In the dimly lit room, an old voice was screaming miserably, but the magicians outside the door were deaf and did not seem to hear the already terrifying voice at all.

Inside the room, an old man tied to a chair, his magical robes dirty, was struggling to pull at the iron shackles that bound his hands.

The sound of metal hitting was one after another, and he struggled until blood oozed from his wrists.

"Let me out! You liars! I'm so blind! Why should you come here? Bastard! You bastards! "The man who shouted this at the top of his voice was Frentzberg who betrayed Ellan Hill, who had been arrested half a month ago and locked up in this cage that would never see the light of day.

"Let Tel Wish come and see me! Why didn't he dare come to see me? Yes? He's a liar! What a fool I am, I believe your sweet words! Shaking the chain on his arm vigorously, Frenzberg shouted tirelessly.

It's not that he doesn't really know how to be tired, it's that his mental condition is stimulated by magic to an extremely unstable state.

Now his entire spiritual level is about to be separated from his physical body, and this state was originally an immature means of separating spiritual power and creating a god puppet.

Unfortunately, due to extreme instability, this method has now been abandoned. However, in the puppet empire, it still exists as a means of interrogating prisoners, or as a cruel punishment.

And now, Frentzberg was being punished like this, which made him very devastated, and his whole body became insane, like a mental illness.

……

Telavish was sitting in his place now, and no amount of food or wine could make him feel comfortable.

The current situation of the war does not need to be described as worse for the puppet empire - the northern corps near Dorai surrendered under the command of General Gusen, and the last formed unit of the puppet empire no longer exists.

As for the new army on the Malen River defense line, everyone knew that it was nothing more than a ragtag army that could barely be called an army, and its combat strength was really not enough to stop the iron hooves of Iran Hill.

He was now full of regrets, regrets about his original choices, regrets about the various mistakes made in the war, and regretted that he had captured the technician Frentsberg, who was very important to the puppet empire.

Recently, due to the lack of Frentzberg's technology, the research of some new weapons of the puppet empire has all come to a standstill.

And after capturing Frenzberg, he learned the truth from a group of mages who were eating vegetarian food, and it turned out that many technologies were developed by Frenzberg, and they were just a group of assistants who obeyed Frenzberg's orders.

Now that Frentsberg has been arrested, it seems unlikely that he will continue to work for the puppet empire - in this case, the technological innovation of the puppet empire has become a complete joke.

After calming down, he now realizes that the possibility of Frentzberg betraying the puppet empire is very small, and Iran Hill's chess game should actually be the accumulation of technology and heritage to crush the puppet empire, and it has nothing to do with leaks and other things.

But it's hard to get him to admit his mistakes. He did not dare to see Frenzberg again, nor did he dare to believe that Frenzberg would forgive him for his stupidity.

For him, the human heart is the most difficult thing to control, and he doesn't dare to trust others easily. He's been betrayed lately, and the new puppet empire has been growing, and he now has less and less control over the region.

In this environment, he did not dare to trust anyone anymore, including the arrested Frenzberg, of course. In his opinion, he would rather kill Frenzberg than let the other party out and give the other party a chance to betray him.

There is another aspect, that is, he does not dare to admit that he was wrong now. Because if he admits his mistake once, then someone will force him to admit more mistakes.

Admitting to having caught Frenzberg by mistake is a trivial matter, but if anyone doubts his declaration of war on Iran Hill and thinks that it was a mistake for him to defect to the devil, then how should he end up?

Admit this mistake too? Admit that you are obsessed with ghosts, and you actually believe in the demon's demagogy and become enemies of humans?

Wouldn't his reputation in this life be ruined? Frenzberg, who had been thinking about these questions for a long time, finally exchanged his waiter and asked loudly: "That old fellow...... Have you confessed? ”

"Grand Magister Pavilion, Your Excellency...... That old, old guy hasn't confessed yet. He has been scolding some ugly things, and his spirit is extremely unstable. The waiter bowed his head and replied cautiously.

In recent days, Tel Avish's mental state has not been very good, this elderly archmage has been devastated by the current war situation, sleepless every day, irritable and irritable, and has long lost the elegance and peace of the archmage.

"Then it's a mental stripping spell! Let him enjoy the most painful feeling in the world! Travish said with a shy knife that could not be sheathed.

"But, Your Excellency the Great Magus, if he is in his current state and stripped off a spiritual force, then he is likely to collapse...... And if he died? The waiter swallowed and asked, a little frightened.

As Telavish's waiter, of course, he also knew that the other party seemed to regret arresting Frentsberg on trumped-up charges. So when he heard that Tel Vash wanted to continue to be ruthless for the sake of his own face, he whispered a reminder to Tel Vish.

"Then prepare a puppet for him...... It's okay to use unfinished god puppets, don't waste them. Telavish clenched his fists and commanded, "Isn't that what he wants to keep part of his soul alive in this world?" Eternal life! I give him eternal life! What does he have to hate me? Well? Hahahaha! ”

At the end of the day, he burst into laughter with a little madness. As if pleased with his arrangement, his laughter reverberated throughout the hall.

"Yes!" Seeing Tara in this state, the waiter also knew that he couldn't persuade him anymore. He thinks he can do a small favor to others, but if he loses himself, it won't be worth it.

After receiving the order, the attendant bowed down and exited the hall where Tel Wishish was, and a general in armor passed him.

The opponent was wearing armor with magic inscriptions, and the style was much more gorgeous than the magic armor of ordinary soldiers. At first glance, he knew that he was a high-ranking general of the puppet empire, because such gorgeous and complex armor was rare now.

The general walked into the main hall, stood in the center and bowed slightly to Telavish, and said loudly: "Your Excellency, the Grand Magister! I have come back from the front to report to you on the state of readiness for the Malen River defensive line. ”

"We're building enough fortifications, but the puppets are being replenished too slowly. We are poor in lack of reinforcements and few weapons......" he complained word by word, each of which made Tel Vash feel extremely irritated.

Two days ago, Tra Wish promised to replenish the front line with 200,000 puppet soldiers, but now all he can barely pull out is a pitiful 40,000 puppets.

It's just that half of these puppets are still drawn from the production department, which is extremely wasteful, and they eat the overdraft behavior of the grain.

But for the entire Maren River defense line, these supplements are a drop in the bucket and cannot relieve the pressure at all.

So, the generals in charge of the defense line of the Maren River were overwhelmed and personally rushed back to Brokeland to explain their suffering to Tel Wish.

"If it's too late for the puppets to produce replenishment, it's okay to mobilize some civilians to serve as reinforcements and replenish them to the front line." The general didn't know that firewood and rice were expensive, and proposed a solution that seemed to solve the problem.

But his own family knows about his own affairs, and Tel Wishish naturally knows that if he expands the scale of conscription and forcibly conscripts some civilians, it will only make his approval rating even lower.

Countless civilians have fled to areas controlled by the new puppet empire in order to take refuge. If he continues to recruit troops, it will only cause more people to defect from him to the new puppet empire.

However, even if it is to quench your thirst, you can't take care of anything else at this time. Although letting the people defect to the new puppet empire is tantamount to slow suicide, if they can't hold the defense line of the Malen River, it seems that they will die faster.

Therefore, the lesser of the two, Tel Wishish can only honestly choose to continue to forcibly recruit troops into the Malen River before there is no too good way.

In fact, if it weren't for the arrival of reinforcements from the demon forces, the main force of Ellan Hill would have already crossed the Malen River defense line by now.

The floating castle of ten demons, as well as tens of thousands of demon troops, arrived at the front line of the Malen River, helping the puppet empire to hold the scene, and somewhat stabilized Telvish's position.

However, when he felt the powerful spatial magic and heard Iran Hill announce the victory over the demons on the Rudono River, his feelings were even more complicated.

The young mortal emperor had achieved his momentum, and it was obvious that no one could stop the new emperor from establishing his prestige.

If he hadn't betrayed humanity and turned to demons, then he might have been a hero of the human world by now, right? At least like Ronsadle, it looks like it's very comfortable.

There is no regret medicine in the world to take, so Tel Wishish finally only sighed with emotion, and promised: "I will immediately issue an order for conscription, gather 200,000 people, and let them immediately rush to the front line to fight!" ”

The general finally got the promise he wanted, so he nodded, bowed slightly, and left the empty hall.