CHAPTER 191: CHAPTER 158: FATHER AND DAUGHTER_3

Fortunately, the invisibility potion hadn’t lost its effect at the time, otherwise, if the warm-hearted Old Ba saw them being bullied, he probably wouldn’t stand idly by.

This was really too dangerous!

"Support! The Empire has already rotted to its core!"

Rowena responded to Ethan’s call, raising her hand to speak, "Back then, I was also inexplicably framed by them!"

"Don’t try to make trouble here, those accusations against you are all true!"

The other side said.

"That he is indeed real." Rowena clarified her strategic plan, she had to stick tightly with Ethan, "Just think, who else but him dares to call Bazatous Old Ba?"

If real followers of the Evil God heard this, their means of revenge would be no lighter than the Church’s; they’d have to chop off the heads of those who show great disrespect to the Father and assemble them.

"I’ve said it before, that mad dog Minos will definitely bite and not let go of you."

Lindong laughed more happily, "Ave refused the Second Prince, which gave him the opportunity. He knows your relationship with Ave, and now, by capturing you as a follower of the Evil God, he can use this to force Ave into compliance."

Previously, at the Reception Bureau, they didn’t forcibly pin this accusation on Ethan, keeping Ave’s face in mind.

Minos is a smart man. He knows if Ave is on the same boat as the Second Prince, using this to question him, he would be the first unable to deal with it.

"But it’s okay, my home is very safe, they can’t find it here. Now we just need to wait for Ave to handle the family affairs, and we can advance the plan to the next stage."

Lindong felt that a life not pursued as an Evil God’s follower was destined to be incomplete.

While the few were talking, Minos was also throwing a fit in the dungeon.

"What do you mean they ran away? Where could they run to right under your noses?"

He was ready to interrogate Ethan overnight, though as an important hostage to restrain Ave, temporarily he couldn’t harm his life, but he could make Ethan suffer some skin and flesh pain to dampen this young man’s spirit.

The Judicial Court has many ways to make the interrogated suffer unbearable pain; even the most steadfast knights in the Kingdom Army can’t withstand the agony brought by the instruments.

This should have been a wonderful evening.

"The innkeeper said he saw him go back and never came out again, but when we arrived, the person was already gone!"

The subordinate reported to him.

This was really too bizarre, logically this time the wanted person was just a D-level investigator, who had just arrived in the capital, and could disappear without a trace under the encirclement of the Kingdom Army, the Church, and the Judgement Army.

Could it be... that guy is really an Evil God’s follower?

He shivered.

"Go find them, I want to see you bring him to me before dawn!"

"Yes!"

Minos glared at the retreating back of his subordinates, unable to explain why he was so angry; ever since he met Ethan, this anger had been pulsating in his heart.

"Very disrespectful, a mere D-level investigator dares to defy you."

The whisper echoing in his ears intensified his rage, it seemed to be a young man’s voice, lingering in his ears for several hours, each time it rang it could ignite the most primal anger in Minos’ heart, bringing him to the brink of losing control.

He questioned the name of the other, seemingly vaguely hearing an echo from afar.

Kane.

The voice introduced itself, "If I were you——"

Kane observed Minos, who was furious and bewildered, with great interest, knowing the other was already on the verge of losing his sanity. He wanted to say something but suddenly felt a chill from deep within—a coldness beyond words, urging him to flee at once.

The familiar magic power fluctuations brought on a completely different chill.

So Kane followed his instincts and decided to slip away, not forgetting to cast a sympathetic glance at Minos, who was oblivious to the disaster about to befall him.

Minos’ ears finally fell silent, he sat at the table, and the uncontrollable rage subsided somewhat; he didn’t know Kane, suspecting it was a trick Ethan was playing.

He exhaled a breath of hot air.

This damned ghostly weather!

The capital had never been this cold before!

He reached for the warm wine on the table, intending to prepare for the brutal interrogation ahead.

However, his hand grasped empty air, and he stared blankly at his outstretched right hand, feeling no pain, nor any sensation, followed by intense fear—that was a hand that had lost all its fingers, naturally unable to grip the mug handle, the wine in the mug clearly still steaming, yet upon a closer look had already frozen into ice.

Minos screamed, rolling off the chair.

His other hand was the same, losing five fingers, leaving only white stumps, he kept backing away, yet quickly touched something, he turned his head to look, seeing a headless corpse.

That corpse wore the same clothes as him, the missing head retained a terrified expression, rolling under the table.

He saw more.

Without his awareness, the dungeon seemed to twist into a slaughterhouse, a hell full of corpses.

Bodies hung like pork on iron hooks, and bodies strapped to chairs, divided by various torture instruments.

All wore clothes identical to his, with faces identical to his.

Minos felt something pushing against his back, he trembled as he raised his face, seeing the figure who was supposed to be dead two years ago.

Waist-length white hair and eyes as red as the devil.

The most cruel smile he could imagine.

Red pupils looking down at him, raising a pale right hand to grasp his hair, then the head separated from his body was lifted.

The blood froze before it could gush out, and before his vision dissipated, Minos saw an even more terrifying scene.

He saw another self, sitting impatiently at the table, reaching for the warm wine on the table.

"Don’t be nervous, Mr. Chief Inspector, the night is still long."

He heard the devil’s whisper, "You still have 99 ways to die that you haven’t experienced."