The Assassin and The Blind Saint

Arc 2 Chapter 10: Interrogation

I was in front of the House of Councillors not far from the residence of the Imperial Crown Prince—Prince Otto von Habsburg. Walking towards the entrance of the building, I then walked into one of the halls of the Council members. There is a 12 on the envelope. Not long after, I arrived at the door of this room numbered 12.

Huh uh? There was a familiar nameplate on the doorstep. I knocked on the door three times.

“Iya, please enter.” Yep, I recognize this voice.

I then opened the door of the room and found a middle-aged man tidying up some documents.

“Ah, Mr. Sirius. Nice to see you back.” Greet Mr. Radolf with a smile towards me. “Please sit down, what can I do for Mr Sirius?” Mr. Radolf allowed me to sit down and question my need to come into his room.

“Ah, nice to meet you too Mr. Radolf. I'm here because I was ordered to deliver this report letter to the Board Building.” I'm handing over the letter Senior Hans gave to Mr. Radolf.

“Hm... Details of the incident regarding the actions of the rebels in the museum a few days ago yes.” Mr. Radolf opened the letter and analyzed it. “Alright, I will submit this report to the Board when the meeting is later. Is there anything Sir Sirius needs?”

“No, thank you Mr. Radolf. I'll be back at the base then.” I stood up to say that. But I saw Mr. Radolf standing up.

“Ah, Mr. Sirius. Can we walk and talk together? I'm going to visit my son at the City School in line with the Guard Patrol Headquarters. Does Sir Sirius not mind?”

“Of course not, Mr. Radolf.”

We then walked side by side out of the City Council Building. After walking for a few minutes, there were many people in the city who were shopping around the street. We are in Wien City Main Market.

“Happy Day Mr. Radolf.”

“Mr Radolf, you always look as cheerful as ever.”

Residents around the market greeted Mr. Radolf with respect. I think the story of his kindness is true.

“You are greatly respected in this City Mr. Radolf. The courageous Master's action does not raise the price of products from your businesses because they want to help those who do not have is very commendable.”

“Ahahaha... Sir Sir Sirius need not praise me excessively like that. Before I became successful like this, I was the same as those who didn't have this. So I understand about their suffering during this difficult time.” Mr. Radolf responded to my praise with a humble attitude. “As a result, they chose me to be one of the City Councils to represent them overseeing government policies,”.

But, is this okay? I don't think it's just the little people who buy Mr. Radolf's products because he didn't raise the price, people who can afford it are also more who prefer Mr. Radolf products than other business products that are much more expensive. Will other business people be silent to see almost all of their customers move to Mr Radolf?

We then arrived at the Wien City Beginnings School. Some children were playing in front of the school.

“Dad! You've come to bring my gift!?” A little boy whose face was familiar then approached us. “Hey, hey Dad. Did you buy me a birthday present?” ask the boy excitedly.

“Before it's Milo, greet first Mr. Sirius. Don't you remember the man who saved us from that thief?” Hearing his father's words, the boy looked at me.

“Ah, Patrol Guard's brother, huh? Thanks to what you said at the time, Brother Mirela became moody all night you know.” The boy said it with a sullen expression.

Didn't you expect that, boy? If I accepted your brother's invitation, you might be the one who would cry all night.

“Alright, Dad! Where's the prize!?” The boy went back to his father.

“Hahhh... Since you acted disrespectfully to Sir Sir Sirius, we must do as usual to decide you will get your present now or not.”

“Ehhh... boring..”.

Mr. Radolf then took out a gold Coin and widened his palm.

“Head or Tail?” asked Mr. Radolf with a smile.

“Ehhhmmm.. Tail!” After hearing his son say that, Mr. Radolf threw the coin into the air and caught it with his palms.

He then opened his palm slowly right in front of the Son's eyes.

“It's a shame Milo... You won't get your reward today.” Hearing his father's words, the boy then looked me in the eye with a vexed look.

“It's your fault!”

Hey, why am I being such a villain here? The boy then ran back to the field to play with the other kids back.

“Pardon her Mr. Sirius, Milo is still a child and has always admired her brother— Mirela.” Mr. Radolf's voice sounded regretful as he said that.

“Ahh... It's okay Mr. Radolf, I as a child was also the same as Son of Master. In fact, seeing her behavior reminds me a little of the past.”

“Is it... By the way, when is Sir Sirius going to see Mirela? He often asks about you to me you know.” Mr. Radolf said so with a seductive expression.

I could only laugh softly in response to Mr. Radolf's question.

“Okay Sir Sirius, I won't hold you back much longer. You still have a job at your place of work, don't you?”

“Yes, there's some work I have to finish this afternoon. In that case, please say hello to Mr. Radolf.”

***

After parting ways with Mr. Radolf, I then returned to the headquarters and walked into the autopsy room to check on Senior Hans's interrogation results. Upon my arrival in front of the room, I heard the sound of a punch and the screams of someone echoing inside this room.

Is the interrogation still going? I then opened the door of the room and found Senior Hans holding the collar of the rebel who was sitting tied up in a chair. I then looked at the table on which there were tools for torture that looked clean and did not seem to be used at all.

Did he interrogate the rebel by just beating him? Huhh…

“Senior..” Hearing me call him, Senior then removed the rebel collar from his hand. Looks like sweat is pouring out around Senior's face.

"You've returned Sirius? Hurry up too you, I just hit him three times. It seems that he should get more than that to open his mouth regarding the important information of his group.” He said the reason with a sinless face. Looking at his facial injuries, you probably just beat him up three times.

“Senior, it's been 3 hours since I left this room to go to the Council Office.” I then hit the nape of the rebel's neck which rendered him unconscious. “I'll get him to talk, Senior please ask me something in the logistics department to ease this interrogation process.

...Author Note: Skip this post for those of you who don't like torture scenes...

***

I began to regain my consciousness after the noisy fellow man who kept beating me to the back of my body. After a while of fully gathering my consciousness, in front of me was seen the fellow of the man who beat me up earlier sitting on a chair. Between me and himself there was a table on which were three buckets of different sizes.

“Ahh... You're up.” The man then walked up to the table. “Alright Mr rebel, I don't want to talk pleasantries here. My job is to torture you however long it takes to get you talking. So, if you want this procession to stop, you know what you have to do, right?”

“What you do is for free! I will never betray my brothers in arms!” I shouted those words to regain my resolve.

Captain Leon.give me a glimmer of your courage to get through all this. I'm sure you'll make our dreams come true. So I won't regret even dying here.

“If you are thinking of giving us false information, well. Our team will check the truth. Then your torment will not stop before our team confirms the information I got from you.” After saying that, the man then held onto the buckets. “Then, which bucket will you choose Mr rebel? Inside it contains something to make your mouth talk you know.”

I then hesitantly pointed at the biggest bucket. The man then tapped on the bucket and heard a rodent-like sound in the bucket. He then opened the bucket and saw a mouse the size of an adult fist.

“Alright, we will start with mice Breampis.” He then took off my shirt and placed the mouse over my stomach and covered it with the bucket. “You know the mouse Breampis? They live by digging and biting holes in the ground. You know what they'd do if a fire was put in their hole?” The man whispered his words in my ear.

In the man's hand was a match that my colleague used to carry. We got that thing from the Republic of Anconia spies. He then started to turn on the match and then put it on the iron bucket that was on top of my stomach.

“...!”

I felt my stomach being clawed by the mouse. Soon enough, intense pain began to be felt in this part of my stomach.

“Aghhhhh! The rat is choking on me!”

Damnit damnit! My stomach feels torn! The rat tried to break into my stomach to get out of this hot iron bucket cage!

“Aghhhh! Fucking rat! Stop that!!” After a while the man let the rat gnaw on my stomach, he then reopened the bucket and put the mouse back on the table as usual.

I saw my stomach full of holes. I saw blood pouring down my stomach.

“Then, which bucket do you want to try this time Mr rebel?” Hearing her words, I could only shake my head.

“You don't want to choose it? How about this, I'll replace you with your other comrades if you manage to hold back whatever's in the rest of these two buckets.” He whispered back in my ear.

I then pointed at the bucket that was in the middle of it. The man then opened the bucket and held onto an insect that had countless legs.

“Ahh. The sting hurts a lot you know.” The man then walked to my side.

“A-what are you going to do!?” My voice shakes when I say that.

“Ssttt.. These insects hate the noisy sounds you know. So, don't yell too much.” The man said it while putting the insect into my ear.

I began to feel a strange tingling sensation in my right ear. I have to hang on. It's gonna be over soon. I-I, will not lose to this sadistic man's game!

The man then squatted down and took something under the table.

“Alright, Mr. rebel. Let's start counting.”

Counting up? W-what did he mean about that!?

“Aghhhh!” The man suddenly pulled out the nails on my toes.

After I shouted, the insect inside my ear started to sting. I began to feel intense pain while hearing the beast's disgusting voice bite through my ear.

“Aghhhh! Please stop! Aghhhhhh! Ghhhhh!” The insect stings that were in my ears started to become.

The man then walked to the left side.

“Thousand minus seven, how much?”

Huh uh? Wh-what does he mean?

“Aghhhh! Damn Aghhhh! What are you doing!” The man pulled my toenails back.

I felt this pain in my ear. Back I heard the strange sound of the insect straight from inside my ear.

“Thousand in minus seven, how many?” Back, the man whispered those strange words in my ear.

“Se-nine hundred ninety-three.”

“It's great.. let's continue.”

After that, I continuously answered the man's counting question. I even answered it a few times wrongly because I couldn't focus on thinking because I was enduring the pain. The nails of my toes have even run out in his dislodging.

“Thirteen minus seven, how much?”

“Hahhh...Hahh... E-six.”.

“Good once, now live last bucket.”

I was no longer strong. My consciousness began to fade.

“This is a Bloodsuck worm. This animal can enter the human body then become a parasite in it, eat the blood of its host and then grow and break the body of its host.” After he said that, the man then inserted the worm into the hole made by the mouse in my stomach.

“I have a magic scroll that can kill the worm from your stomach. But remember, your time is limited.”

I closed my eyes. I felt something moving inside my body.

T-this is so scary. Am I going to die in such a terrible state…? All I want is justice. I just want to live with my family back…

I miss those days…