"Poof!" There was the sound of fist-to-flesh torture in the interrogation room, but there were no screams behind the iron door. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThis torture chamber has a history of almost 100 years, and no matter how the times develop, there will always be only one way to get the prisoner to speak the truth, and it is simple and effective. The German emissary, captured by the Novgorodians, was enjoying the hospitality that Dikeyat had prepared for him.

Decayat sat leisurely on the leather sofa, picked up a book, flipped through it, and silently waited for the result, while the sound of punching and kicking continued inside. What he had was time, and he could naturally wait until that person highlighted what he wanted to know. It's time to teach a lesson to the Pskovs who don't know how to repay their kindness, and these little actions have been going on right under their noses all along.

After some time, the sound of torture inside seemed to stop, and De Keyat closed the book, and it seemed that it was over, and the men knew the severity.

With a "squeak", the iron door was pushed open, and out came a man with blood stains all over his body. It was a splash of blood from the blow. His tall frame and strong muscles are already a testament to his prowess.

"It's over so soon?" Dicayat looked at the subordinate who came out and asked, too fast to surprise her. "It didn't take much effort to get the German to speak."

"It's just a little aristocratic person who is a diplomat, and his bones are naturally very soft." The man shrugged his shoulders, this kind of thing couldn't be easier for him, but it was just a pain of flesh and skin, and that person couldn't bear all the tricks, and he was a little disappointed that his real kung fu couldn't show his hand.

"Did he vomit something?" Dikaiat asked, looking at the confession in the man's hand.

"Pretty important, isn't it? The boy was beaten so much that he couldn't even speak, so he let him write it down. Fortunately, he didn't move his arms when he was interrogated. I can't read what he wrote, so I'll give it to you. The man placed the confession on De Keyat's knee, "I'll go out and wash first." ”

"Understood." De Keayat nodded, Devon he could still understand. "He did it on purpose!" Looking at the scribbled handwriting, he could not believe that a diplomat who had been sent over could speak Slavic but not even write Northvin.

"Forget it, don't pick on it. Do you want me to interrogate me again? The man asked angrily.

"Well, then you're busy, Kutuzov!" De Keyat continued to look at the confession, which was a bit troublesome, but it wasn't a big deal for him.

However, after only reading two or three lines, Dikaiat's whole body stiffened, as if the content on it shocked him.

"What's wrong?" Kutuzov also saw Dikaiat's anomaly and couldn't help but ask suspiciously, he didn't know what was on it.

"Oh, shit!" Dikaiat suddenly shouted, and instead of answering Kutuzov, he walked out quickly.

"Quick! Fast! Pick me up Novgorod! Fast! The man roared loudly and rushed into the telecommunications department, and everyone was stunned by their head.

"What's wrong・・・・・・?" The astonished telegraph operator was taken aback, they did not expect Dikeyat to lose his temper like this.

"Stop talking nonsense, pick me up Novgorod, quick!" Dikaiat grabbed the other man by the collar and roared.

"Yes!" Seeing the menacing man, the people from the telecommunications department hurriedly replied.

・・・・・・

At this time, in the dense forest, Constance Dante was being held to the head with a gun, and in front of him, several heavily armed men in black also walked out slowly with weapons.

"Please take care of us when we meet for the first time, Archduke Constève!" The man behind him whispered, "Please put your weapons down, otherwise, your safety and the safety of others will not be guaranteed." ”

"What do you mean?" Constance Dante asked in a chilled voice.

"I think it's pretty clear!" The man's gentle tone made Constance Dante feel a chill, and soon from behind the woods, several more black-clad masked men came out, but it was Uncle Chuikov who was holding them hostage!

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with him!" Chuikov had a visible scar on his forehead and fainted, apparently being attacked while chasing him here.

"Of course, but that doesn't mean anything. If anyone else knows what happened to His Highness here, it would be troublesome. Killing him now is the best option, of course - it doesn't have to be. So Your Highness, you should know what to do, right? The man smiled.

"Okay. I understand. Even though the man emphasized how gentle and gentle he was, Consy Dante could still feel the general sensation of a poisonous snake crawling down his back. Constance Dante threw the short gun in his hand to the ground and kicked it away!

"Very good!" The man took the shortarm away from his hand in satisfaction, but as soon as the muzzle of the gun left the back of Consdante's head, a ferocious elbow struck him.

The man underestimated Constance Dante, and for the past three years, Constance Dante has also learned some of the most basic martial arts techniques with Berhis.

"Poof!" The man who was caught off guard was knocked head-on, and although Constance Dante was not strong, the sudden attack made the opponent suddenly lose his balance, and that was enough.

No one could react, and in the next second, the short gun in the man's hand was on Cons-Dante's hand and pressed against his forehead. This is a risky blow from Conseidante, but there is no other way, the other party is not good, which means that he has to try to take the risk, otherwise he and Chuikov may die without a place to be buried, so they can only fight to the death.

"Your Excellency!"

"Click!"

The gun was loaded, and the masked man in black immediately pointed his gun at Constance Dante.

"Don't move, or I'll make his head bloom immediately!" Constance Dante snapped that although the other party did not lay down their arms, they were indeed jealous.

Constance Dante looked at the man in front of him, who was dressed in black like his men and masked with only a pair of eyes exposed. Constance Dante couldn't recognize who the man was, and he didn't want to reveal his identity.

"Oh oh oh, Archduke Cons, this seems a little irrational!" The man fell to the ground and spread his arms, and said to Constance Dante with his composure, he could almost smell the pungent smell of gunpowder at such a close distance, but he had no fear at all.

"Let him go, or you'll die!" Constance Dante shouted, holding his gun hard against the man's forehead, he was not joking.

"This doesn't seem to work, and your situation is not very good, Your Highness. At the slightest command, you and your friends, including me, will be beaten into a hornet's nest. Think about it, these people don't work for me, and my life is not worth mentioning if necessary, please be sensible! The man said calmly, not at all like a threat, but a plain truth, which made Constance Dante believe it. The people who came here to attack him, the forces behind him can be imagined, and if he wanted to easily let the other party give in and let go of such a good opportunity, Constance Dante felt that it was a fool's dream

"Who are you?" Constance Dante asked.

"Forgive me for being silent." The man replied with a smirk, "It's possible that the Teutons, the Swedes, the Rus', and even the Holy See, aren't they?" After all, Novgorod now has too many enemies. "Indeed, in the past three years, Novgorod has achieved great success, but it has also made many enemies, and Consei-Dante cannot determine who will be behind these people!

"Maybe you were sent by those Novgorod nobles, didn't you?" Constance Dante suddenly sneered, his cold gaze piercing like an arrow.

"Of course it's possible, it seems that Your Highness, you yourself are not monolithic." However, the man's face did not change, he did not deny it or admit it, he hid it well, and Consciente, who thought he was perceptive, could only admit that he could not find any flaws.

"Let him go, or I promise I'll shoot!" Constance Dante said again forcefully, his finger on the trigger, and he did what he said.

"Well, it seems that His Royal Highness the Grand Duke is indeed not so easy to be frightened, so what about this?" The man snapped his fingers, and his men immediately stepped into the jungle. And just as Constance Dante was a little confused, the man in black came out again, he didn't have a gun in his hand, but he was holding a red shoe.

"Bernia!?" Constantine was startled, and he recognized at a glance the shoes that Bonifazia was wearing. But he should have thought that there was only one possibility of Bonifazia's disappearance, and it fell into their hands. This had to mess up Cons Dante.

This also gives the other party an opportunity.

"That kid seems to be very important to you, otherwise you wouldn't have met us here." The man whispered, and at the moment when Constance Dante lost his mind, the man suddenly punched Constance Dante in the throat.

"Ahem!"

This time it was Consité Dante's turn to be caught off guard, and due to a momentary loss of consciousness, the short gun in his hand once again fell into the hands of the man.

Before Consdante could taste the sharp pain in his throat, he received another blow to his lower abdomen, this time with a knee kick.

"Archduke Cons, this is my reward to you." The man put away his weapon and pushed Constance Dante to the ground, giving Constance Dante a heavy blow with a relaxed expression.

"What about Bernia? What did you ・・・・・・ do to her? Constance Dante asked, even so, Considine was still worried about Bonifazia's safety.

"I didn't expect you to have this kind of thought, my esteemed Grand Duke." The man took the shoe from his subordinate, "It seems that anything can make a big difference in a given situation, and this statement is very true." Of course, I didn't expect this at first. ”

"As for the child, it's a pity ・・・・・・," the man said regretfully.

"What do you mean—" Cons, Dante, who heard the man's sigh, immediately changed color, but he was unable to move when he tried to struggle.

"Don't worry, she's fled—" the man said jokingly. "I don't want to admit it, but my subordinates are really unexpected." The man glanced at his men and smiled.

"But it's nothing, since you're in our hands, nothing else." The man shrugged slightly, "Take them all away, remember to clean up the traces." Anyone who reappears will be killed. The little girl might inform the people in the village that we are running out of time, gentlemen! ”

"Yes, Your Excellency." The black-clad and masked men responded solemnly, and they quickly reacted to clean the scene. Punched hard, Dante had no power to resist. He never expected that such a thing would happen under Novgorod's nose!

Decayat, I'm not done with you!

Constance Dante could only shake his head helplessly in his heart. Although Bonifazia managed to escape, would she know the connection if she didn't know the details? And who the hell are these people? Why is it here? Constance Dante's mind was full of doubts.

Was it a spy or an assassin sent by another country, or was it a coup d'état by Pskov or even Novgorod?

・・・・・・

"Hurry—" Dikeyat was still anxiously waiting, but Novgorod had not yet been contacted. This news must be communicated immediately to Archduke Consité, Dante, and it would be too long to get there from the city of Pskov.

"Communication has been poor in the past few days, please be patient."

"I've already said it's a hundred thousand urgent things, do you think I can endure it?" Dicaiat was furious, and the confession on it had to be immediately informed to the Grand Duke of Constance.

"That's it!" Finally, the correspondent said with relief that they had finally reached Novgorod, or the chief would have swallowed him alive.

Dekeyat could finally breathe a sigh of relief, "Give me the communicator!" He snatched the communicator, "Hey, is the Grand Duke here?" ”

However, his expression quickly stiffened, and the other party's answer suddenly made his heart cold.

"Are you saying the Grand Duke isn't here?! Are you kidding! Where did he go? Don't say you don't know, go to him immediately. And get Lord Berhis! An enraged De Keyat roared, "You know what? This matter is related to the safety of Archduke Constance Dante, and a minute and a half of delay is a disaster, and you can't afford to pay the responsibility at all! ”

At the same time, in the small house of Novgorod, Solzhenitsyn was surrounded by a crowd of bewildered parliamentarians.

"What the hell are you trying to do?! Are you crazy? Solzhenitsyn asked with a roar of rage.

But Patriarch Ivelomo looked very calm, "The reason is simple, now we have to take back what belongs to us from the hands of Cons Dante!" ”

However, at this moment, an indifferent voice sounded above their heads.

"Oh, is it? That's a real headache, gentlemen! (To be continued.) )