The World Is Mine For The Taking-Chapter 1311 - 199 - The Fall Of Milham Kingdom - Part 5 (2)

"Guh… I-I d… guh!"

Her voice came out broken, barely forming anything coherent before I drove her head down again.

The impact echoed dully against the ground.

Then I spoke again.

"Talk."

"Guh… nn… aaa… I-I don—Guaaak!"

I didn't let her finish.

Her head slammed down again, harder this time.

At this point, I wasn't even holding back anymore. Blood had already spread across the floor, splattered in ways that made it obvious how one-sided this was. It clung to her hair, her face, even my hands. The smell was sharp, metallic, and sticking to the air like it didn't want to leave.

She still refused to say anything.

Stubborn.

Or loyal.

Either way, it was getting annoying.

She had already crossed the line where most people would've broken completely. The damage alone should've been enough to force something out of her, even if it was just incoherent rambling.

But she held on.

Even so, she wasn't the same anymore.

That madness from earlier, the twisted grin, the wild look in her eyes, all of that was gone now. What replaced it was something quieter and smaller. Like whatever made her act like that had been crushed out of her.

Like a wild animal that had finally realized it couldn't win. Someone who was completely tamed.

"Gu… nnkkk…"

Her lips moved, but nothing meaningful came out. Her face was too messed up for that.

I clicked my tongue lightly.

"Let me heal you," I said.

There was no point continuing like this if she couldn't even speak properly.

I placed my hand on her, letting my life force flow into her body. The energy moved easily, like water filling cracks, repairing everything it touched. Torn flesh pulled itself back together. Blood stopped flowing. Bruises faded like they were being erased.

It didn't take long.

With the amount of life force I had, this level of damage wasn't anything serious.

In just a few moments, her face looked normal again.

Like none of it had happened.

And yet…

She didn't react.

Her eyes were open, staring forward, but there was nothing there.

"G… ggg… I-I…"

Her voice trembled, weak, and barely holding together.

"Leon, that's enough."

Lilia's voice cut in.

"No matter how insane someone is, I don't think they can handle something like that. If you keep going, she'll just die."

I let out a slow breath and released my grip on Sara.

Her body slumped slightly, but she didn't move beyond that. Even though she was no longer restrained, she didn't try to run, and didn't try to fight back.

She just stayed there.

When I finally looked at her properly, not just at her face, something else caught my attention.

There was a puddle beneath her.

A faint steam rose from it, spreading slowly across the floor.

She had pissed herself.

I paused for a second, then let out a quiet sigh.

"Well… that's one way to confirm she's done," I muttered under my breath. "Let's throw her in the dungeon," I said, straightening up. "And make sure she stays there this time."

Dragging things out wouldn't help anymore.

As much as I wanted to keep pushing and to force something useful out of her, I knew it wouldn't lead anywhere.

She might know where the Queen was.

But someone like Moriarty wouldn't leave behind a loose end like that. If she knew something important, she wouldn't have been left here in the first place.

After cleaning up the mess, which took longer than expected because blood had a way of getting everywhere, we regrouped to discuss what to do next.

The mood had shifted again.

It was heavier now and more tense.

Myrcella was clearly feeling it.

Her expression was tighter and her posture was a little more rigid than usual. The pressure and stress was everything stacking up at once, pressing down on her.

And then there was the prophecy.

This could be the event that led to what Hertrude had seen.

If that was the case, then this wasn't just another problem.

This was the problem.

"Let's set the prophecy aside for now," Lilia said, crossing her arms. "If we focus on how to prevent it, then we still have a chance. Lady Hertrude saw it happening in the capital, right? Then we prepare for that location."

That was a logical approach.

If a future was tied to a specific place, then preparing for that place was the most straightforward way to deal with it.

We had already gone over this with Hertrude earlier.

Where it would happen.

When it would happen.

The first part was manageable.

The second… not so much.

"I don't know much," Hertrude had said. "But I remember the place. And… it felt like afternoon. The sky was muted gray."

A muted gray sky.

I frowned slightly.

That didn't help much.

It could be any day.

Any time.

There was nothing concrete to work with.

Back in my previous world, I hadn't exactly paid attention to things like weather patterns or atmospheric conditions. Trying to figure something out from that kind of detail now felt like trying to solve a puzzle with half the pieces missing.

Which meant…

For now, the only lead we had was Sara.

Or whatever state her mind was in.

I looked at Myrcella.

Myrcella still looked tense.

She wasn't panicking, but it was obvious she was carrying everything on her shoulders.

I stepped closer and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Don't worry," I said. "I told you before, didn't I? I'll change the future."

Simple words.

But I meant them.

Then, before we knew it, everything was already in motion.

The Judgement Day.

***

Moriarty's POV

It seemed that man had done his part.

The area was filled with guards, positioned carefully, and watching every angle. He knew this was where it would happen, and he prepared accordingly.

The Judgement Day.

The moment where the Queen would be judged in front of the entire kingdom.

And he had even used that woman with foresight.

But still…

It wouldn't be enough.

The future wasn't something you could simply avoid by preparing for it. What she saw was something that would happen.

And knowing that he would prepare this place so thoroughly…

I prepared something better.

"Unfortunately… I'm one step ahead of you."

I raised my hand slightly.

Huge portals began to open.

One after another.

Beneath every single person in the area.

They didn't have time to react.

The ground itself swallowed them, pulling them into the distortions before they could even understand what was happening.

The Princess.

The Commander.

The Vice Commander.

All of them disappeared.

Including him.

Silence followed.

Complete and absolute.

Then, slowly, a smile formed on my face.

"Now it will take you hours to come back," I said quietly. "And by then… everything will already be over."

I turned slightly, glancing behind me.

Hidden within the shadows, a figure remained unseen.

"Everything is ready," I said.

From the darkness, a pair of red eyes opened.

Those pair... were burning with fire.