Although Gawain thinks that he is a satellite spirit who has traveled through and has sufficient knowledge and endurance, every time he encounters something related to Tyr, he still can't help but feel "how can there be such a strange species in this world,", just like now, looking at Miss Kraken who is lying on the waterhole in the form of a big sea demon and staring at him with wide eyes, he is particularly entangled in whether he should go through a san check or return to blood first.

Because Tyr had been performing healing spells - to hang the captive's life.

As for Amber's suggestion that some of Tyr's tentacles had a spiritual inspirational effect, Gawain didn't feel it—he felt that it was probably similar to the principle that he was immune to the spiritual interference of the gods, and that many of the forces in this world that interfered with the human mind had no effect on him.

"Now...... Let's say hello to the guests," Gawain looked at Tyre for a long time before he finally turned his attention away from the sea witch and looked at the sturdy captive bound by tentacles who seemed to have only a few breaths left, "What's your name?" What identity? What is the purpose? ”

Clement looked up with difficulty, and the moment he saw Gawain, he realized what was happening, and the terrible creature that bound him discouraged all his hopes of survival, but that didn't mean he would honestly cooperate: "No ...... Notice......"

Amber waited for the old man's words, and immediately came up from the side: "His name is Clement—but disguised as a royal mage named Duke." ”

"Duke ......" Gawain didn't know the specific personnel of Francis II's envoy to the border this time, but after a little thought, he guessed that this pretender was probably lurking beside the dead king all along, and his expression became subtle, "So, your mission is to kill the king?" You and the forces behind you want to sabotage this peace talks? ”

Clement closed his eyes and gestured that he was not ready to answer, while Sölderlin, on the other side, came to Gawain and whispered a few words.

"You're pretending to be a mage, but you're actually a druid," Gawain said in a calm tone, looking at Clement, "I think I know who you are—a madman of the Society of All Things, right?" ”

Clement finally replied, "You may not understand our great cause, whatever you may say. ”

"Actually," Gawain nodded, "I didn't intend to understand your career from the beginning, I just wanted you all to disappear." Clay...... Mente, huh? Your actions have exceeded my expectations, and I admit that I underestimated you—I always thought you were just rats fanning the flames in a dark corner, but I didn't expect you to dare to stir up trouble on such a big matter...... Let me make a bold assumption that if you can go to the border to assassinate the king, then you must also act within the kingdom? ”

Clement only sneered at this, and did not mean to answer at all.

This made Gawain a little embarrassed: he knew that the old man in front of him, who was not amazing-looking (this old man's appearance was not necessarily real, after all, the disciples of the Society of the End of All Things were good at changing their body form) was probably a high-level member of the Society of the End of All Things, this kind of high-level cultist not only had great strength, but also was extraordinary in terms of mind, and ordinary interrogation methods had no effect on these people at all, even if it was a spell involving the mind, it might not be able to break through their mental defenses.

If only this were an eternal sleeper - Gawain could still find a way to hack into the other person's head, but this is a depraved druid, and the situation feels overwhelming.

But just as Gawain was struggling, Tyre in the waterhole suddenly broke the silence: "Perhaps...... I can get him to cooperate a little bit. ”

Gao Wen's eyebrows rose slightly: "Oh? ”

"But it's a one-time thing," Tyr spread his hand, and some of his free tentacles followed suit, "at least according to the tests we've done on those who call themselves 'Children of the Storm,' it can only be used once, and then the person dies." ”

“…… You monster! Clement finally felt a little touched when he heard Tyr's words, and he yelled as he struggled, "What do you want to do?" ”

"You shouldn't be qualified to say that anyone else is a monster," Gawain glanced at Clement, then thought for a moment, and finally made up his mind, "Tyr, I'll leave it to you." ”

Although Gawain is trying to establish a controllable force from within the Eternal Sleeper, he knows that for the vast majority of extremely crazy and fanatical cultists, it is a pointless attempt to save and fight, especially for believers like Clement, and the only suitable way to deal with it is to let Tyr try her "one-time means".

At Gawain's behest, the sea devil's body in the lower half of Tyr's body immediately split into several new tiny tentacles and spread towards Clement, and the cultist finally realized the great danger coming, and began to struggle even more violently - only all his struggles were no match for the tentacles that had bound him tightly and floated with the light of strange runes, and after only a few breaths, those new, tiny tentacles had already spread to the vicinity of his neck......

But at this moment, Amber, who was standing next to Gawain, suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute! ”

Tyr stopped in confusion, and Gawain turned his head to look at Amber, "What's wrong?" ”

Amber seemed to hesitate, but finally stepped forward and looked up at Tyr, "I have a question for him too...... Can you make this man hold on a little longer? ”

"Yes," Tyr nodded, "he'll be alive until your questioning is over." ”

Gawain glanced at Amber curiously, then at Tyr, "Very well, let's get started." ”

Clement writhed and struggled with all his strength, as if he was on the verge of despair, but even so, he was still shouting and scolding, and his voice was loud and surprising: "You will have to pay the price one day!" You don't even deserve to be God's meal! You only deserve to be the dregs of God's spurning after His feast! I won't give in! I won't give in!! ”

In the midst of this curse, several cloudy lilac magical halos, slippery and cold tentacles began to spread up Clement's neck, and little by little to the latter's ears and the latter's scalp, unimaginable fear and mental pressure grabbed Clement's heart, and endless visions seemed to emerge in his mind, the illusory sound of the waves echoed in his ears, and in the layers of waves hidden countless indistinguishable mutters, in those maddening sounds, He remembered all the terrible legends of the deep sea—the end of the Endless Storm, the dark depths of chaos, the palace of the Lord of Storms, the banquet grounds where sea demons and sea monsters reveled......

The Cultist's eyes widened, and in the last moments of self-awareness, he flinched, feeling that he had seen something even more tragic and terrifying than death, a sight that made him want to give in—but he had no chance.

The tentacles had reached into his earholes, scalp, and even eyes, and the brains of the Doomed Cultists had lost the ability to think freely.

Tyr glanced down at Clement, who had finally quieted down, and shook his head: "I don't know what your gods like to eat, but your gods should be quite delicious." ”

Even Gawain felt goosebumps coming from what was happening in front of him, and he couldn't help but mutter, "You can't let this be a little ...... Is it gentle? ”

Tyr thought for a moment, "I can turn the tentacles pink." ”

"Forget it...... Gawain quickly waved his hand, then looked at Clement, "Now I can ask him?" ”

"Anytime," Tyre nodded slightly, "but be as precise as possible, it will be more efficient to get an answer." ”

Gawain snorted and came to Clement: "Is Francis II really dead?" ”

The skin on Clement's face trembled, and a low, hoarse voice came from his throat: "I do it myself...... Kill him......"

Gawain continued to ask, "Prince Edmund is your accomplice?" Is he under the control of the Society of the End of All Things? ”

"Edmund ...... Moen ...... Ansu needs the throne, he is the one of the Death Society...... Collaborators......"

"Collaborators, not who controls whom......" Gawain frowned, it was surprising to get the exact news from Clement that Prince Edmund had killed his father, but he was more puzzled than surprised, "What does Edmund want to do?" Just to usurp the throne? ”

This was the part he couldn't understand the most - Francis II was old, Prince Edmund was the first heir to the throne, that gifted prince didn't have to take such an extreme step at all, why did he have to make such an earth-shattering move after Francis II conducted border negotiations, and even cooperate with the cultists of the Society of the End of All Things for this?!

Presumably this time the question was a little more complicated, and Clement hesitated for a few seconds before slowly replying, "...... Edmund...... I don't just want to be the king of the Second Dynasty...... He wants to...... The splendor of the First Dynasty wants to ...... Ansu is in full bloom, what he wants is...... True kingship. ”

Clement muttered a few more words, and then a strange smile appeared on his face: "Innocent and stupid pawn......"

This must be what this Church of the Dead really said about Prince Edmund.

Hearing Clement's answer, not only did Gawain have a thoughtful look on his face, but even Sölderlin, who was next to him, thought of many things in an instant.

"The real kingship...... the high-ranking ranger frowned, he looked into Gawain's eyes, "That's why he did these things after leaving the royal capital?!" ”

Gawain just sighed, and then thought of something.

He immediately asked, "Is Silas Loren an insider?!" ”

Silas Loren...... Allegiance to ...... Edmund Moen ......"

And so it was!

Silas Loren is not loyal to the King! It's Edmund! But why?

Maybe...... That Duke of the East's allegiance is actually to "Moen", the real Ansu kingship, not a puppet royal family supported by the Northlands?

Gawain reasoned about Silas Loren's position according to the logic of a great nobleman of this era, and after pondering for a long time, he suddenly asked a new question: "Has the peace agreement on the border been signed?" ”

"Signed a ......"

Hearing this crucial answer, Gawain took a slight breath and asked the last decisive question after a few seconds of silence: "Emperor Typhon's side...... Are there any of yours too? ”

Clement's cheeks shook violently, and he squeezed a word out of his throat: "...... Be. ”

"I see...... all the doubts have been answered, all the mysteries seem to be solved, Gawain has always felt the cloud of war hanging over Ansu's head, but now he finally sees the truth of this cloud, "Edmund, and you, what you want is not the war between Typhon and Ansu at all...... What you want is the second Ansu civil war!! ”