A Demon's Journey

Nancy entered her prison where her men had brought Edwin\'s informant. They planned to extract information from him.

The informant\'s willpower to resist was very weak. Since he had been caught, his mind had been working non-stop to figure out how he could escape this situation alive.

He also didn\'t want this event to affect his family. If these people came after him to harm his family, he might never be able to forgive himself.

However, the informant also knew that they might not believe him if he gave away the information too easily. Or might consider his information as less valuable.

This was something he had heard from an experienced spy. To never be too rigid or break too easily.

He refused to give them any information during their interrogation, and only when they started to torture him should he speak up about it.

His words would have maximum value.

Nancy Gill was the one who entered her prison. She had an emotionless look on her face as she faced this informant.

By one glance, she could see that this man had all but surrendered. Only a bit of pain, and he would reveal everything.

Nancy turned to her subordinates and spoke, "Bring that hot iron rod. Let\'s roast this guy until he says something."

The prisoner was shocked to hear those words, "W-What?!"

They hadn\'t even interrogated him yet. Just how could they begin to torture their prisoner before even asking a question?

The main point of torture was to extract information, normally that is. This didn\'t appear to be the case here.

"Why do you think we brought you here? We couldn\'t really torture you on the trees in broad daylight," Nancy spoke while rolling her eyes.

Her subordinates readied that hot iron rod that Nancy wanted. The informant gulped down a mouthful of his saliva in fear.

He shuttered, "I-I will speak… So please, don\'t torture me with that. Or harm my family."

Nancy looked at the informant with a smile, "Now that was a smart decision." She turned towards her subordinates and dismissed them from the area.

A little while later, only Nancy and this informant stood in that prison.

"Now tell me, who is your employer. Why did he want you to follow the ministers?" Nancy asked with a serious expression.

"The employer is actually unknown to us. He was wearing a mask and a robe that concealed his appearance from me. I have little to no idea about his motive for asking us to follow these ministers," The informant responded a bit later.

Inquisitor Cat\'s expression turned cold as she inquired him,  "…Aren\'t you useless then?"

The informant was instantly frightened. He was feeling suffocated, as if the air around him had become too heavy for him to breathe.

He slowly muttered out, "I-It was the V-Vice P-President of M-Merchant Union who introduced this guy to us."

"Vice President of Merchant Union? Rein Schwarz, you mean?" Inquisitor Cat\'s pupil narrowed at that statement.

"T-That\'s right. It was only because he was the one to introduce that suspicious man to us that we chose to believe in that guy," The informant added ahead.

He couldn\'t miss this chance of survival!

Inquisitor Cat thought with a serious expression \'Now this is complicated. Does the Vice-President of the Merchant Union really have anything to do with Bernado\'s murder? I did hear that he has the ambition of becoming the President of the Merchant Union.\'

Nancy Gill\'s Merchant Family had rather good relations with the officials of the Merchant Union. Thus, Nancy knew Rein Schwarz personally since her family had conducted many business deals in the past.

Nancy Gill thought \'Maybe I should find out about this employer directly from Rein Schwarz.\'

The informant was allowed to return home.

Naturally, there was a strict condition. He had to become a double agent for Nancy.

He was going to give her the same information as the one that he passed onto Edwin.

\'This sort of fishing line shouldn\'t be cut off so easily. He could get careless and reveal some clues about his identity.\'

Nancy also knew that if the information from this guy completely stopped, that man might be alerted and become a lot more cautious.

A cautious enemy would be harder to deal with than a careless enemy.

\'I need to groom up a bit before meeting with Rein Schwarz. It has indeed been some time since the two of us met over a drink.\'

Rein Schwarz and Nancy were from nearly the same generation. Their age difference was merely 3 years.

And on more than one occasion, Rein Schwarz had shown that he was interested in Nancy.

Naturally, Nancy wasn\'t interested in romance stuff. She was an Inquisitor, a King\'s Secret Agent.

There was no telling when she would be assigned a dangerous task or some other kind of task. She couldn\'t commit herself to a relationship.

Her first loyalty was towards the Kingdom. As long as it remains stable, she was ready to do anything.

Meanwhile, Edwin had little to no idea that one of these informants had been caught already. Moreover, the informant had already revealed Rein Schwarz\'s name.

He was drawing out a map of the minister\'s whereabouts and labeling them according to the information provided by the informants.

After spending a couple of hours, the map was ready.

These ministers all belonged to different Noble Families. They were here to put forward the interests of the Noble Families within the Royal Court.

All of them were naturally scheming old monsters who had been carefully selected from their respective Noble Families.

One of the ministers was naturally of the Walsh Dukedom.

It was easy to extract information from that minister. All he had to do was contact Siluca and ask her to get the information he wanted.

Siluca was so infatuated with him that she didn\'t question him.

Besides, Edwin wasn\'t asking for a very rare bit of information. It was supposed to be rather standard knowledge in the Royal Court. And it was also very natural for the head of the Walsh Dukedom to demand such information.

Edwin wanted to know which Royal Prince was the Noble Families supporting.

Mainly to figure out the Crown Prince\'s faction.

The minister had decent information regarding this issue. He didn\'t disappoint Edwin with this.

Edwin quickly labeled the Noble Families on the map according to the Royal Princes with whom they collaborated.

After some time, he chose one of them. It was the fifth prince of the Sinyalian Kingdom.

This man controlled the largest herbal garden within Mesenana City. It meant that he exported the herbs for the Alchemy Association.

His influence in the market was just slightly lower than Bernado\'s. It was all because Bernado was older than him and had a business mindset.

The fifth prince was merely talented in growing herbs and thinking of new tactics to increase its yield.

He hadn\'t yet managed to develop his business or trade routes that well.

\'First, I should make things spicy before making my move against this Fifth Prince..\' Edwin thought with a sinister grin.