Chapter 128: Interrogation (1/2)
Chapter 129: Torture
“Let’s start with the torture first and ask questions later, shall we? Hehe”
Eren ree that had various inscriptions inscribed on it He supplied enough of his unelementalized mana and the inscriptions lit up Soon a semi-transparent dome with a 10m radius formed with him and the cultist in the centre
This was the sound isolation artefact Eren was gifted with by Matt when he was in the city of Lauriel The guy had con his death warrant with his own hands and blood The butcher was just kind enough to grant him his request and accept this artefact as a payment
“Sound isolation artefact? Little bastard, how many victims have fallen in your hands for you to carry this type of artefact on you? Don’t tellon me to attack”
The cultist’s eyes opened wide in surprise after he found that the terrorist had deployed a sound isolation barrier around thethened his belief that this teen was not normal
These types of artefacts weren’t common after all They would only be available in the black market And yet, this teen who didn’t even have a shred of beard formed on his face had it in his possession
“Haha! You are thinking too much All this was just a coincidence Now let’s remove your clothes already”
“Wait First, you need to know that I don’t swing that way Whatever BDSM sht you have on your to-do list, I’et for your plans And second, ask ive h proof myself…”
“No means no, enerated by an F-Rank artefact in the upper grade
And those rune-inscribed chains have made you equal to a rankless nobody So I can let you screa about interruptions
That is unless Marla decides to use mana sense on us But I’d doubt an Adapt ranker like her would break an agreement with her apprentice over a cultist like you
Noish me luck hatever is about to take place And just enjoy the ride Haha!”
Eren didn’t completely remove the cultist’s clothes He just slid the pants down and let the guy’s wiener co gloves and wore the and slim wooden branch in one hand while with the other hand he held the guy’s dick in one place
Then the terrorist drove that branch inside the dick’s almost non-existent urethra cavity
The cultist screaht that someone could defile him in such a way one day He would have committed suicide had he known this was the fate had in store for hiuiding the branch inside the dick’san academic project that needed his ut, the cultist was barely able to see the smile on the teen’s face And he couldn’t help but feel horrified by it