# Chapter 37: 37
-Don't know. I said I don't know!
In the Cradium guild.
In front of the empty magic stone warehouse, Huber was tied to a chair, screaming.
The person wearing a black hood spoke.
—I don't think you don't really know.
Hearing that, Huber responded plaintively.
—How many times do I have to say it? Don't know! That day, at Marquis Russell's banquet, I don't know what kind of accident I had, but I hit my head! So I lost all my memories of that day!
Huber cried and pleaded.
—Not only did I hurt my head, I also hurt my shoulder. They must have tortured me very hard!
The hooded man responded in a cold voice.
—I guess you hit your head so hard that you broke your shoulder to the point of giving away the location.
-No! That can't be true!
—Anyway, can you return all the collected magic stones that were stolen?
—T-That…
Then, sitting opposite Huber, a person wearing a white mask spoke.
—Cradio Huber.
—Y-Yes…!
—So far you have done very well. In our name, you helped the flow of magic stones in this area.
—That's right, that's what I...!
—And you also secretly stole magic stones.
—…!
The masked person sighed deeply.
—Did you think we were stupid? I wish you did what they told you, but didn't they catch you like that with your tail trampled because it was too long? Remember this well. If you cough something after your shoulder is broken, would you say anything else if your other shoulder is broken?
At these words the hooded man approached Huber.
And they covered his mouth.
Amidst the terrible screams and moans, the white-masked person stood up.
With an unusual touch, that person searched, one by one, for the mail that was on Huber's desk.
There was a letter trapped in his hands.
—The Tilrod family…
It was Margaret's letter to Huber.
The masked person slowly opened the envelope with a letter opener and read its contents.
—My daughter spent the night at the Cradium Guild… I think the rumors about it would block her future… so I want her to compensate our family for that.
The white masked person looked at the black hooded person.
The hooded person looked up as if he wanted to remember that day.
—If it's the Tilrod family... they are a very poor family. It is appropriate to hear such a miserable request from them.
-I see. Regardless, it is a family that produced heroic knights who once contributed to the founding of the nation. But they became poor.
—A daughter of a family like that… as far as I know, she is only about ten years old…
With a shake of his head, the hooded man looked at Huber with a displeased expression.
However, Huber was drooling in pain as he bit down on the gag over his mouth.
The hooded man hit the back of Huber's bandaged head.
—This bastard really deserves to die!
—Keeugh!
The person in the white mask approached Huber, whose eyes were red with pain, and released the gag.
—What do you think? Have we refreshed your memory?
—I don't know, really. I don't remember anything!
Huber cried and begged like a child.
The masked man looked at Huber with cold eyes and took something out of his pocket.
And the hooded man's eyes opened wide.
-That is…!
What the masked man took out was a black bead.
Then, the masked person spoke.
—You have worked very hard, but it is a shame.
The bill was then thrown at Huber's feet.
The bead broke with a crumbling sound, emitting a black ink-like substance.
-That? What is this?
Still tied to a chair, Huber flailed and struggled.
However, the black substance now looked like a flame, waving its tongue as it swallowed Huber.
—Ack, aaaack!
Huber watched as his legs quickly burned and turned red, after which they turned into ashes, like charred firewood.
And the black flame grew in an instant and struck him.
—Darkness is true rest and peace. Everything that stands in our way will be a sacrifice to darkness, buried in secret.
The white masked person and the black hooded person recited these words in unison. Then, they disappeared from the Cradium Guild.
They appeared again in the distance and watched as the black flame swallowed the guild building, burning everything until only ashes remained.
The white masked person spoke.
—The one who stepped on the tail of Huber Cradium must be the Marquis Russell or the Third Prince.
"Then I'm glad you don't know much."
—I would be glad if they had taken the magic stones. But if that's not the case...
The white masked person remained silent, thinking deeply.
—For now we will have to observe the situation. We can't approach any of them without thinking twice.
Then, a hand went up.
There you could see Margaret's letter.
—The Tilrod family…
Valiz