an enemy commander afterward?" The Queen countered.

"I don’t believe him."

The Black Cat shook her head: "But I believe in logic, and at that time, he indeed had no reason to divide his forces."

"People sometimes act without following logic." The Queen slightly raised her head.

"I don’t want to hear this kind of prevarication..."

"Yes, indeed it was my order."

"...What did you say?"

"I said, it was my order, to let the Remnant Beasts into Luennolay Inner City District." The Queen stated calmly.

In the gap of time, the atmosphere seemed frozen.

"Why?" The Black Cat’s expression didn’t change, as if she had already anticipated this answer.

"Because being pursued by you is so boring, I hate doing boring things."

"What I’m asking is, why did you give that order back then?"

"This..."

The Queen slightly tilted her head: "Why indeed?"

The Black Cat was stunned.

While the Queen seemed to be seriously thinking, like reminiscing, only after a while did she speak again: "I’ve forgotten."

"Forgotten...?"

"Unfortunately, my life is too long, the decisions I’ve made too numerous to count. To prevent my memory from becoming too cluttered, I generally choose to forget things of little importance. So you were too late, that piece of memory should have been abandoned by me already."

The Queen seemed to observe, to appreciate the Black Cat’s expression, with a teasing tone: "Is this forgotten answer important to you?"

The Black Cat’s breathing became much heavier.

Her prosthetic limb hidden inside her sleeve repeatedly opened and clenched, her tense body as if at the next moment would move, and tear open this person’s throat.

She had no idea what expression she wore now, but she didn’t want to lose composure in front of her enemy, so she struggled to control herself, not smiling, not crying, and not angry.

But the intention to kill could not be hidden.

When the Queen gave the answer "forgotten," her expression visibly became more sullen.

"My sister... was in the Inner City District at that time."

She could only speak, recounting to the other with nearly uncontrollable hatred, that excruciating past: "She was a newbie Magical Girl, back then, she was only 10 years old."

"Ah, I see."

The Queen was suddenly enlightened: "So she died?"

The Black Cat’s expression distorted once again.

"She died."

She enunciated each word: "Because of you."

"Poor child."

The Queen commented: "But to have offered her life for me, that could be considered an honor under her unfortunate sacrifice. I will try to remember there was such a child."

The Black Cat really wanted to tear apart the person in front of her right now.

But her questions were not over, there were still doubts yet unanswered, if she acted directly, some answers she might never know the truth of in this lifetime, so she forcibly suppressed the nearly overflowing intent to kill and hatred.