Conquering His Cold Heart

322 Impulsive Revenge

“So your name is Cillian?” Lorenzo frowned at the boy when he heard the maid calling his name.

“Yes, I am Cillian.” The boy also grabbed Lorenzo by his collar and tried to push him down to the ground so that he could have the upper hand. However, he struggled to do so.

Nonetheless, he bravely glared at Lorenzo and screamed, “And you should remember my name because I will be the one to send you off to hell.”

“Sirs!” The maid clasped the clothes in her hand tighter and hastily warned the both of them. “You two should stop fighting. It is the middle of the night and the other guests here might wake up if you keep on fighting like this.”

However, both of them disregarded the warning from the maid and pretended as if they didn’t hear a word that she said just now.

And they continued to try and get the upper hand on each other. Lorenzo was simply defending himself while Cillian was trying to break free from Lorenzo’s grasp so that he could punch him in the face.

Cillian was unsuccessful though. Since he was faring far better in his sword skills, he had assumed that he could take down the man who he was dealing with. He had assumed that he could at least give a few scars to Lorenzo, if not kill him.

However, he was utterly pissed at himself for not being able to do anything.

“Sirs! Please!” The maid, once again, tried to intervene in their fight and stop them. “It will be bad if the new lord finds out about this,” she warned them yet again.

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Cillian suddenly glared at the maid and then shouted in his rage, “Then ask the new lord why he is allowing this killer to stay here as the guest instead of punishing him!”

“Wait a minute!” Lorenzo knitted his brows in confusion and asked, “Killer? You think I am the killer?”

“Yes!” Cillian managed to hit Lorenzo in the gut with his knee and snarled, “If you weren’t the killer then why are you covered in bruise? It looks like somebody just beat you up for the crime that you committed. But it bothers me how they are letting you sleep here instead of chopping your head off right away or letting you rot in the same dungeon forever!”

“I am NOT the killer!” Lorenzo shouted back at that accusation again. He had already heard enough of that baseless accusation from Regulus already. And he was pissed that someone else also thought the same. “Why would I kill my own alpha?”

Cillian was not ready to listen though. He was being too emotional to listen to anything that Lorenzo had to say.

When he heard that they had captured someone who might have something to do with the death of Slayer, he was acting on his impulse. He wanted to take revenge on behalf of Slayer.

He wanted to kill the person who took away the first person who had shown kindness to him, who had taken him in, and who had shown him how he could be a part of something great. When he heard that Slayer had been killed, he felt like his whole world had collapsed again. He felt hopeless, alone, and lost… again.

And he had promised himself that he would get his revenge anyhow. He wanted to show his loyalty to the person who had saved him from the depth of despair and given him new hope.

Thus, rather than listening to Lorenzo, Cillian was dead-set on beating him up.

“I am telling you! I had nothing to do with the death of the alpha!” Lorenzo shouted once more when Cillian tried to pull his wrist down and bite him.

The maid was now scared that someone with a higher position would be disturbed by their scuffle, and would come there and beat them both. And since she was used to seeing the servants and maids being killed just because they were in the wrong place at the wrong time, she was afraid that she too would become the victim.

So, she threw the clothes that she was carrying on the bed and ran to find someone.

Soon, she returned with two of the servants.

“Please ask them to stop!” she pleaded while pointing at those two who were fighting.

The servants instantly went to grab Lorenzo and Cillian, and instantly pulled them away from each other.

Lorenzo was standing calmly while Cillian was trying to break free from the servant’s hold and lunge at Lorenzo.

“Sir, is there any problem?” the servant who was holding Lorenzo asked him since he looked calmer.

And Lorenzo immediately complained, “This boy is trying to attack me for no reason. He just came at me.”

Cillian instantly countered in a loud voice, “I didn’t attack him without any reason!” He pointed at Lorenzo and accused him again, “He is the one who murdered your alpha! Do you think he deserves to be treated like some distinguished guest?”

Both the servants exchanged a glance with each other as if to ask the other if they knew anything about it. However, both of them weren’t aware of anything yet.

“I am telling you for the tenth time that I am not the killer!” Lorenzo shouted in frustration. “If I was the killer, do you think I would be here? I would already have been torn into pieces and fed to the pigs!”

The servants, as well as the maid, found Lorenzo’s words to be logical. After all, their late alpha’s brother was the one who was looking after the case of the murder.

And they were sure that he wouldn’t just let the murderer of his brother to freely walk around the manor and even arrange a guest room for him… unless he was the one who had his brother assassinated.

But they believed that it wasn’t the case since Regulus had been working tirelessly to capture the murderer. Although he said mean things about his dead brother at times, they all knew by now that he had a clean heart. He would speak his mind rather than keep things in his heart and speculate.

Seeing all of them falling silent, Lorenzo took the chance to explain his situation further, “I just came back after being interrogated by Lord Regulus. And after knowing that I was innocent, he asked me to stay here and closely work for h– for the clan again.”

The servant who was grabbing Cillian instantly exclaimed, “You heard him! Lord Regulus has already claimed him to be innocent. So, respectfully, don’t try to create a ruckus in the middle of the night and disturb everyone. All of us are working hard to catch the culprit. You should be respectful to them as well and allow them to rest properly.”

It seemed like Cillian finally came back to his senses. He stopped struggling and fighting to break from the servant’s tight grip on his arms.

However, he didn’t apologize for what he just did. He simply clenched his jaw in defeat and glanced at the open door.

Lorenzo sighed and said to the boy, “Alright, if you don’t have anything else to say then please step out of my room. I believe that you are very distraught right now. So, I will forgive you this time. But your sorrow doesn’t give you the right to attack any innocent person who came under the slightest suspicion.”

He recalled how the King was also under the suspicion of Regulus. And he mumbled as the frown line between his brows deepened, “Being suspected doesn’t mean that they are indeed the killers. Please be mindful of it.”