Semua Bab The Devil's Bride : Bab 231 - Bab 240

Within seconds they had secured his arms firmly against his body before wrapping the chains around his shoulders, chest, waist, and legs. Layer after layer of cold steel tightened around him until almost no movement remained possible. The chains continued downward, binding him securely from his shoulders all the way to his feet. Every lock clicked firmly into place. Diego inspected the restraints himself before giving a single nod. "Take him." The men lifted Igor together and carried him out of the interrogation room. Only the fading sound of dragging chains echoed through the corridor. Several minutes later they reached the lower bow of the ship, where powerful waves repeatedly crashed against the hull. The wind howled across the open sea, carrying the sharp scent of salt through the air. Working efficiently, the men fastened the chains securely to reinforced anchor points before positioning Igor upside down. His head hung low toward the churning water while his feet pointed

"Right away, sir."He turned sharply toward the guards."You heard the boss."His commanding voice echoed through the chamber."Bring the prisoner back onboard immediately."Without wasting another second, the men hurried out of the room.The sound of hurried footsteps faded down the metal passageways.Several minutes passed.Then heavy footsteps returned.The guards reappeared carrying Igor between them.The difference in his appearance was startling.His clothes were soaked from head to toe.His hair stood wildly in every direction after enduring the relentless pounding of seawater.His skin had turned pale from prolonged exposure to the cold wind and crashing waves.His eyes were bloodshot, swollen, and exhausted, as though he had cried until no tears remained. Continuous impacts from the powerful waves had left him physically battered, mentally drained, and barely capable of standing even with assistance.The heavy chains wrapped around his body clinked loudly with every movement.

Behind them sat a quiet fury that appeared far more dangerous than shouting ever could.Panic immediately overtook him."Sir!"His voice cracked."I swear...""I am sorry!"He shook his head repeatedly."I... I..."His thoughts raced desperately."I actually did some research on him."The confession came tumbling out."I am sorry, sir."He lowered his head completely."I... I only remembered just now."The room remained silent.Francesco watched him for another long moment before finally speaking."Very well."His tone returned to its earlier calmness."What exactly did you discover?"The question carried remarkable authority.The guards unconsciously straightened.Even Diego quietly shifted his attention toward Igor.The atmosphere became noticeably heavier, as though everyone understood that whatever answer came next could unlock an entirely different layer of the mystery.Igor inhaled slowly."The man..."He hesitated."...does not have an identity."His head remained lowered.Fran

"What specific orders were given to Alexei that justified placing him above the very man leading the organization?”Silence gradually settled over the ship, no one spoke.The interrogation room, which had only moments earlier been filled with questions and confessions, now seemed strangely still. Even the rhythmic crashing of the sea against the hull sounded distant, as though the ocean itself had chosen to wait for whatever answer was about to be revealed.Igor remained motionless.His battered body trembled from exhaustion, yet his greatest struggle was no longer physical. His mind had become a battlefield, forcing itself to revisit memories he had spent years trying not to examine too closely. Every detail mattered now, and he knew that giving an incomplete answer would only invite another round of questioning.Francesco watched him without saying a single word.Standing a few steps away, Mufasa had also stopped moving. The massive lion sat upright, his golden eyes fixed unwavering

Silence swallowed the room as Francesco's thoughts immediately accelerated, another distraction entirely as he quietly repeated the words inside his mind.One attack, then another…. From the museum to the casino, to Boris' confession and now Igor's confession, it was beginning to play out right that every incident suddenly demanded to be viewed from an entirely different perspective.The first attack had failed woefully but the second accomplished very little, and even the museum incident now appeared strangely incomplete… none of them truly resembled decisive assassination attempts.Instead they appeared designed to consume time, to redirect attention to force movement and clearly to influence decisions made.Francesco quietly exhaled.This mastermind...He thought carefully....is far more dangerous than I originally imagined.His expression remained unreadable despite the storm of calculations unfolding inside his mind.The realization disturbed him.Far more than he cared to admit