Chapter 382: A Glass of Wine Question
In the desolate streets of Caritas City, a group of people walked toward the mayor’s mansion. Some residents peeked out from inside their homes, but the moment they recognized the group, they quickly hid.
What they saw was Young Master Alexi and his knights, seemingly escorting a young man in custody. As they watched, they could only lament the young man’s fate—catching the young master’s attention surely meant he was done for.
However, what these people did not realize was that the young master and his knights seemed like puppets, their blank stares revealing that they were guiding Aldrian while under hypnosis.
After walking for about thirty minutes, they finally arrived at the vast mansion. When the guards at the gate saw the approaching group, they immediately opened the gate to let them in. The guards watched as the group entered before they disappeared inside the mansion.
"What a poor bastard. Looks like the young master or even Lord Parus got bored and decided to catch someone for entertainment," one of the guards said to his colleague.
"Yeah. No matter how many times I see it, I still can’t fathom how they can do something like that. One time, I happened to pass by one of the rooms and saw Lord Parus torturing someone—skinning him alive." The other guard trembled as he recalled that day.
Hearing this, the first guard also felt a chill run down his spine and silently vowed never to end up on their lord’s bad side.
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Inside the mansion, Aldrian was guided in one direction, where he could sense many presences.
On the way there, he passed by numerous rooms, his senses allowing him to perceive their interiors. Some rooms were covered in bloodstains and bore signs of intense combat. He deduced that a battle had broken out when the Second Prince’s forces stormed the mansion.
Other rooms were filled with horrifying remnants of torture. Once elegant and luxurious chambers had been transformed into torture chambers, some still occupied by the living. Some victims hung from the ceiling by their hands, their bodies bloodied and broken. Others had severed limbs yet were kept alive, their suffering prolonged.