"He's inside?" A voice fell in Zion's ears, and he immediately recognized who this person was! It was the guard who would be standing right beside the king every time Rhesus would come to the throne room. Zion frowned as his lips pursed their own, but he didn't even get a chance to do anything before the door opened and a bunch of people entered.
As soon as the door opened, bright light entered through the corridor. The room became clear to Zion, and he could see ancient flower-like designs on the wall and ceiling carved in dull colors as if the painter had lacked passion while doing his work in this room. The room itself was small, and there was only a table and chair before a tightly shut window.
But what shocked him was what was lying on that chair.
A dead body of not just anyone, but a guy he had planned to tail: Oswin.
Zion stared fixedly at the scene before his eyes.
Why? Why would someone kill him and bring Zion's unconscious body into this room? His restless eyes watched everything in the room carefully. He noticed the details of how the blood had splattered around the dead body as there was a hole on the man's chest.
There was a frown on Oswin's forehead as his hands rested on either side of him, hanging beside his body. Around the room, there wasn't any sign of struggle as it should have been if this guy was killed by someone unknown. That meant the killer might be an acquaintance of this dead man.
If Oswin had colluded with the murderer, then the only person who would like to kill him was that black-cloaked man. Zion couldn't think of any reason why the king would kill this guy in a mysterious way. Even if Oswin's background were revealed, the king would have given this guy a punishment publically.
If Rhesus really wanted to finish this guy, the latter would have realized it already. Zion knew that Oswin would have at least struggled before dying, which he didn't. Then it should mean that the guy who killed Oswin was the latter's acquaintance, and the dead guard should have his guard lowered toward the killer.
Zion frowned when he thought of this. Did Oswin find out a secret about the black-cloaked man that he shouldn't have? If that were the case, then it would mean that the black-cloaked man was probably hiding many things from his people.
But before he could think more about this topic, the guard who came from the outside picked him up by his collar as if he were merely a cabbage thrown on the ground and sneered. "I didn't think a small servant would have the guts to do this. Take him away!"
After that, Zion was forced away from the scene, but his mind had reacted instantly as he keenly looked at all the details he could see in the room then closed his eyes as soon as he was brought out of the room by others.
He didn't say a word while he was being dragged through the corridor. In the blink of an eye, they reached the throne where the king stared at Zion with chilly eyes, but the latter wasn't afraid. Since he had already died once by burning alive in the blast, he knew what kind of hellish pain that was! So at this time, he didn't care about it.
It was just that he still wanted to live, and he remembered the system's words that had said that he could go back to his original world. Even though he didn't have many friends there, he still wanted to live in a carefree and magic-free environment that was only filled with humans.
Just then, his desire to live grew stronger. He wanted to go back to that familiar Earth where he was born! After thinking of this, his mind buzzed while thinking of various schemes to escape the prison. He knew that he wouldn't be given a death sentence soon, but the king seemed angry and would probably think that Zion had colluded with the murderer with his servant identity.
So he didn't trust the king's judgment at this time. It wasn't that he assumed the king to be useless. After all, that person had led an entire race for years. How could he be useless? It was just that Zion felt like when it comes to emotional situations, Rhesus's brain would be clouded by feelings that would lead the latter around the nose.
Before Zion could continue to think of this, a roar sounded from the throne. "You dare to kill my most trusted soldier?!"
Most trusted? Zion sneered in his heart. Had the king even tried to find out the background of that guy Oswin? Did Rhesus become so foolish in his desperation to find the murderer that he even forgot to do a simple thing before promoting someone among his soldiers—checking the background?
"What're you thinking about?! Huh?" The king roared again as he glared at the servant brought by the guards before him. "You have colluded with the murderer, haven't you? Tell me, what's your connection with servant 52 and Vincent? Who's the mastermind among you? Tell me something!"
The rims of his eyes had turned red upon saying those words. Zion lowered his head as he sealed his lips tight. He knew that the king was being manipulated by the black-cloaked man's spies around him. He even suspected that those guards standing around him right now were also that crown prince's men who had been ordered to make sure that Zion was executed thoroughly before the public.
But just who was Zion? How could he let the black-cloaked man act as pleased?
Zion raised his head and glanced at the king with seriousness in his eyes. "You're a king. Does it seem good for you to act so outrageously without any evidence? I was found in that room in a half-unconscious state. Use your brain a bit, will you? How can a half-unconscious person like me kill someone as powerful as Oswin? Have you ever seen my fighting skills?" Zion opened his mouth and blackened his image before everyone without any shame. "All I know is how to defend, and you should know how powerful your soldier was! Do you think he won't defend even if someone ambushed him? With my mediocre skills, it's definitely not possible!"
Everyone was speechless after hearing those words, especially the king. They didn't know how to react, and just when they thought Zion was done, the latter opened his mouth and made the king even more surprised. "Don't listen to those mouths around you. They can kill you faster than a sword."