Chapter 541: Remember; medieval basement is not an amusement park

"Op--" I paused right on time and lowered my raised hand. Damn it, Val! Stick to the concept, shall we? I cleared my throat and erased the smile off my face, pinching the waist of the husband laughing silently beside me. "Ahem; good day."

Of course--of course, Opti would be laughing too. But at least he was better at hiding it since his race compelled him to be a good actor. "Good day, Young Master."

Oh, he even lowered his voice--although I had no idea why he was still in his boy disguise. Perhaps a young boy interrogating in cold blood was scarier? 

Meanwhile, Hagai was looking at us in confusion. Well, he was not part of the gang, so he couldn't react the way we could to each other. Honestly, I barely interacted with those three vassals so I forgot their existence sometimes. Still, he had enough sense to just be a good bystander. 

Anyway, I put on my best poker face and looked at the cell. To be exact, at the resident of the cell.