The cold ground, as well as the endless pain on his body, made Mank wake up directly.

It seemed to be a cellar, filled with cold and damp cold, and many cold droplets of water rolled on his body, making Mank shiver and his pupils quickly clear.

"Yes, our previous ambush failed...... I also became a captive...... Prisoner, it's ridiculous......"

Mank felt sharp pain in his thighs and arms, and the feeling of no teeth leaving his mouth empty.

"Are you awake?"

Through the dim light, Mank could see that the nobleman who had defeated him today was standing in front of him, and the expression on his face was very calm, without a trace of joy, but it made Manke feel natural fear.

"You...... Dead, you're dead!" Manke shuddered, his tone very strange, and the words coming out of his leaky mouth seemed a little out of shape.

"Oh, is it?

Thunderlin's face was full of banter: "Or ...... It's it!"

The clothes on Mank's arm were torn apart, revealing an imprinted emblem of the Church, a bizarre symbol of daggers and blood, representing a powerful deity.

The god of murder - Shirek, in Thunderlin's impression, although this god has great power, he advocates murder and conspiracy, and takes pleasure in inciting regional strife, and among the gods, he is a-stirring stick.

But even so, the Church of a True God is obviously a behemoth for the current Leylin.

"Don't lie to me, you only believe in the god of murder at most, and the great god of murder will not pay attention to a mortal. Not to mention still a failed waste!"

Believers in gods die all the time on the continent, but unless they are saints or high priests. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the gods to keep an eye on each other, let alone ordinary believers.

Unless Leylin uses means to desecrate the souls of believers. That god would be angry and even punish.

This deep understanding immediately made Mank's face stagnate, and then a dead expression.

"Tell me! How many mad dogs like you are under Diem, the unsuccessful son of the Marquis of Louis?"

Seeing that he had successfully broken the opponent's defense, Lei Lin immediately threw a bigger bomb.

"You know?" Mank exclaimed, and this made Leylin confirm his judgment: "I see, the information given by Tarbis is indeed true, and everything is the ghost of Marquis Louis behind it!!"

"Now that you already know, you surely understand. You can't fight their ......" Manke laughed: "Even if your mage talent is amazing, even if you have the level of a sixth-level mage, you are nothing in the eyes of that kind of great noble......"

It can be seen that he is still very angry about his previous defeat under Lei Lin.

As for the sixth-level mage or something, Lei Lin was very happy to see that the other party had guessed wrong, and he had no intention of correcting the other party's cognition.

After all, compared to the fact that he can use level 0 spells infinitely and is not restricted by the magic net, it is easier to convince people to obviously hide the news of the mage level, and it can also avoid being exposed.

"Well, I don't have much time to talk to you right now! I need you to know how many of Diem's men there are, where they are, when the pirates are going to land, and what to do on the mainland...... Everything, everything. Anything you know, you have to tell me!"

Lei Lin's face turned cold, and there was a certain essence shooting out of his eyes.

"Boom...... I won't die to say it. Isn't it torture? Come on!" Mank looked very scoundrel at this time.

These thieves and assassins have apparently undergone some kind of training. He has a good tolerance for torture and the like.

"Looks like you're confident in your tolerance?" Leylin glanced at Mank. There seems to be some kind of ...... in his eyes Commiseration?

"Soon you will learn what a joyful thing death is, and that what you have experienced before is nothing......"

The knuckles on Leylin's hands snapped.

In terms of how to torture the body and spirit, there are probably few people in the entire world of gods who are more experienced than him.

And the astonishing level of surgery and potion attainments can make him easily hang the other party's life, not to mention that there is also the power of magic that can affect the other party's spirit.

Soon, the other party will discover what a happy thing it is to be able to choose death.

There was some kind of evil light in Leylin's eyes......

In fact, Mank succumbed quickly, and only after three hours, without even using a hundredth of the means in Leylin's memory, he made the other party weep bitterly and confess everything he knew, only begging Leylin to send him on his way immediately.

After making sure that the information known to the other party had been hollowed out and the authenticity of the information was confirmed, Lei Lin did not directly kill the other party, nor did he torture the poor child, but threw the other party in the dungeon.

It's hard to get hold of such a high-level professional experiment.

After getting the information of the other party, Lei Lin first carried out a comprehensive cleaning of the manor, with him personally checking, with his experience and chip detection technology, those hidden traitors have nothing to hide.

Soon, a large number of rats were found, including a cook, two grooms, and a few boys.

At this critical moment, Lei Lin never talked about avoiding Zhu Lian or anything like that, but directly controlled the other party's family, this harsh method suddenly made the people in the manor tremble, and even the Claire sisters seemed a little afraid of Lei Lin.

Of course, his power rule was also carried out in this way.

"How many people can I gather now?"

Sitting behind the baron's desk, Leylin crossed his hands and asked Jacob in front of him.

"Young Master Qiqi!" Yacob was wearing leather armor, with a fierce temperament on his body, and he also had a respect for Lei Lin, which made Lei Lin very satisfied.

"We have done our best to draw a brigade of fifty people, plus the guards in the manor, there are about eighty people!"

Jacob said proclaimingly.

"Eighty people?" said Leylin, who mused very few of them, at most a farmer who had received a few days of military training, like a militiaman.

As for the real elite, of course, on the side of Baron Jonas.

"With my reminder, I guess the maneuvering over there can be a little easier!" After getting the information, of course, Leylin also sent a copy to Baron Jonas, which must be helpful to the other party, at least to get rid of that state of being blinded and understand who his enemy is.

"Gather them together and prepare to go out with me to encircle the pirates!"

The pirate team that could land at any time was the most imminent threat in Leylin's eyes, and he couldn't sit idly by and watch his territory be ravaged by the other party, so taking the initiative became a must.

"Yes!, we will surely become the sharpest sword in the young master's hand!" Yacob assured.

"I'm looking forward to it!"

Of course, Leylin can only count on them now, and although these militias can't deal with professionals, they should still be of some use against ordinary pirates.

With his current strength, it is impossible to kill so many pirates alone, and he must have the help of his subordinates.

"Well, the low-level combat power is almost the same, but according to the information Manke got from him, this time the pirates are led by a professional who is about level 10, and the high-level strength on our side is still a little insufficient......

Leylin touched his chin and fell into a deep groan.

"If you want to talk about high-level combat power, Cousin Isabel may be counted as well, but she is still here to protect Lady Sarah......"

Thinking of the other party, Leylin immediately asked, "What has Isabel been doing lately with that cousin of mine?"

After hearing this question, Jacob's face looked a little hesitant.

"Say!" Leylin's face turned cold.

"Do you remember the spy who was caught last time?" Jacob gritted his teeth.

"Didn't I tell you to dispose of it a long time ago?" Leylin's brow furrowed.

"Among the captives, two of the boys were picked up by Miss Cousin, and have not been found, and since they entered the other party's room, it seems as if they have completely disappeared from the world, and according to the patrolling guards, they have vaguely heard the screams coming from Miss Table's room......"

There was unspeakable horror on Jacob's face, after all, people in this world are always prone to think of things like "devils" and "demon sacrifices", and Isabelle's approach and performance are very similar to this.

"I see...... Lei Lin rubbed his head, feeling a little painful: "Is there anything else?"

"Miss Biao seems to be interested in the spy family members lately, but I persuaded her......" Jacob said directly.

"I almost forgot, it's also a nuisance, and it's even more tricky if the people in the temple know about it......"

Lei Lin sighed secretly: "I'll handle the matter of Isabel personally, don't tell anyone to the outside world, as for the families of those prisoners, all of them will be reduced to slaves, don't be imprisoned in the manor anymore, put me on the dock to work as coolies or sell them directly......"

At such times, it is necessary to erect examples, both positive and negative, in short, to make the people see the cost and serious consequences of betrayal, and to form an effective deterrent.

"I see!"

Jacob also had no objection to this, and quickly took the order, leaving the space to Leylin.

Leylin looked at the quiet night sky outside and suddenly sighed. (To be continued......)