Chapter 238: Side Story 29 Part 2
He crouched down to Sabina’s level and looked up at her.
His head tilted lazily, like a dog waiting for a command.
“Stay still.”
This time, she did not hold back her impulse.
Sabina’s hand landed on Tristan’s head and then lifted off.
She left the stunned Tristan and took a seat on a chair.
Standing the entire time was going to be quite a long day.
“I said what’s the point of cutting off limbs if the dead don’t come back to life. I might have to take back those words.”
What she was about to do now definitely had a meaning.
“It’s quite significant.”
The Count had to pay for the crime of falsely accusing innocent people as traitors and leading them to death.
He had to wriggle in agony through an eternity of pain, enough for the souls of those unjustly killed to be appeased.
“Continue with the interrogation. I’ll have to watch from here.”
Then, an interrogator waiting on the side asked in surprise,
“Are, are you sure? It might upset your stomach…”
“Yes, make it upsetting enough. I want to see him suffer with my own eyes.”
That way, the souls of the deceased might be appeased.
“Come here. Watch quietly with me.”
Sabina crossed her legs and flicked her finger towards Tristan.
He made a face like a surprised rabbit, then smiled, revealing his fangs.
“Ha ha.”
And he quietly stood by Sabina’s side.
Like a dog wagging its tail.
Willingly putting the leash around his neck.
“If it’s the queen’s command.”
***
Sabina looked down at the tombstone engraved with Allen’s name.
His body could not be recovered.
Naturally.
“Come to think of it, you’ve always liked children quite a bit.”
To think he secretly took in children and even tried to establish an academy.
“It would have been nice if you had given even a hint.”
She guessed why it was a secret.
Sabina wouldn’t have wanted it, considering how she was a true Finetian through and through, unlike Allen.
“But I’m glad Allen wasn’t a traitor.”
She was selfishly grateful for the truth that he had no intention of rebellion.
Her sincere feelings towards Allen meant she had never been betrayed, not even once.
“Now rest easy. I’ll establish the land that Allen dreamed of.”
Sabina decided to build a school.
‘Naturally, an academy only for the children of Roaz would be too much.’
She planned to build a school that anyone with the zeal to learn could attend, regardless of origin, status, or talent.
That would require a tremendous amount of capital and connections…
“You don’t have to ask me.”
That’s when it happened.
A familiar low voice interrupted her thoughts.
Are you doing mind reading now?
“I even said I’d make it happen the way you want if you just command.”
Ah, that was the statement.
Sabina adjusted her expression and replied,
“The interrogator has done a good job, so now it’s your turn.”
“Why not entrust it from the beginning?”
“Well, you don’t have the knack for going easy like an interrogator. What if you can’t control your strength and end up killing them.”
At that, Tristan’s red lips curved into an enchanting line.
“That’s fair.”
To think the word ‘gently’ could come up after watching Count Valois being interrogated from start to finish.
Dwayne, standing next to his lord, showed a disgusted face.
“I thought, madam, no, miss, that you were the only conscience and common sense of Valentine…”
The moment Dwayne corrected himself from “madam” to “miss,” he received a set of completely opposite glares.
One was with eyes that seemed bewildered and shaky, while the other was so ferocious it felt as if being pierced by a harpoon.
Sabina quickly regained her composure and replied.
“I’m only merciless to the wicked.”
“Th-that’s right.”
Dwayne glanced at Tristan, who seemed ready to kill with his gaze for saying the right thing.
Aha, so that’s why you were so merciless to the Grand Prince…
“Does plucking out those insolent eyes fall under the category of wickedness?”
“You’re already in the category of the wicked.”
“That’s regrettable. Now that I’m already a villain, I feel like doing something worthy of one.”
Dwayne quickly covered his eyes with his palms and shouted.
“Then I’ll go to the Valois family to take care of the rest!”
And he dashed off.
Left alone, Tristan and Sabina stared at each other for a moment without words.
An awkward silence settled in.
‘Has it already been three months?’
Tristan had given up on the bet he proposed.
Sabina had accepted it immediately without any hesitation because, at that time, all she thought about was escaping.
However, as she decided to take revenge on the Valois family, their marriage had to be indefinitely postponed.
‘Not calling off the engagement right away was because I needed a reason to continue staying at Valentine.’
But outwardly, it was only a postponement of the marriage, the servants of Valentine all realized it.
The fact that Sabina would soon be leaving Valentine.
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