Wolly City Hospital – POV
Lucian leaned back, arms crossed, his gaze locked onto the General. His voice was calm, but there was a storm behind his words.
“Don’t regret it, General… I’ve given you a chance to handle this in your way.” His eyes were sharp, unwavering. “Get me Theo Silvit, and I won’t take action myself. If not… then you and your people will bear the consequences of whatever happens next.”
The General let out a deep sigh, rubbing his temple as if trying to ease a growing headache.
“Lucian… believe me, neither I nor the country has anything to gain by standing against you. If anything, we’d only suffer losses.”
His voice was steady, filled with experience and patience.
“But can’t you see what you’re turning into? You’re walking down a path of no return.”
Lucian said nothing. He simply watched.
The General continued. “I understand you’re furious. I understand what the Silvit family did to your sister. No one is denying that they deserve to be punished. But are you really going to kill thousands just to get revenge on one family?”
The words lingered in the air.
“You’re letting hatred consume you.”
Lucian’s gaze remained cold, unreadable.
“You’re not punishing just the guilty, Lucian. You’re sentencing thousands of innocent lives to death for the mistakes of a few.”
The General’s voice softened. “Reconsider. If not for me, then at least for your family.”
At that, Lucian’s fingers twitched slightly. But the General pressed on.
“Your relationship with them is finally mending. After all these years, you’re starting to reconnect with them. What do you think they’ll say when they find out?”
His voice was firm, yet pleading.
“What will your mother think? Will your sister be happy knowing you’ve slaughtered thousands in her name?”
Lucian clenched his jaw.
The General leaned forward, resting his hands on the table between them.”Wasn’t your dream always to live a peaceful, happy life? A life where the people you care about are safe and smiling?”
His eyes searched Lucian’s face, hoping praying for any sign of hesitation.
“Tell me, Lucian. What will they think when they hear you’ve become a mass murderer?”
A heavy silence followed.
Meleonora, standing to the side, silently observed their exchange.
She had to admit… the General was incredible at this.
Despite everything, he was calmly, methodically trying to reason with Lucian.
Even though she was disgusted by the way he had treated Lucian with so much respect earlier even refusing to take him into custody she couldn’t deny it.
This man hadn’t become a Marshal just through brute strength.
His words made revenge seem so insignificant, so small, in the grand scheme of things.
She found herself admiring his skill in persuasion. Maybe… just maybe… he could manipulate and control Lucian with just his words.
Lucian exhaled slowly, his expression unreadable as he listened.
The General saw his chance and pressed forward.
“Let me handle it. Give this to me.” His tone was urgent but composed.
“I can’t promise immediate results. I can’t take Theo Silvit down overnight.But give me three months no, five.
He raised his hand, spreading his fingers.
“I will bring you Theo Silvit, his son, and everyone who was behind the attack on your sister. Every single one of them.”
His voice carried the weight of a promise.
“Without unnecessary bloodshed. Without massive losses.”
Lucian remained silent.
The General straightened his posture.”One day is impossible, Lucian. You know that. Secret missions take time. Strategy. Precision.”
His eyes locked onto Lucian’s.
“But if it’s for you, I promise you this: the government will stand behind you.You’ll have all of our support.”
The room fell into a thick silence.
Meleonora held her breath.
She wasn’t sure if Lucian would accept it.
But the General had done everything he could.
Now, it was up to Lucian Kane.
Lucian exhaled, shaking his head slightly, his arms crossed as he looked at the General.
“Huh… first of all, I’m not some lunatic who loves to kill and massacre.” His voice was calm, but there was an underlying sharpness to it.
“I never planned to kill that many people, you know?” He tilted his head slightly. “Honestly, if I had really wanted Tony Silvit dead, I would’ve killed him the moment I had the chance.”
A smirk tugged at his lips.
“But that would’ve been too easy for him.”
His words sent a chill down the room.
“I broke every bone in his body. I shattered his arms, his legs, crushed his muscles to the point where he’ll never be able to walk or even move on his own again. And I left him alive.”
Lucian’s gaze darkened.
“I let him live so he could suffer. So he could understand what true hell feels like. So he’d wake up every day, drowning in agony, unable to escape.”
The room felt suffocating.
“Painkillers and anesthesia? Sure, they’ll work at first. But there’s a limit to how much his body can handle. Soon, even that relief will be taken away from him.”
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Lucian’s voice was eerily steady.
“He’ll live in constant pain, always hoping for a cure that doesn’t exist. And when he finally realizes there’s no escape…”
He smirked coldly.
“He’ll kill himself.”
Meleonora and the purple-haired man swallowed hard.
This was what he called ‘light’?
Lucian continued, unfazed by their reactions.
“I would’ve done the same to his father, too.Crushed his bones, destroyed their family, made them suffer for generations. And that would’ve been the lightest punishment they deserved.”
A pause.
“I had no intention of killing anyone at first.”
He shook his head. “I cared for my family. I didn’t want my mother or sister to know about this kind of bloodshed. Beating them to the edge of death was one thing… but outright killing? That was too low for them.”
His eyes flickered with something unreadable as he looked toward Rose.
His eyes flickered with something unreadable as he looked toward Rose.
“I was lenient because Rose wasn’t hurt.”
