1639 Confession
Everyone turned to look at Vyra, who could not look at anyone else in their eyes. "Miss Vyra, is it true that you purchased that dicine from this man?" the old guard asked.
Vyra said nothing.
"How was she acquainted with you?" Ning asked the old man.
"She used to work at a tailor close to my house," the old man said. "In her mom's tailor." He pointed to the female guard next to them.
The female guard quickly nodded. She had indeed said so when Vyra had first entered.
"We have a pretty strong case now. The evidence has all piled up," the head guard said.
"No, I just… I used that powder for my sleep," the woman said.
"When did she stop buying that dicine?" Ning asked the old man.
"About 2 years ago," the old man answered.
"Right around the ti when the captain's daughter died. That's a pretty good coincidence," Ning said. "Miss Vyra, are you saying that your sleepless night ended when the child you were taking care of died? Are you so cold?"
"That doesn't even make sense to begin with," the captain said. "Your job was to wake up multiple tis at night to check up on my daughter. Why would you ever consu sleeping dicines."
"No, I didn't. I truly needed it to sleep," the woman said.
"Lies!" the captain shouted, standing up to go toward the woman. Two guards imdiately got up to grab him and stop him from trying to move forward.
"Tell the truth!" the man demanded. "Why? Why would you kill my daughter? Why? You… you were supposed to be a motherly figure to her. Why would you kill her?"
"I…"
"Tell ? Why my Tima? What did she ever do to deserve this?" the captain asked.
"She kept you away from !" the woman shouted suddenly. "That's what."
The captain stopped. "What?" he asked.
"Yeah, I killed her," she said. "But I only did it because she was getting between us. Couldn't you see? I loved you. I love you, but all you thought about was your daughter. Your stupid, paralyzed daughter. She got all the attention from you. I was right there and you never even looked at ."
The captain was too shocked to say anything. He tried to speak, but the words ca out jumbled. "Y-y-you… you killed my daughter because… because…" he could not finish those words. He felt horrible on the inside even thinking about it. He wanted to vomit.
16:09
Ning felt disgusted as well. The woman killed a child because she thought the child was in the way of her romantic life. A child.
It was so horrible that even Shara gave a disgusted look at the side. The guards weren't that pleased either.
"You killed the child with the sleeping dicine?" the female guard asked.
"Yes," the woman said. "I fed it to her every day. Her body beca weak thanks to that."
"I see," the female guard said. "That's a confession. Please do what needs to be done to her, captain."
The old guard in the room nodded. "Miss Vyra, on account of murdering one Tima, you will be arrested. A judge will review your case and decide how many years you will serve in penance for your cri."
The female guard and the thin guard grabbed her, taking her away.
"I love you," the woman said as she was being dragged away. "I will always love you. Wait for ."
'This crazy bitch,' Ning thought as he watched her leave.
The captain hadn't looked at her when she left. He was busy being a sobbing ss on the floor of the room. The truth about his daughter's death had finally co out and he was traumatized. Ning sighed, not knowing what to do.
"I'm sorry for your loss," the old man said. "If I knew my dicine would be used in that way, I… I would have never sold it to her."
"Let take you back, uncle," the female guard said. But before she could take him away, the young male guard stopped her and looked toward the old man.
"Sir, this young man here is a Spirit Detective. And he tells that you have a Spirit on you. Would you like to find out more?" the young man asked.
"What?" the old man looked stunned, looking toward Ning for confirmation.
Ning nodded. "Yes, you have a Spirit on you," he said.
"Wh-who?" he asked.
"A woman," Ning said. "I can ask who she is."
"My wife," the old man said softly. "She has been with … all this ti?"
"Would you like to ask what she wants?" Ning asked.
"P-please," the old man said. "But… I don't have anything to pay you with."
"I do not need any paynt," Ning said. "I'm just happy to help." "Oh…" the old man said. "Then please, do what must be done."
Ning nodded and looked at the woman surrounding the old man, focusing on her. He took a deep breath and used Spectral Communication to speak with a voice that sounded as though it was subrged.
"Miss, can I help you?" Ning asked the woman.
The woman turned, her eyes landing on Ning. "Do you wish to help , child?" the woman asked.
Ning was taken aback. He had never heard a Spirit talk back to him like it was having a regular conversation.
"Yes, I would like to help you with whatever you need," Ning said. "What can I do for you?"
"Do you see this man I follow around?" the woman asked. "This is my husband. Ever since I died, he blas himself for being unable to cure of my illness. He had forced himself into a life where he cannot get any joy out of it at all."
"And watching him go about this daily life makes sad. Can you please tell him to stop that? I wish for him to enjoy his life once again."
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