Gosick Volume 6 - The Night of the Masquerade Ball by Sakuraba Kazuki

Author:Sakuraba Kazuki [KAZUKI, Sakuraba]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fujimi Shobo

A short while later, the door opened, and a calm-looking middle-aged woman, whom they had met in the compartment of the Old Masquerade, entered. She was the one who, along with the murdered dark-haired girl, had helped Victorique and Kazuya up onto the train.

She staggered a few steps, so one of the detectives lent her a hand and guided her to the chair. Whether or not she could see Inspector Blois, who was clearly sporting a weird hairdo, was a mystery; she did not react in any way, neither surprised nor appalled. Her mind seemed to be somewhere else. She sat on the chair, dazed, as though immersed in her own world. She seemed exhausted, like a hunched, elderly woman just waiting for her time to come.

Kazuya leaned forward, astonished. She looked like a different person, not the lively and attentive Empress he had met on the train. He recalled seeing her laughing with a dangerous glint in her eyes when the train started speeding out of control. At that time, the Empress was indeed acting strangely, giving her a threatening impression. But the despondent aura she gave off now was another side that he had not seen before.

What’s wrong with her?

As he gazed at her with concern, the Empress suddenly looked around as if just now noticing that there were people present. She then straightened herself and looked at each of them with an air of both superiority and dignity.

Her eyes were bulging, her pupils dilated; it seemed as though the reddish-black capillaries would burst at any moment. She had the unmistakable look of a madwoman. Kazuya shuddered.

Was she always a lunatic? I didn’t notice at all while we were together.

A lunatic, or…

If it was an act, it was one worthy of an award. She had the face of a very skilled actress. Which was it? The room was filled with an odd tension. No one spoke; everyone just stared at the bizarre middle-aged woman, watching her closely as to not miss a single move.

With all eyes fixed on her, the Empress, pale-faced and eyes bulging, gracefully laid her palm on the Bible a detective held out to her. “I swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth,” she mumbled.

Inspector Blois cleared his throat. The strange atmosphere had put him on edge. The drooping drill on his head was quivering.

An odd silence reigned in the room, and no one said a word.

“Well, then.” Inspector Blois broke the silence. His voice was trembling. “We’ll start from your name. Then tell us what happened on the Old Masquerade in detail.”

“That won’t be a problem,” the lady replied magnanimously.

She looked around the room and gave a grateful nod to everyone present. Despite wearing only a plain blouse and skirt, with no make-up, she carried herself like she was a different person.

Opening her pale lips, a passenger of the Old Masquerade, a middle-aged woman they had met at the bizarre masquerade ball, spoke.

“My name is Britannia Gabriel Coco de Krehadl,” she began in a proud, high-pitched voice.

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