The Duchesses

Chapter 12 : Different Beliefs

Natalie pauses for a moment, trying to process a lot of information simultaneously. As she was only able to respond to Cardinal Eryx.

"Oh fuck."

"That's why Apollo had caught on the mole at the Northeast!"

"Huh? What? Fuck?" Eryx lowers his head, scrunching his forehead over such a word.

"Thank you, Your Eminence. I have a matter to attend to now. Thus, I take my leave," the Duchess thanked him for his work before departing on her mission.

At first, the Cardinal is a bit weird about her attire at night. However, since Apollo has come around and told her to join him for the night ride, Eryx leaves them out. That's after Natalie rejected his wish to join them cold-hearted. Natalie is as cold as the other Duchess, which irritates the Cardinal. The blonde woman then smiles slightly and says she wants some alone time with Apollo because they are spending less time together now. The Duchess has always been known for her fondness for Apollo. So, it would not be so weird to doubt that.

"What a peculiar woman," Eryx shakes his head.

After a ride that feels so long and her bottom sore, both arrive at the place. The Duchess tie her horse to the nearby trees. She fixes her appearance and wipes a few of her combat boots from the dirt. Then, she wears her cloak before entering the place. The place seems so filthy, with specks all over the walls. The smells are even worst, probably mixture of pees, maybe faeces.

There, she sees a man tied up in a chair. Drops of blood dripped from his mouth, his face a bit swollen. Probably due to the men's punches. Natalie waves her hands, ordering the men to wake him up. They then grab buckets of water and pour them onto him. Then, the poor man wakes up from his sleep. Natalie would have empathy for him if it were not for his dirty deeds.

"Let's cut to the chase here. Why would Crassore sends you to look at the mines at the Northeast?" the blonde started the interrogation, standing in front of him.

"Why would I cooperate with you?" the man flashed his smirk arrogantly.

"The mother of fools is always pregnant," the chilling voice said, but the man couldn't understand what she was saying.

Instead, he draws a confused face with a question of what she is addressing to the matter.

"No wonder you have been caught by my subordinates. I give you too many credits on being smart," the sarcastic remark remains noticed by the man, causing him to look at the figure full of loathing and anger.

"By this time, you should have a faint idea that I would be the one who will have to determine your life and death," the ruby eyes darken.

"Hahaha, you? Who the hell are you?" the man continues laughing wickedly as if he believes this figure wouldn't get anything out of him.

How utterly wrong he is.

Natalie simply watches the man silently. The men can feel a shiver down their spine. The air seems colder than the night. They catch a glimpse of that ruby eyes, and it is deadly. The blonde woman despises wasting her time here, especially since she is fighting for her life. She wouldn't be here if it hadn't been for that stupid accident.

"Hahahahahaha," the blonde suddenly laughs like a maniac.

Warning. (Torture )

The man's heartbeat suddenly palpitates loudly. Her laugh does not sound human at all but somewhat animalistic. That's when he realises he messed everything up and irritates the woman. The lady then pulls out her combat blade. The poor man keeps putting on a brave face and tough facade to intimidate the Duchess.