I Keep Witches While Others Keep Dragons

270 Chapter 273 Torture

"What did you say?" Andrew couldn't stand it anymore.

Red King said, "This man is the commander of the rebel army, named Stout."

"His brigade was trapped at the junction of the Roland Forest and the Night Empire to cover the army and civilians of the rebel army."

"The brigade commander was a real senior officer in the rebel army, and some of them could even meet the leader of the commander level."

"There were many secrets in his mind."

"That's why I want to capture him alive. The information in his mind is much more valuable than his life."

"Then why don't you use the spiritual magic to read it directly?" Andrew asked.

"There is a powerful curse poison mage in the rebel army. All the officials above the regiment level or above have been set with heavy mental protection."

"These defenses were extremely heavy. Although I could break them, it would take too much time and effort. Moreover, this kind of work was personally done by holy tutor king, which was too degrading."

"So, can I ask you for help? My dear Andrew?"

Bullshit! Nonsense!

Even if Andrew was a fool, he could understand what he meant.

Red King could instantly read all the information in Stout's mind, but he didn't want to do that.

Red King asked him to interrogate Stout, not for real or for the reason he said.

But to further destroy Andrew's mind.

Cruelty to others was the most devastating thing.

Andrew's decisiveness was true, but Andrew didn't like pointless killing, especially the torment of a weak man. This was a basic conscience as a person.

But as a tool, this kind of conscience was unnecessary.

To an innocent person, he had to face the pain at zero distance.

In particular, it would make people's sympathy slowly become numb.

It was as if a person had killed a chicken for the first time and would feel sorry for it when it struggled in his hand.

When he killed one hundred chickens, his sympathy for the chickens will gradually disappear. At last, when he saw it struggle, he would only feel annoyed without sympathy.

This was not only to destroy Andrew's humanity but also to test if Andrew was royal to him.

The conversation just now did not satisfy Red King.

'He still suspects me.'

'So, he has to further train my loyalty in this way.'

What Andrew feared most now was that.

From now on, Red King would order him to do dirty work endlessly, just like training a dog.

Until one day, his human nature was completely numb, and his spirit completely collapsed in the endless torture of others.

He turned into an inhuman killing machine that only knew how to become stronger and kill people.

But now, there was no room for him to refuse.

"I see. I'll do it now. But I have a request."

Walking to the ice coffin, Andrew turned around and said, "Even if you are the principal, I can't work for you for free."

"My time is very precious. You have to give me points."

"And I don't like torture, so you have to give me a lot."

Red King was stunned.

Andrew had his plan.

'The points were not important. I sent him a message that he had to pay for what he asked me to do.'

'With a premise, I don't dare to say it will work, but at least I can make him a little worried when he orders me.'

But soon, this idea was also solved by the old and sophisticated Red King.

"Hahaha, you are greedy for money."

Patting his thigh, Red King laughed and said, "No problem. You can take taken points. Anyway, I'm the principal."

"I can get as many as I want."

"2,000 points. Is that enough?"

This guy...

Andrew was surprised.

Normally, 300 points were enough for him. He gave 2,000 points at a time.

It not only made him look generous but also left Andrew no chance to refuse.

He took so many points. If Andrew didn't take the initiative, it would be a reason for his suspicion.

"Okay, I'll do it now."

After saying that, Andrew picked up the ice coffin and left the office.

Sure enough, fighting against Red King was far from enough.

'Even if it's about power tactics, I can't resist it.'

After all, he was an old monster who had lived for more than 400 years.

Another road was blocked. Andrew had no choice but to try his best to find a chance to live.

In the interrogation room.

It was in the basement of the office building.

It was a special place for interrogation in the Law School.

The rusty iron door opened.

A smell of rotten corpses mixed with the smell of iron came into his nose.

The room was dark and damp, and the air was full of a moldy smell.

On the bloodstained wall hung countless frightening tools, which were full of messy and dry bloodstains.

A cross made of secret silver was prepared.

Andrew activated fire magic to unfreeze the ice coffin.

Andrew didn't dare to stop halfway. He acted quickly.

Because he knew that Red King must be still watching.

The interrogation was inevitable.

But...

Andrew was not completely at a disadvantage.

At least, Andrew felt that he had done the right thing.

That was, after entering the office building, he activated magic power to "unfreeze" Stout in the ice coffin.

The magic of the ice coffin was very classical magic of the ice sealing.

Although it was easy to break away from the seal, once it was sealed, the cold air would interrupt all the physiological reactions of the person who was sealed.

It was as if the time in the ice coffin had paused.

Those who were sealed couldn't feel what was happening outside, nor could they even feel the flow of time.

Even if one hundred years had passed since the seal was sealed, only a second had passed for the person who was sealed, and his physiological age did not change.

And when did the surveillance of Red King relax the most?

Undoubtedly, Andrew was about to arrive, but not completely.

The moment he entered the office building.

At that moment, Andrew used magic.

This was the only thing that Andrew had won in the battle with Red King.

The ice coffin didn't change after it was unfrozen.

But the biological freeze of Stout was lifted.

Although he couldn't move or resist, he could hear and see what was happening outside.

Including the conversation between Andrew and Red King in the office.

It was not easy to hide it from the Red King.

The only thing he didn't know was to unfreeze Stout.

Why did he have to unfreeze?

The reason was simple.

Andrew had foreseen that if things went on like this, within half a year, he would completely become a slave of Red King.

The most important thing was that the perception of the Red King could spread all over the world. How difficult was it to get rid of his surveillance?

Red King's powerful perception was the most troublesome thing to prevent Andrew from fighting against him.

So, Andrew thought of Stout.

Stout was the enemy of Red King.

An enemy's enemy was a friend.

The commander of the rebel army was probably his only hope.

To let him see the confrontation between him and Red King was to set a trap and this trap...

It was very likely that he could help Andrew find a way to get rid of the surveillance of Red King.

After the unfreezing, Stout finally could breathe.

"Young man, you... Hmm..."

He was about to say something.

Andrew slapped him on the chest and sent him flying to the cross.

Bang.

Stout's ribs were broken and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Before he fell.

Andrew urged magic power.

The magic prop immortal trapping rope in the interrogation room flew out like a snake, accurately binding up Stout's hands and feet and tying him to the cross.

Without saying a word, Andrew took out a meat-removing knife, and a bottle of mid-grade tactile strengthening drug from the drawer and came to Stout.

"I don't want to talk nonsense. Are you going to directly surrender? Or do you want to surrender after I strengthen your pain by ten times?"

Andrew said coldly.

But Stout saw it.

There was a hint of hidden information in his cold and cruel eyes.

That's...

Andrew asked for help.

At this moment, Stout was sure.

'I see. Is this cruel student also forced to do so?'

How ridiculous.

It turned out that there was still a trace of humanity in the school where the demon was cultivated?

Although it was the first time they met.