Chapter 395 - 387. Daylight Legal Robbery
As a witness for the House Trial case, Zein had to talk to a prosecutor too. Although, since it was a House Trial, they called her the inquisitor. Interestingly, the person was Radia’s aunt--Calix’s younger sister, who was the mother of the sisters Zein met on his first visit to the Peak.
It would be Zein’s first trial, so, much needed to be done to...set an agreed-upon story. They had to cull any part that would implicate Zein instead--like how he almost killed all of his kidnappers. They wanted to take as much as they could from the Horins, so even though he didn’t like it, he had to play the part of a pitiful victim.
"I better gain a lot from this," Zein stared at the prosecutor’s team sharply. He didn’t mind playing tricks, but he didn’t like having to look weak and pathetic--not now that he was a patriarch of a clan.
"Don’t worry, Sir Ishtera," Tilia Mallarch smiled confidently. "We can get you their residential compound if you’d like."
Zein raised his brow, but she had the kind of smile that her mother and nephew had. He pondered about it for a few seconds before replying. "I’d like that," he nodded.
"Then, it shall be done."
Zein wondered if being confident was the trait people with the blood of Mallarc had. Well, it wasn’t a bad deal for him--although he had to make sure someone was with the Elder during the trial, or else the old man might faint from high blood pressure when he heard about how those people kidnapped Zein the first time.
The inquisitor team talked with Senan next; not just as a witness to the second kidnapping attempt, but also as a witness to the Black Viper’s attack in the past. Strangely enough, to tie the past case to the Horins, Bassena would be present as the lawful owner of the Golden Viper’s old log and account books.
"This is interesting," Zein muttered when he knew.
"Right?" Bassena chuckled as he chopped the ingredients for their dinner. "I didn’t think we’d be involved in the trial like this--what do you want to do with the potato?"
"Mashed them," Zein said, with a ferocity that made people question if he was really talking about the potato. "You know what--I’ll do it."