Volume 8 Chapter 9: Support

"Is someone going to let us out?!" Arnie banged on the door. However, what he got in return was silence. His expression darkened as he was prepared to kick a table.

However, his mother, Barb, responded, "Stop destroying everything." Barb's eyes were dark as she bit her nails. What is going on? She didn't understand why she and her son were locked away.

The knights appeared in front of her door one morning and told them they would stay in this room instead.

Did they find out about everything? A thought occurred; Rodrick had been trying to take power and become a grand duke. Barb supported this. She would become the grand duchess if he became the next grand duke. She had seen how people respected Violet, and she yearned for that. Yet all of that was about to disappear.

Being locked in a room was a red flag.

"Open up!" Arnie couldn't take it any longer as he continued slamming the door. This time, it worked as the door burst open, smacking the guy in the face.

"Ugh!" Arnie was sent flying.

"Dear!" Barb quickly walked up to him to see that he had blood coming down his nose! Then, she looked at the brat, "How dare you kick the door down like that?!" Since it was Keith, there was no need to hold back her anger!

"Tch! You think you can talk to me like that with all the trouble your family caused these last few days?" Keith ignored their glare as he sat on the sofa, "Let me make one thing clear, the only reason you guys are alive is because we haven't handed down your verdict."

"Verdict?!"

"What verdict, you bastard!" Arnie charged at Keith as he was prepared to swing his fist down. However, Keith tilted his neck one way, dodging without any trouble. Grabbing his arm,

"ARGHHHHHH!" A hideous roar came out of Arnie's mouth as he was shocked by 10000 volts of lightning!

"Stop it now!"

Keith did so as he dropped him on the floor, "But everything has changed now; your verdict has been decided."

"What?!" Barb and a disheveled Arnie were startled.

"You two are going to be executed." Keith coldly declared, "Your lives are nothing more than garbage."

"!" Arnie and his mother's face paled.

"P-please!" "We don't want to die."

"Do you think you can say that after trying to start a coup against the grand duke?" It was baffling. They clearly don't understand the situation.

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"W-we,"

"However, I think I could get a few good words in for you to live." A grin formed on his face.

"!" Barb's expression changed. Who was he? This boy was none other than Marquis Freed's son and also the grandson of Grand Duke Bradley. Not only that, he also had a good relationship with Krystal. If he put a good word in, they could live!

"Wipe that salvation look off your face." Keith's gaze was cold as ice, "Do you think I would save you without anything in return. I want something of equal value."

"Equal value?"

"Tell me, who was the one who started all of this?"

"Eh?"

"Don't play dumb; there was a mastermind behind your actions."

“…”

"The grand duke would probably pardon your execution if you hand over the culprit," Keith added calmly.

"It was a cloaked man! He was discussing it with Rodrick!" Barb didn't hesitate to reveal.

"We already know this." Keith shook his head, "That's not enough information for you to live."

"Then we don't know anything!"

"Then I guess you guys can die." Keith shrugged as he got up.

"Where are you going?!"

"Leaving, since you guys are nothing more than worthless." Keith looked at them like garbage as he walked away. However,

"Wait! I do remember something!" Arnie muttered with a weak voice.

"Hmm? What do you remember?"

"I remember the person had a weird emblem."

"A weird emblem?"

"It's in the shape of a dagger. He wore it like a pocket watch." When the cloaked person talked with their family, he noticed how the man would hold onto it.

"Is that all you can remember?"

"Father was extremely respectful to him; they made a deal about support," Arnie added.

"What?" "They did?" Barb didn't hear about this.

"I overheard Father saying he would support someone if he became head." Arnie was out drinking and returned home late. That was when he walked across the door and heard them discuss it.

"That's all."

"…Hmpf." Keith looked away as he opened the door, leaving the two in despair and fear. Outside the door, Edmund and the two stood.

"You heard everything, right?"

“…”

"What's the matter?"

"Quite the cold attitude you had there, Kid." Cedric chuckled.

"Hmm?"

"For a second, I thought hell had frozen over." Sterling shivered when he heard the conversation. Keith's voice was quite dark and cruel, like he held a knife at their throats.

"I had to sell it." Keith sighed, "Out of everyone, I'm the one they have never met with and don't know if what I'm saying is the truth or not." He had to be the one to interrogate them. No one knew what kind of personality he had. He was an enigma to those two.

"But they did have information." Edmund took a deep breath. That was what Keith had suggested. He had told them that Rodrick and the family had been talking to the cloaked person.

"Mmhmm, this person has a dagger pendant, and also, it was someone Rodrick would support if he became grand duke," Keith repeated Arnie's words.

"That's a good start." Cedric nodded.

"Sir Edmund, please take this as well." Keith handed him a stone, "This is the recording I obtained of the cloaked man discussing with Rodrick. I couldn't see the pendant. But try your best to see if you can find more information out of it."

"Thank you so much." That was another piece of information they could use.

"Mmhmm, I'm going to go to bed now." Keith bowed. It should have been him going to bed now.

"I'm sorry about taking your time."

"Mmhmm." Keith left the three there.

"See? What did I tell you about the kid." Cedric grinned.

"Indeed."

"That kid is dangerous." Sterling continued to shiver. Never did he expect Keith to be this ruthless.

"He may have a kind side, but that goes out the window if they try to cause trouble.”

"But Father, if what Arnie said is true, this lowers the number of culprits." Arnie's information lowered it by a mile.

"Indeed." It can't be, can it?