After walking to the back garden, Forte saw the small grove planted inside. He walked through the path and arrived at the glass cage surrounded by the grove.
Through the steel-framed glass room, he could clearly see the situation inside… Several maids were quickly cleaning up the mess on the table, and a red-haired young girl was sitting calmly by the bed.
Seeming to sense Forte’s gaze, the young girl slowly looked up. Their eyes met briefly.
The process… has been changed…
Ciel, sitting on the bed, looked at Forte, who was walking towards the glass room, and calmly took a breath.
Earlier, when she first entered the simulation, the second visitor was not Forte, but Windsor…
Forte pushed open the glass door. After gesturing for the maids to continue working and not mind him, he casually moved a stool and placed it less than three meters in front of Ciel. He sat down directly.
Forte ignored it, instead, he looked at Ciel before him, and said, in a gentle voice: “We meet again~ Miss Ciel.”
At the moment, she wasn’t sure what Forte’s purpose was, but she couldn’t reveal any flaws first, letting Forte see something.
“All the transcendent items you submitted were fake… It seems you are very skilled at handling the ‘Missionary’s’ interrogation.” Forte asked with a smile.
“Just ask what you want directly. I don’t like beating around the bush.” Ciel replied just as calmly.
“Hahaha… Where are Adele and Amy Hastings?” Forte dropped the smile on his face, staring coldly at Ciel, “…Where is the sample?”
“Incidentally, Lucy Silva’s position as Executive Director has been revoked. It is impossible for her to be reinstated in the short term. You don’t need to expect anyone to come and rescue you anymore.”
“You think too highly of me, Your Excellency Forte.” Ciel grinned, mocking, “I’m confined here every day. Do you really expect me to know so much information about the outside?”
At this moment, Ciel, with her sharp eyes, noticed that Forte’s left index finger seemed to be missing. The bandage wrapped around it was particularly conspicuous.
When did he get injured? Did he fight someone?
To make a Tier 4 lose a finger… It doesn’t seem like a simple battle.
However, based solely on a missing finger, Ciel could not analyze anything further.
Breathing steady, heartbeat showing no unusual changes… Is she alright?
Although he didn’t bring assistants like “Missionaries,” Forte himself could judge many things through breathing rhythm and heartbeat.
Seeing that he couldn’t probe anything, Forte spoke again:
“Princess Vita said she once saw a red-haired ‘Subverter’ in Berren City who looks similar to you… I wonder if you have any leads?”
Forte’s eyes narrowed slightly. “You are also from Berren City, aren’t you?”
“What, now even having the same hair color is something you can suspect?” Ciel chuckled, looking at Forte with contempt. “You can never hide the truth forever. Someone will always expose the ugly face of the royal family.”
Ciel’s arguments and conversation were all pulling the topic towards the reason she was arrested, creating the image of someone who harbored justice, hated evil, and wanted to research an antidote to save the common people.
This attitude, coupled with the slight, insignificant influence of “Subverter,” successfully convinced Forte.
Isn’t she the variable?
“I don’t understand what you are saying, Miss Ciel. You seem to have a big misunderstanding about the royal family.”
Seeing that he couldn’t find out anything, Forte decided not to waste any more time here.
He directly stood up, looked down at Ciel, and slowly said, “Please continue to stay here and cooperate with the investigation. This is better than going to the Holy Law Court, don’t you agree?”
After speaking, Forte turned to leave. Ciel saw a puddle of water on the back of his white pants and twitched her mouth.
However, fortunately, at least for now, Forte seemed to have no memory and did not know what Ciel had done earlier in the simulation.
He doesn’t have the memories from just now.
But he can receive certain clues.
In that case, the clues should be connectable to his severed finger… Is this a negative effect of “Uniqueness”?
Under Ciel’s gaze, Forte walked step by step to the edge of the glass room door. He reached out and pressed the handle on the glass door frame.
But Forte did not directly push the door open and leave.
He stood in front of the door, slowly turned back, and looked at Ciel.
“A small test, Miss ‘Law Officer’. Please don’t mind.”
An illusory piano key appeared beside the door handle. As if pressing a bomb detonator, Forte’s middle finger on his right hand slowly pressed the black piano key.
The sharp piano note, as if accompanied by a sonic boom and invisible flying blades, shot directly at Ciel’s arm. Its speed was so fast that Ciel had almost no time to react.
A gust of wind passed through Ciel’s left arm. Her outer silk long sleeve tore, revealing Ciel’s arm. The capillaries inside her arm were almost completely shattered. Ciel’s left arm instantly turned red and became engorged with blood. The blood was almost about to burst through her skin.
An unbearable, intense pain, as if countless sharp spikes were piercing into her arm, shot directly into Ciel’s mind.
She completely lacked the strong physical resistance of a “Law Officer.” At the moment, she was using the “Subverter” save file.
Forte turned around, his hand still on the glowing keys. He looked at Ciel expressionlessly and said, “Who are you? Where is Ciel?”