Simon was not surprised when Zebos asked about his cultivation speed since it was truly suspicious and extrely absurd.
In less than a week, he had advanced from a Minor Lesser Demon to a Minor Fiend, and he only had a Supre Common Bloodline.
For demons like him with Supre Bloodlines, it would not be surprising if it takes him a year or six months at best to beco a Fiend.
But he did it in a week.
Even if there was nothing like the Devourer’s blood essence, the clan would still be suspicious, and questions would still be asked.
And Simon had the perfect response to these suspicions and questions.
"I’ll say it once again, I did not kill Pellin, his wife, his child, and Thorgan. And neither did I devour them since I don’t have the ability to devour."
Zebos scoffed with a deep frown. "Then how do you explain your rapid cultivation advancent."
"I’m sure you already know a lot, if not everything about , but my ti in the clan and academy has been nothing but chaos. Especially the academy."
"My classmates desires my life and desires to put under their foot. Even my seniors attacked out of nowhere and nearly blinded . If not for my quick reflexes and inmate battle instincts, I would only have one eye by now."
"After that day in the cafeteria, I’m sure you know that they also tried to kill in their headquarters."
"Because of the pressure from everybody around and the constant battles I’ve faced, my growth has been rapid. I’m sure you know how demons of old advanced through battles. The sa applies to ."
"To survive, I need to be ruthless and progress till I can no longer move forward."
Interrogator Zebos had a thoughtful expression when he heard these words. He obviously knew that one trait of demons was the ability to advance and get stronger with each difficulty.
It was common knowledge, and this common knowledge could be directly applied to Simon’s situation.
’He has actually gone through so much ever since he was brought to the clan. It’s not so surprising that his cultivation speed is abnormal.’
’He grew up in the Wildlands, and I heard that demons who grow up in the Wildlands usually have more desire to survive and live.’
’His chaos fla is more prone to sudden growth.’
Zebos glanced at Simon and observed him.
’I guess the clan should be observing his cultivation speed more carefully from now on. Once there’s any inconsistency in how he advances, then the clan should take action.’
Interrogator Zebos leaned forward slightly, then he asked another question.
"When we were going through your records and rit transaction history, we found so discrepancies and it’s one of the reasons you’re a person of interest."
Simon already knew where this was going, but he had a calm expression as he nodded.
"I’m listening."
"We found out that so rits were transferred to your account on your first day in the clan and also on the day we believe Pellin, his family, and Thorgan died."
"We traced the transfer, and we found out that so slaves actually transferred their rits to you, but those slaves are now dead... much to your convenience."
Simon blinked innocently, then he shook his head and waved his hand.
"No. No. No. That has nothing to do with ."
Zebos frowned. "Then how do you explain the transfer of rits to your account from those slaves?"
Simon gave a wry smile. "How do you expect to know that? Maybe there was an error in the system?"
Zebos’ eyes flashed and he was about to speak, but Simon did not give him the opportunity.
"I actually noticed the sudden increase in my rits, but I thought it was the clan that sent it to since I still feel like I was cheated by the clan."
"In case you don’t know, I got first position in all the trials of the clan, but I was only given twenty rits despite everything I did in the trials. I know that it’s more than that, so I thought maybe the clan realized this and tried to compensate by sending more rits to my account."
"Maybe the clan decided to take from the accounts of those slaves and transfer it to . After all, they’re just slaves and I know very well how slaves are treated in the clan. Who cares if a slave dies or has his entire money taken from them?"
Zebos’ beca extrely dark and solemn, and he could not co up with a counter for Simon’s argunt because he knew the truth.
’Pellin was the reason why he was given just twenty rits despite his accomplishnts in the trial. The clan has fired his accomplice in the finance departnt, and if he uses this logic against us, then it makes sense.’
’The records clearly state that the slaves transferred their rits to him, but what’s to say that sobody with even more authority did not transfer the rits from the slaves to Simon’s account. After all, it’s sothing that’s very possible.’
Zebos’ expression slowly eased up, but the way he looked at Simon was completely different.
’The records about him having no fear are very true. Normally, a sixteen year old would either be terrified or extrely anxious after getting arrested.’
’It wouldn’t be surprising if he tried to defend himself and made so mistakes in his argunt out of fear. But he’s calm, he’s just so calm.’
For the first ti since Simon sat before him, Zebos released a deep sigh.
’This case is not an easy one, and it’s a very important one because of both Pellin’s backer and Thorgan.’
’I have to find the culprit and the answers to so of our questions.’
Zebos looked at Simon with slightly narrowed eyes, then he asked another question.
"When was the last ti you saw Thorgan?"
’And here cos the last hurdle to overco in this interrogation.’ Simon thought.
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