Chapter 65
This crazy guy. How dare he throw a dagger at me?
He was the vice guild leader of Finnest.
In other words, before he was Grace’s puppet, he was a member of the Basin family and a person of her father.
How can he throw a sword at Princess Basin on such a topic?
It seemed that something was really off with his mind.
“Ella.”
“Yes!”
Ella came running at Sellonia’s call. Then, as if she had been waiting, she began to search Gillian’s body.
“What are you doing?”
Since his limbs were tied up, Gillian couldn’t avoid it and just glared at her with a murderous look.
“Miss.”
Ella stubbornly took out the items and handed them to Sellonia without paying attention to Gillian’s struggling.
What Ella found in Gillian’s arms were matches, a flat bottle of alcohol the size of her palm, and parchment.
Sellonia picked up the familiar parchment and unfolded it. Just like before, Grace’s name was written along with the magic circle.
“Explain. What is this parchment for?”
“I don’t know.”
“Really? Then should I try using it? Is it a scroll, a transmission spell, or something else? Or is it a communication spell?”
“…”
Gillian’s pupils dilated in surprise.
He had pretended not to know because he thought that the story of finding a magic book in this store was a trap, yet Sellonia really knew exactly what it was.
“It seems that she even used parchment, which isn’t used much these days, to avoid leaving traces. What should we do? You’re caught.”
Gillian’s chin trembled at Sellonia’s easygoing attitude.
His face was already pale. Like a cornered rat.
“Tell me. Before I actually use it to find out.”
“…It’s a communication spell.”
Gillian lowered his head as if giving up and answered obediently.
If she had tried to find out since the parchment had already been taken away, she would have found out right away. Here, she couldn’t keep quiet and make Grace uncomfortable.
“Ha, since when? You became Grace’s puppet.”
“…”
“You’re not going to tell me? Did Grace try to persuade you?”
“Nothing like that.”
“Then it was a voluntary betrayal?”
Sellonia let out a hollow laugh.
She could tell if Gillian had been tricked by Grace or not by using healing magic.
However, Sellonia didn’t want to do that.
It was a waste to use her power on such a criminal.
She deliberately didn’t ask what kind of food Grace fed the male leads. If she had asked, Grace would know that she knew.
‘It’s better not to let anyone know that I know before I get clear evidence.’
If she moved rashly, she might miss the evidence and not be able to find out what Grace wanted. Another reason she didn’t ask Gillian about Grace was because she didn’t plan on killing Gillian.
She wanted to make Gillian pay the price for Wicklander and Henrik, who helped her.
If she killed Gillian like this, the cause of the fire at Wicklander’s store would be considered a simple accident.
So she planned to punish Gillian legally. Henrik would know the truth.
If Gillian was put in prison, she might come into contact with Grace again, so she couldn’t let Grace know that she fed the male leads something.
Sellonia opened the cap of the bottle of alcohol from Gillian’s arms and held it to her nose. Instead of the smell of alcohol, it smelled like oil.
As expected, since he had brought matches, he must have been planning to sprinkle some oil on the store and set it on fire again.
At that moment, a good idea came to her mind. A way to use the magic tool Maxwell gave her to more definitely, and indisputably, frame Gillian as an arsonist.
While Gillian wasn’t looking at her, she quickly took out the magic tool Maxwell gave her from her pocket without letting it show.
Then she secretly activated the magic tool and threw a match and a bottle of alcohol over Gillian’s thighs and said.
“You set fire to the Wicklander store with this, and now you’re trying to set fire to this place with the same method?”
“…”
Gillian looked away from her gaze, yet the corners of his lips twitched as if he had been hit on the back of his head.
“Why did you do that? Why did you set fire to the store when you could have just stolen the book?”
“…”
“Can’t you hear? I’m asking why you set fire to the Wicklander store and killed Wicklander.”
“That old man saw my face. So it’s only natural to deal with him.”
At that moment, Gillian suddenly glared at Sellonia with murderous eyes and sneered.
As if revealing her true self that he had been hiding, in a way she had never seen before.
That was when. Before Sellonia could say anything about that shameless behavior, Tan’s fist flew towards Gillian.
Crack.
Gillian’s face turned around with a loud friction sound.
Surprised, Sellonia stopped the operation of the magic tool she was holding in her hand and looked at Tan.
Tan’s red eyes were burning fiercely with a frightening ferocity. The tendons on his thick neck were bulging, as if he was so angry.
“If you look at her like that one more time, I’ll gouge out your eyes.”
His body was oozing with murderous intent as he spat out words like a beast.
Tan was furious because of Gillian in front of her.
How dare he open his eyes like that in front of her. He wanted to gouge out those eyes that didn’t know their place right away.
“Ha, pfft—hahaha!”
Gillian burst into laughter as he tasted the bitter blood flowing from his stinging jaw and mouth.
Like a crazy bastard.
He quickly stopped laughing and looked sharply at Tan, who was guarding Sellonia like a gatekeeper.
“You have a reliable escort knight.”
“What is Grace trying to hide?”
“I don’t know either.”
“Does Father know? That you’re Grace’s puppet.”
“No way. If he had known, I would have already died.”
Gillian answered Sellonia’s question with a relaxed expression.
Sellonia felt that there was nothing more to dig up from him.
And for some reason, she felt that he hadn’t fallen for Grace’s trick.
Because she didn’t feel any blind affection for Grace like Emily last time. Then, for some reason, he had really become Grace’s puppet of his own volition.
“Ella, now. Bring the knights.”
With no more business for Gillian, Sellonia gave Ella a signal.
Ella immediately opened the back door of the warehouse and ran outside.
“Miss, since I’ve been caught like this, I’ll give you some advice.”
Gillian opened his mouth as if doing her a favor.
Sellonia looked down at Gillian, who was acting insolently, with cold eyes.
“You’d better not be so bold.”
“Really? You’d better not spout anymore. If you don’t want to get beaten up again.”
“Hahaha. I’m saying this for your sake. You don’t know anything… Ugh!”
Gillian groaned in frustration, unable to finish his sentence.
His head turned to the side again. Sellonia had punched him in the jaw.
There was no time to listen to Gillian’s nonsense.
“It hurts quite a bit.”
She looked down at her cold hand. Her fingers were red.
“What the…!”
“Not like that, this is how you hit him.”
Tan cut off Gillian’s angry words and swung his fist again as if to tell Sellonia to watch.
Whack!
A sound of a different dimension from before echoed loudly throughout the store.
“…”
Gillian, who was hit by Tan’s deep fist, couldn’t even make a sound and fell limply.
It was as if he was a deflated balloon.
Even his head, which was bowed down, showed no intention of raising.
Sellonia looked at the back of Gillian’s head and kicked his body with her foot.
His body didn’t move at all, whether he was dead or passed out.
“He’s not dead, is he?”
“He’s passed out.”
Tan snickered as if he found Sellonia’s behavior cute. Even though her body looked slender, she wasn’t always easygoing.
Sometimes she showed herself as more resilient than she was. That’s why he liked her.
This person who looked fragile as if she could break, but never fell.
“Then that’s fine.”
Sellonia turned around without any regrets.
And she activated the magic tool she was holding in her hand, placed it on the counter, and left the store with Tan.