The next morning, the sky was sunny and cloudless, and it was a good sunny day. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Thor called Leon to ask about the White-robed Man's recent situation.

"Ah...... Your Majesty," the expression on Leon's face was vivid, and he laughed, his eyes narrowed into a line, and he said playfully:

"I have regularly fed him some decoction made of devil's grass as you have instructed, and yesterday I stopped the medicine for a day, but I have not had time to interrogate him. ”

Thor got up from his desk, stood up and said:

"That's right, let's go see him together. ”

With that, the two walked out of the office building behind the paper mill together, passed the busy workers, went out of the gate, and went straight to the dungeon.

Maxwell and Ingvar had already set off for Wotan to talk to Susie Conrad about the white paper trade, and Diana had nothing to do, so Thor didn't call anyone else, but went to the fourth floor of the dungeon with Leon.

The cell was extremely dim, and only a few flickering candles lit everything in the corridor, and sometimes a gust of wind blew inexplicably, which would make the light shake for a while, giving people a dark and terrifying feeling.

There was only one prisoner in the entire fourth floor, and that was the white-robed man, and Thor specially instructed the guards to come and check every few minutes, and he was very worried about the white-robed man's stealth ability.

Neither Thor nor his subordinates have much experience in dealing with this kind of magician.

"It's just ahead, my lord—" Leon was very familiar with this cell, and he would come here from time to time to torture the white-robed man, but today, for some reason, he always felt a little different from before, and even the rumors seemed to have changed.

"What is this sound?" Thor also heard this strange sound, like a whimper from the depths, and he didn't know if it was something common on the fourth floor of the dungeon.

"It's the prisoner who is shouting, Your Majesty—" said the guard who followed them both respectfully to Thor:

"I haven't stopped since last night. ”

Thor and Leon glanced at each other, and they both saw the mood they wanted to express in each other's eyes, yes, it seems that the effect of the devil grass has flinched, and I am afraid that he has not been provided with a decoction for a day, which makes him a little unbearable.

Thinking this, the two men quickened their pace again, and hurried to the depths of the dungeon.

The whimper, which had been like the sound of the wind just a moment ago, was now getting stronger and stronger, and as the distance closed, Thor and Leon could hear it more clearly, it was indeed a cry of pain from a person.

"Ah...... Ahhhh......h Light...... Ah......h

"Ah...... You ......" The dungeon was very empty, and the footsteps of Thor and Leon were easily recognizable, so when they stood in front of the cell door, the white-robed man had already looked up and saw them.

His face was haggard at this time, his hair was dry and curly, and he had never cleaned it up since he was caught, and his whole person was like a refugee fleeing from the land of calamity.

Because of the intense pain caused by taking the devil grass, his facial expression had been distorted, but it had not yet destroyed his consciousness, and the white-robed man could still distinguish Leon and Thor.

For Leon, this person who fed him and drank the devil's grass soup and tortured him every day, he naturally would not forget, and Thor was obviously the leader of this group of people at the beginning, and he was also his target, so the white-robed man also recognized Thor as well.

"You give me ...... Drink ...... What the hell is ......?"

"Haha, you don't need to know this-" Leon had a smile on his face, but his hand was very careful to slowly open the cell door, cautiously and slowly approaching the white-robed man who was tied up and hanging in the air.

"Are you still going to say nothing now?" Leon looked at the white-robed man defiantly, as he took out a thumb-sized vial from his waist, which was sealed with a cork.

He shook the small bottle lightly on the side of the white-robed man's nose, then looked at the other party with a meaningful smile and said:

"I guess you know what's in this bottle, right?"

"Give...... Give me ......" Hearing Leon's words, the white-robed man's eyes lit up, his breathing became very heavy, he gasped heavily, his eyes were fixed on the vial in Leon's hand, and his gums trembled and shouted:

"Give it to me...... Please...... Give me...... ......."

"Then you'll have to exchange something for that......" Leon shook the vial again, then abruptly retracted it behind him.

Seeing that the bottle was withdrawn, the look on the white-robed man's face became anxious, and he shouted nervously:

"Don't ...... Please give me...... I...... I said......" The expression on his face had become extremely distorted, as if he wanted to shut up on the one hand, but on the other hand, he really couldn't resist the temptation.

"Your name-" Leon put away the smile on his face, the whole person suddenly became cold, his tone instantly became serious, and he raised his voice and said to the white-robed man:

"Tell me - your name - "

"......" seemed to have regained some consciousness for a short time, and the white-robed man still wanted to resist, he bit his lips and forced himself not to say a word.

At this time, Leon simply took out the vial, threw it behind him, and threw the bottle directly.

"Don't—" subconsciously shouted, and the expression on the white-robed man's face became struggling and desperate.

Leon just said to him coldly: "This is originally your amount today, since you don't want it yourself, then throw it away." ”

At this moment, annoyance, hatred, hatred, disappointment, and pleading all kinds of expressions appeared on the white-robed man's face paradoxically, and he finally showed a pleading look in his eyes, looked at Leon and said:

"Please give it to me—even a drop—please—I say—my name—I tell you—"

Leon didn't speak, just looked at him lightly, as if he didn't care about the honesty shown by the white-robed man at this time, Thor stared at the white-robed man expressionlessly, he was waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity for the opponent's mental defense to completely collapse or relax.

"My name is Yuka—please call me Yuka-Yuka-sir!" the man cried out like a child crying to get the attention of his parents, crying desperately for Leon's attention.

"Oh, Mr. Juka, I think we're finally off to a good start. Leon nodded, a smile on his face once more, and he asked in the same tone:

"Then Mr. Yuka, why did you come to Ujung Pandang, and who sent you?"

Faced with a new question, Yuka's face once again showed a look of pain, and he shook his head and twisted his body as if this would alleviate the pain.

Leon's face turned cold again, and this time he turned away without hesitation.