The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 251: Questioning and murder.

All six mages maintained silence, letting it drag on for ten minutes. In that time, not one sound was made, not even a breath. It was if everyone was in a temporary state of suspense and waiting for something to happen.

Nobody on the team of Eldorian’s had expected the interrogation to be easy. Men or women that were brave enough to kill a king were people that were often well trained.

They could endure torture and even take their own lives if it was necessary to hide the secrets of those behind them.

Sigrid was the first to break the silence, she did so with a sigh. "Let me guess, you would all rather die than talk." She leaned forward, a cruel smile on her lips. "I would like to give you some good news, we are not afraid to kill you. In fact, you should all just take your lives right now. It is much better than living trapped in here for the rest of your lives."

Her words sounded like a joke, the mages were sure she was just trying to threaten them. Her feeble attempts to pry their mouths open would not tear through the hardcore training they had endured to become the mages they were. They did not take her words seriously.

Alistair tossed a knife into the cell.

"I am showing you all mercy." Sigrid said, "Take the knife and do yourselves a favor. You can do it personally or choose one of you to stab the others."

One of the mages, Malrik picked up the knife. Everyone held their breath, waiting to see what he would do next. He held the blade to his neck, it’s shiny silver set off a reflection under the dim light in the cell. He raised his hand high, as far as it could go and brought it down.

Most people widened their shocked others, others gasped and in the cell the mages that were next to Malrik stepped away from him, suddenly wary for he had not stabbed himself. He had stabbed Xyra....slicing her throat open.

She had both hands over the cut trying to stop the bleeding. But it was a useless feat as the blood just kept escaping her body like a dam of

fell to her knees and then her entire body hit the floor, face

you done Malrik?" Nyssa questioned, breathing heavily, trying to

what she did to the old princess. A useless soldier is a flaw, all flaws should be removed." He moved to one of the corners and sat down. "I could use some wine and meat, when you are all done with your little show, remember to feed

what he had done did not bother him at

we won’t be hearing from Malrik anymore." Sigrid waved her hand, ejecting Xyra’s body from the cell. "So, Nyssa do you have

"You are probably still in shock so lets try someone else. Noctis, Asher..." she called the two mages

were both male mages that had a very close appearance. They shared the same blonde hair, brown eyes and tiny mole next to their right eyes. It almost seemed as if nothing fazed them, even when Xyra’s neck was sliced, they had remained as calm as monks

continue from here another day. We have a lot of time to get to know each other. I think

into the elevator. "Oh, lest I forget, there is one

were left. There was one fire lit torch on the wall, five flames rose from the

the tattoos on their wrists. Some cried out loudly, pain and anguish raw in their voices echoed

as your society is concerned,

was finished and they all returned to the surface. She ordered for them to be separated and fed. With time, she would have them to moved to

on the lord mage’s mind, a question that he thought she needed to hear. "Isn’t it easier to just kill them?" The Lord