I’ll Never Set Foot in That House Again! Volume 3 [Complete] by Milli-gram

Author:Milli-gram
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Light Novel, fantasy, j-novel heart, shojo, female protagonist, familial abuse, please give chelsea a hug, mana, skill usage
Publisher: J-Novel Club (generated)

Interlude 2: Glen

After finishing Chelsea’s questioning, I took the chef Micah along with me to the prison tower on the east edge of the citadel. This was where the men we caught yesterday were being held.

Yesterday, I used my [Appraise] Skill to get the men’s personal information, like their names, jobs, and ages. I’d also had the knights investigate them themselves, but not a single one of the attackers gave up their reasoning for visiting the Wisteria villa or taking Chelsea and the others hostage.

I had no other choice than to bring Micah out. While she was a chef with the [Cooking] Skill, she also had the Sage-level [Interrogation] Skill as well.

I had asked the foxwoman if she could use her Skill, and she gripped her fist tightly and declared, “Since I wasn’t able to be there for Chelsea when she was in trouble, I’ll do my best to make up for it~!”

And so, we walked into the interrogation room with her all ready to go. Inside, the plump man who’d been caught by the huge venus fly trap sat with a Mana Sealing Bracelet on him. I looked to the knight who had been questioning him prior, but he just shook his head. It seemed they were keeping just as silent as the day before.

While heaving a sigh, I switched places with the knight and sat in front of the man. “Double-checking here, but your name is what?”

The man didn’t answer my question, looking off to the side silently. I heaved another sigh.

“Your name is Bacchus, you’re 28 years old, and you used to be a peddler, but your current class is ‘Worshiper of the Proxy, Driven by Envy.’” I said, reading off his appraised stats, and...he finally looked at me. “Looks like you’re fine. Since you have no status ailments, you should be able to talk.”

Bacchus looked incredibly unhappy when I said that.

“Worshipper of the Proxy, Driven by Envy.” The same class as the swindler who had gotten Radzuel’s former emperor to chop down all its Spirit Trees. Thinking back, the swindler had a blessing called “Ash of the Spirit Tree of Origin,” but Bacchus didn’t.

“So you don’t have the blessing, huh?”

“How did you—” He stood up in his chair. Anyone could tell how shaken he was at that statement.

The effect of Ash of the Spirit Tree of Origin was the ability to teleport and transfer, and also protection from the effects of miasma. Not a single one of the men we’d brought to the prison tower had it. Did that mean that the ones who did teleported away?

“So the blessed abandon you?”

Bacchus’s face went bright red at my leading question.

“Yeah, they did! They used us as bait and ran away!” he yelled, glaring at the table. “Us neophytes don’t have the blessing, and those with it always treat us like trash! And, unable to bear seeing it, the attendant told us that if we show that we’re useful, he would ask Her Lady the Proxy to bless

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