Fate's Dark Side Chapter 755

Melvin struggled to open his good eye, and when he finally did, I asked him to stand up. Though in chains, he was able to move freely.

"Your majesty," he said with a raspy voice. His throat was dry, so I called a kappa to bring him water. I wasn't being kind, but he needed to be able to speak. I waited for the Kappa to get the water, and when he had a sip, I ordered the Kappa to leave. I wasn't planning to satiate Melvin's thirst just to make him speak with ease. The sadness in his eyes showed he desired to have more, but unfortunately, I wasn't feeling generous.

"I will go straight to the point. Did you prepare any poison for Yuri while in his service? Think really hard about your answer because if I find out you were lying, your death will be slow and very painful, something that would span for years. I am sure you wouldn't want that," I asked him, and he nodded.

"I did not create a poison, but I boosted the potency of the by-product of the Agk32," He said, and Erik cursed.

"And what does it do?" Erik asked him.

"Reproduces silver in the system and eats through the organs. It starts by killing the wolf genes, so survivors are likely not to have a wolf if they have survived it," He said, and I wanted to punch him in the face. Right now, saving Jake's life is important. I also wondered if that was the same substance introduced in Devin's system. If so, we are safe, but if not, we could not know what to expect.

"Was it the same substance Ighor used to attack us?" I asked, and Melvin frowned a bit.

It was clear he knew nothing of the attack. I guess he wasn't that close to Yuri, or maybe Ighor was overzealous and acted alone. I did not have time to find that out, so I dropped it.

"Can AgK32 nullify the effect?" I asked quickly, and he shook his head.

"I do not know, your majesty," he said, and I held his throat.

"He cannot know, your majesty," Erik cut in.

"They do not have the formula for AgK32, so he cannot know. To be sure, he would have to run a test, and none could be carried out without the Agk32," Erik explained; I understood, but I was frustrated because it seemed I wouldn't get much from Melvin, so much for being hopeful.

"How did you get your hands on the By-product?" Erik asked.

"One of your assistants gave it to Ighor. She promised to write down the formula the next time you make Agk32, but we never got it. You did not take her to your new lab," Melvin said, and Erik had a knowing look. He did confess to Leo that he knew there were traitors in his circle. This is why I am still unsure of involving Stepanovs in the fight, but Tamia's reasoning was correct. I would just have to hope for the best.

"Is there an antidote?" I asked him, and he shook his head.

"I wasn't able to create one. Yuri said he was okay with it not having a remedy," He said, and I knew we wouldn't get anything more from Melvin.

I had come here with heat with the hope of inflicting pain on the bastard, but the condition I had met him was pitiful enough for me to let it go.

I just walked out of the place. Melvin called out to us, pleading that I forgive him.

I guess he wasn't used to darkness and pain. Unfortunately for him, I did not believe he was worthy of that gesture. He was scum and should be treated as such. The lights went out, and we headed out.

We walked out of the underground section and were about to disperse when a call came through on my phone.

Everyone stopped.

It wasn't like it was their business, but there was curiousness in their eyes.

Leo's phone began to ring, too, and I wondered what the odds were that we would be called simultaneously.

Leo took out his phone and checked it quickly.

"It is Kyle. I think they have arrived," Leo said, and I was glad. I hoped Jake still had time and Erik would be able to solve the matter. My phone continued to ring.

Leo moved away to answer his phone while I remained to answer mine.

I checked the screen and saw an unknown number.

It was a number but had no name or identifier.

I cautiously answered even though nothing could be done to me over the phone. Other than ear-damaging activities, it was completely harmless.

"Hello," I said, and there was silence; soon, I heard someone sigh on the other end.

"Sylvester Volkov," I heard a deep mechanical voice say to me. It was dark and menacing. Due to the machine or effect the caller used to change their voice, I could not tell who it was, so I controlled myself.

One thing was certain; it was definitely a foe who did not regard me as their King.