The Black Duke of the Pirate

After Gatul finished all this, his whole body was shaking, and he seemed to be mentally shocked. Just now, his consciousness seemed to have fallen into some kind of stubborn madness. The knife in his hand seemed to be out of his control, and he was crazy.

He slashed at the ministers on the ground, seemingly unwilling to stop until they were chopped into pieces.

When he recovered, Gatour's face was extremely pale, and his body suddenly seemed to have been drained of all strength. He fell directly to the ground and vomited crazily, as if he wanted to vomit everything in his stomach.

"Gatur, do you have anything to say?"

At this time, Reinhardt asked.

Gatul felt weak all over, and the cold touch penetrated from the soles of his feet to his skull. He was slightly startled when he heard Reinhardt's question, and then shook his head: "No...no."

"Don't you have anything to say about these dozen ministers colluding with external forces to attempt a coup?"

Reinhard asked again.

Gatul was stunned on the spot, his whole body was extremely cold, and he felt a danger of death approaching.

After hearing what Reinhardt said, Fiona, who had been sitting on the Iron Throne, finally confirmed that Gatul was really personally involved in these things.

Looking back on the causes and consequences of the whole thing, it was precisely because of Gatul's participation that those nobles dared to be so confident. Because of Gatul's special identity, he is the brother of the current female king, so only with his involvement, those nobles dared to do so.

Risking his life to participate in a palace coup.

Thinking of this, Fiona immediately stood up. After the patter of footsteps, she walked down the steps and stared at Gatul with a pair of sharp and cold beautiful eyes.

"Are you involved in this matter?"

Gatour didn't answer, but Fiona already understood.

There was a clang, the sword light flashed, and Gato's arm suddenly felt numb, followed by severe pain.

Ah... Gatul let out a heart-rending howl, and cut off the sword light that suddenly jumped up with his left arm. The blade held by Fiona's right hand was bleeding profusely. She looked at Gatul rolling on the ground.

After Tour, he continued to say indifferently: "There is another arm, stretch out."

"I said, I said..."

After hearing these words, Catul felt his whole soul trembling. The danger of death at any time was no longer an illusion. Even his own sister Fiona wanted to kill him with a sword.

"It was me, I did it. I ordered them to do all this."

Gatul lay on the ground wailing.

After hearing this, Reinhardt sighed slightly: "You have to cooperate to survive. It's obviously not too late now."

At this time, a tall man came from outside the hall. He stood next to Reinhardt and called softly: "Boss."

"Bander, go do it." Reinhardt pointed at Gatul who was struggling on the ground. The blood had turned Gatul into a bloody man.

"yes!"

Bender received the order and walked over directly.

Fiona did not stop it because she knew that even if she stopped it, Reinhard would not terminate the order.

She knew that if Gatul could save his life, it would be a profit. She just took the initiative to cut off Gatul's arm just to save him. Otherwise, with Reinhard's character, no matter who it is,

They will all be killed without any delay.

Now he has not killed Gatul directly, probably because of his own face as a king.

But no matter what happens next, as long as it can save Catul's life, it will be worth it. With the broken arm, with the current medical technology of the Kingdom of Porkaria, there will naturally be a way to restore it.

Just endure some pain.

Bender came over, looked at Catul whose body was shaking violently, and stretched out two fingers. A strange light appeared in his hand, and the light instantly converged into Catul's head.

"Emotions...stripped off!" Bender said in his mouth, and then a huge shock appeared on Gatul's body.

Gatul felt a strange energy appear in his head at this time. This energy seemed to turn into an invisible energy storm in his mind. Then his head suddenly hurt, and he couldn't help but groan.

Just when he thought everything was over, the stinging pain in his head suddenly intensified, ah...

Gatul held his head and howled in terror on the ground. The fingers of his only remaining arm seemed to be inserted into his skull. This pain spread from the brain to the mind, and then fed back to the body from the mind.

Every part will eventually cause pain as strong as the soul being squeezed.

"Asshole, what did you do to him!"

Fiona looked extremely pale as she watched Catul wailing on the ground, but she couldn't stop him at all.

"Don't worry, I won't kill him. After all, I promised you before." Reinhard's eyes were extremely calm, and then he said, "I just taught him a lesson and gave him a reference for other people who want to betray me.

If I could endure the pain of this kind of emotional deprivation, it would be considered a betrayal and I wouldn’t say anything.”

After seeing all this, the ministers were filled with great uneasiness.

"Emotional deprivation?" Fiona was stunned for a moment, seeming to have a natural resistance to this unfamiliar word.

Reinhard nodded: "Yes, emotional deprivation is a kind of mental punishment, but for some people, it can also be a kind of relief."

What is emotion is the deprivation of all daily emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. If these are all deprived, then people will become like machines. If the spirit is strong, it may still be able to maintain normal thinking. If the spirit is weaker,

After being deprived of emotions, people are likely to become walking zombies. Although the actions of the body will not be affected at all, they no longer have the social nature of humans because they no longer have any joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.

"You deprived him of his emotions?" Fiona took a deep breath, as if she knew she couldn't stop this.

"He killed so many people and cut out their brains. I just let him go."

Reinhard showed a cruel smile.

Gatul's struggle gradually eased, and his breathing calmed down. It seemed that this emotional deprivation was coming to an end.

At this moment, Catul was shaken, convulsed for a while and then passed out.

Bender breathed a long sigh of relief and then stood up. His face was also very pale. It seemed that he had encountered a mental shock during the process of extracting emotions, but fortunately the shock was not strong.

"Okay, boss!"

Bender walked up to Reinhard and whispered.

"Thank you for your hard work, go back and have a good rest."

Reinhard smiled and patted Bender on the shoulder. Bender nodded, then turned and left.