Chapter 903 (2/2)

”Hahaha... Hahaha... Hahaha...” the figure behind the cell laughed wildly, and the trembling voice, together with the chains and shackles on his body, made a ”Hua Hua” sound: ”hahaha... Hahaha... Lord Loren, Loren Turin! What do you want to know, what do you want to know? I'll tell you all! Hahaha... Cough...!”

”I... I'm a book! I'm an open book! Ha ha ha...”

The dark haired wizard frowned slightly and looked a little stunned.

Bang -!

The figure behind the iron fence suddenly leaned forward, pulled the shackles, nails and chains on his body, desperately opened his eyes and stretched his head to Loren. His crazy expression and twitching corners of his mouth seemed to be laughing or biting.

”Tell me! Tell me what you want to know!” the elf warrior seemed to be staring at Loren, but he seemed to be looking at something else: ”do you want to know the names of the royal court warriors, and the ability of each of them to know the way of samurai? I'll tell you! I'll tell you!”

”Well, not interested? Ah ah... It doesn't matter. I know something else. I know something else. I know clearly whether the eagle king is interested in housework. The imperial court is the confidant of the eagle king. I know everything in the court. I can tell you!”

The chattering Elf Warrior fell into a sense of ”self talk”.

”Oh, yes, yes, yes... I said, we won't say this! Alas, let's talk about the Azores army; I know every general of the court guards, and I know exactly what I like and hate! My strengths, weaknesses, weaknesses and confidants are all recorded!”

”Oh, oh! It's all my fault. I almost forgot. What you want to know is the secret of Azor long Dao, right? Oh... It can also be called top secret in the kingdom. Even ordinary Dao, the really top famous Dao is forged by the Royal craftsman, and each one is registered...”

Without saying a word, Loren squatted down slowly, focused on each other's eyes.

But the ”madness” of the elf warrior did not end.

The smile on his face remained the same, but his body trembled again, and his grinning mouth kept shaking.

”Well... We're almost done talking. It's time to hit me, isn't it?” he stretched out his dry tongue and tried to lick his swollen and cracked lips:

”How are you going to hit me this time? I just used a soldering iron this morning. Shouldn't it be a soldering iron again?”

”Whip, whip... Hey, hey, you need to dip salt water and hang barbs... Fish bones are the best, but iron nails are actually a little worse; hey, why don't you just use iron bars? Iron bars are the best. They can be used no matter how you hit them. They are also convenient. They are more convenient than nail beds and hair pulling clips...”

”And weightlessness, noose, ice chamber, refining furnace, poison... All kinds, all kinds, right? It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter... I can persist for a long time, a long time...”

”Oh! Right, right, right... Don't start, don't start, otherwise we won't be able to chat! I can't see when I'm blind, I can't hear when I'm deaf, I can't speak when I break my mouth, and I can't think when I'm stupid... It's troublesome to ask me any more questions!”

He was still chattering and talking to himself - even if Lauren didn't ask him any questions, he was still answering and repeating those answers.

The answers already written on the parchment scroll.

A word, a word, a punctuation... Nothing changes.

It's as like as two peas.

Like a repeater, it mechanically repeats the content that has been said countless times.

Loren squinted at the repeating Elf Warrior.

This spirit... Or this book, has indeed been excavated by mentor Dalton and completely destroyed. There is no more information that can be obtained from him.

Is that true?

If so, why should the tutor tell himself ”you can try” - simply tell yourself that he is crazy, isn't it more useful?

Or if there's any information you don't know, just tell yourself and let yourself find a way to get words out of his mouth. Isn't it OK?

The information that can be dug is almost dug, but you might as well try

What is the tutor implying?

The black haired wizard with flashing eyes constantly calculates the clues and resources in his hands;

Rod IL, he is the adjutant of the chief warrior of the ”imperial court”, and the ”imperial court” is to the male eagle king, just as the night watchman is to the supreme emperor of the Empire; In charge of intelligence and assassination work, we should also master the basic functions of reconnaissance and anti reconnaissance.

In other words, the elf warrior should have been familiar with the matter of torture and extorting confessions for a long time, and may even have received special training in this regard to avoid disclosure.

After all, the ”imperial court” is the intelligence department. It is impossible to think of such a thing as being captured alive and forced to confess; Information leakage is something they should try their best to avoid.

But he still said... And it was like pouring beans from a bamboo tube. He did it all, and there was nothing left, which was far more than mentor Dalton expected.

How is that possible?

It was only three days since he was caught crazy. He leaked almost all the information about the Azores kingdom. He should be able to write a few books... He is not a professional and can't be so ”efficient”.

So there should be false intelligence.

But it's not easy to deceive mentor Dalton with false information - it requires at least extremely careful thinking and absolutely clear reason, and you have to believe it.

Staring straight, Loren shook his head slightly and denied his idea.

Mentor Dalton's ”hint” will never be for such a boring thing.

It must be a very simple problem, but it can't be clearly said that you can gradually wake up after ”getting along” with the elf warrior.

Elven warrior... He could have been full of lies, he could have been silent, but he pretended to be crazy and told himself all the information he knew

What on earth did he want to cover up, what on earth did he want to make himself forget?

”Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...”

In the quiet cell, only the elf warrior's crazy laughter echoed.

In the crazy laughter, there was a trace of agitation and uneasiness.

He said what he wanted to know and wanted to know; But always avoiding an important and critical problem;

A problem that he absolutely knows but will never say.

”Lord rod IL, I want to get an... Answer from your book.”

”This is a very simple question, but also a very difficult question; so in order to avoid your hesitation, I'll tell you what the problem is from the beginning.”

In the cell, the black haired wizard, who was half squatting down, looked calmly into the crazy eyes of the Elf Warrior:

”Your Majesty the eagle king of Azores... What does he want?”