Zich and Lyla were locked inside a secluded mansion. It wasn’t a massive and fancy place like Dwayne’s mansion, but it was a nice building. They were each locked inside separate rooms. The rooms were full of furniture, and they didn’t really face any inconveniences besides boredom. However, they had to admit that the interrogation that they got from time to time was quite annoying.

“So, I’m sure there’s a reason why you both went there!” A scar stretched diagonally from his wide shoulders to his chin and cheeks. His hair was rough like the fur of a wild boar and his thick eyebrows resembled pine caterpillars. A man who looked like he would intimidate any child and even a big adult shouted at Zich. It was clear that the interrogator’s main tactic was to extract information by crushing his suspect’s spirit with his scary appearance.

However, this method, which would’ve worked on most people and even those who were courageous didn’t work on Zich.

“I went on a walk.” While leaning his back against his chair and crossing his arms and legs, Zich repeated the same answer he had been saying. The man’s eyebrows twitched.

“…Are you kidding me?”

“Do you think I’m joking?...