Amy asked involuntarily.�Other people were equally puzzled.

�If I do Hakoji, Sirone will only look at you for the rest of her life.�that was embarrassing�So I tried to send it.�To live a life of balance between you and the real mother of the country�s queen.�Envy and be jealous of me until the moment she dies.�

Everyone is speechless.�Regardless of the severity of the punishment, it was a venomous way of thinking.

Eliza, who had been spewing out terrifying murderous intentions, quickly put on a dejected expression and searched for herself.

�But, by the way, it really can�t be, but I thought I�d give it to you if you could convince me.�and����You won.�

The crumpled paper left Eliza�s hand and rolled across the floor.

Olina picked it up and slowly unfolded it.�It was an official letter from Orkamp and Sirone�s paternity test results.�She was the one who taught Syrone her writing, so she could read most of it except for the difficult terms.

He quickly skipped over complex experiments and focused on the most important results.�Everyone�s eyes turned to the official letter in the frustration of not being able to wait.

As a result of dissolving the blood samples of clients 1 and 2 in oxtamine and storing them in a vacuum for 3 days, no change in color, concentration, or precipitate was found.�Therefore, it is based on the fact that Client 1 (Orcamp) and Client 2 (Sirone) are not biologically related according to the result of the oxtamine-negative test.

�oh my god����.�

Orkamp and Sirone were not father and son.�He was a biologically perfect man.

Amy looked at Orkamp.�I finally realized why he was bored from earlier.

�How could this be?�

�I don�t know.�no need to know�The possibility that it was manipulated is 0%, so you can rest assured.�Anyway, he�s not my son, so take the official document with you.�I don�t know if it will be necessary.�

Eliza added.

�Sirone doesn�t know yet.�I�ll leave it up to you to tell the truth or not.�Thinking of the rudeness two days ago, I want to remain Sirone�s real mother forever, but I will forgive you only this time, thinking that you did what I was supposed to do.�

Olina raised her head in surprise.

Maybe it was an illusion, but for a moment it seemed like Eliza smiled.

�Stop going back.�Sirone is your son.�

* * *

The third floor of the basement of the Kazura Castle was a dungeon where numerous political prisoners were dragged in at a time when internal affairs were in turmoil.�They haven�t seen sunlight in decades and never will.

A certain noble married the human who tortured her.�Gender didn�t matter.�It was a love that transcended gender barriers, and a pure bond between living things.�At least in their opinion.

What could be the problem?�To them, the end of the world is just the walls of a dungeon.�And this was another society completely isolated from human society.

Uorin walked on the dirt floor that smelled of pus.�Her many subterranean creatures parted to the left and right of her with every step she took.�It was the daily bread of those in quarantine.

�Oooh.�Oooh.�

A strange sound leaked from each door installed in the wall.�It was both pain and pleasure.�It sounded like crying, but somehow I thought it might be laughing.

Kazura Kingdom has been neglecting this place for 5 years.

Now, it has been reduced to a useless life, but someone may have overcome torture and wait for the right time with dangerous information like a bomb.�There is no need to bring it out to the surface and scrape it to make a crust.�It was best to just let it rot away forever.

Wu Lin recalled the contents of a novel his ancestors had read 80 years ago.

The main character was a child born in a dungeon that had been neglected for 70 years. JrNovels.com