Chapter 180
As the centipede stayed under the water, Gilbert tied to the pillar began to struggle. His face flushed red as if he couldn’t
breathe at all.
His
became wide eyes
open,
and his face distorted as if he were underwater as Simba was.
“If I kill the centipede, Gilbert may die or get severely wounded,” Eliza analyzed and inclined to the latter possibility.
Gilbert wouldn’t have separated from the centipede if his life was put at risk. However, its death would have a bad effect on him, and that explained why he attached great importance to it.
After the analysis, Eliza poured all the water out of the wooden bucket, and the centipede got exposed. The moment the centipede was spared, Gilbert was relieved from the struggle.
However, Gilbert looked sick, and his face was pale. Thanks to the torment, Gilbert completely sombered up.
Gritting his teeth, he glared at Eliza. “The saying of Bortenland is true. Women are evil.”
Eliza stared at Gilbert and opened her mouth, “I dare you to repeat that.”
Obedient, Gilbert cursed, “Hell with you, you evil woman!”
Eliza quickly adjusted the wooden bucket and added one ladle of water to it. “You!” Gilbert cursed again after he recovered from the shock.
Unfortunately, he soon felt breathless as if he had drowned. Simba was still at the bottom of the wooden bucket.
“No…” Tied, Gilbert struggled like mad. However, he couldn’t break free no matter how hard he tried. He had been tied by Tina tightly and skillfully.
Before Gilbert fainted, Eliza slowly poured away all the water in the bucket.
After a series of coughs, Gilbert gasped for air and came to life again.
His eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Eliza. Sobbing, he cursed, “You vixen, you pride yourself as the kind Holy Lady, but you torture a centipede. Won’t your conscience stir?”
Eliza raised her hand and shook it. “It seems you have a deep misunderstanding of me. Now, let me make myself clear.
“First of all, I am indeed Holy Lady of Bortenland, but never have I prided myself as a kind person. It is your, well, master, Sophie, who does.”
Eliza didn’t have a clear idea of the relationship between Gilbert and Sophie, so she chose the word, master.
Hearing this, Gilbert rolled his eyes at Eliza. “Who says she is my master? She is not qualified.”
Well, it sounded like the relationship between Gilbert and Sophie wasn’t as close as Eliza had imagined.
However, Gilbert had risked his life for Sophie. Why did he disdain her now? Eliza kept all her questions to herself and didn’t get to the bottom of it.
She said, “I don’t care if she is your master or not, and I will call her whatever I want.”
Eliza shot one cold glance at Gilbert and continued, “Your master, Sophie, is kind, innocent…”
“Pfft!” Once again, Gilbert interrupted Eliza, “Sophie? Innocent and kind? What a joke!” Gilbert threw back his head and roared with laughter.
Laughing, he cursed, “She’s a liar! She fooled all of us. Together with her damn mother, she made us laughingstocks.” In the end, he lashed out at Sophie.
Eliza looked at Gilbert and patiently waited. She didn’t open her mouth till Gilbert stopped cursing. “Mark my word. I will torture your centipede if a third interruption happens.”
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Eliza pointed a finger at the wooden bucket. Instantly, Gilbert became cooperative. “Okay, okay, go ahead.”
“After your master, let’s talk about your centipede,” Eliza said blandly as if she lost interest in her conversation with Gilbert. “You poisoned me with this centipede. Because of it, I lost a lot of blood.”
She thought, “It even drank the magical water in the pocket farm. It should feel grateful for the light punishment.”
The centipede would be dead if Eliza hadn’t felt the change in it in time. “How can you expect me to be kind to it? Answer my questions if you don’t want to suffer again,” Eliza threatened.
At that moment, Gilbert was left with no choice. He had been tied, and his centipede was captured. He gave up the fight. “Fine. I will tell you whatever I know. As for the rest, I can’t help,” he said.
Then came Eliza’s first question. “You said that Sophie wasn’t your master, so what’s your relationship with her? Or what’s her relationship with you guys?”
All those killers were obedient to Sophie. Eliza had mistaken those killers for the subordinates of Sophie’s mother and later Sophie’s helpers.
Given Gilbert’s attitude, it seemed Eliza had made a mistake. “We have nothing to do with her or her mother,” Gilbert said.
His tone turned cold as he continued, “You can define us as their puppets if you want.” This description shocked Eliza. “Puppets?”
“Yep. Sophie’s mother drugged us, and her poison makes us suffer once a year. Without the antidote, one will suffer and may die when the poison takes effect,” Gilbert explained.
To Eliza, everything made sense now… Gilbert and his men were under control because of the poison.
“We know how terrifying that poison is. To tame us, Sophie’s mother didn’t give us the antidote in the first year, so many died in the first attack of that poison,” Gilbert continued.
of us
As for him, he had a narrow escape at that time. “After that terrible experience, the survivors became obedient. We did a lot of things and killed many people for the sake of Sophie’s mother. Therefore, we call ourselves her puppets.”
“Did she pass the poison and antidote on to Sophie before she died?” Eliza asked. After a sneer, Gilbert answered, “That better be the case.”
