Alfiin's profession is a psychic warlock, a special spell system that uses psychic power to manifest various effects. In addition to fighting, she is also good at communicating and peering into other people's hearts. Although this kind of communication and snooping can be easily detected and cannot be used in everyday life, it is just right when used in specific situations such as interrogations.

Another night, when the captives, who had been imprisoned all day and drowsy in the dark dungeon, were escorted to the interrogation room and prepared for torture, they were not met with the man with a serious face holding a feather, but a beautiful woman with fluffy fox ears and pink hair, dressed in a dress that did not match the style of the interrogation room.

"Hello everyone. Alfiin nodded in acknowledgment and said calmly, "Yunero told me that you have some information in your head that he needs, and let me find a way to dig it up." But judging by your looks, I don't think there's anything of value in your brains, maybe the shell will be interested in them somewhat. ”

The captives were immediately furious, of course they could understand what this woman meant, didn't that mean that their minds were full of!

"If you still get angry, it means that you are not hopeless, at least a little stronger than a slug. Alfien said to his assistant, "Put away the salt, you probably won't need it." ”

Sprinkled with salt on the body of a slug is able to dehydrate this disgusting bug to death, which is a famous proverb.

Then, Alfien picked a random captive and asked, "What's your name?"

The captive did not reply, but his face changed immediately.

He clearly felt that there was a force invading his mind. The power is not strong, but it has an irresistible wonder, like using a wedge to pry open a closed box, it does not require a lot of strength, it only requires ingenuity.

He gritted his teeth hard, closed his eyes, and gathered all his strength, trying to stop the invasion, but to no avail.

For those who do not have the power of the mind, the snooping of a psychic warlock is simply impossible to defend against.

Alfien turned her magic into soft tentacles, searching through the chaos of thoughts for something that corresponded to the question she had just asked, and soon she found her purpose.

"Howl, Hal Jefferson, you are a side member of the Viscount Jefferson family in the Republic of West Winglyka. She looked surprised, not expecting to catch a big fish, "No wonder you have such a standard of boat, and that kind of neat array." I have to admit that your background is remarkable, even if you are the ugliest mule, your father may be a thousand-mile horse, I always thought it was just a proverb, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

Hal Jefferson's face was earthy, and he knew there was no way to keep it a secret.

Alfien looked at the rest of the people with great interest and asked them one by one.

She was answered by scolding or screaming.

"Get out of here! witch!"

"Don't invade my mind!

"Help, help!"

......

But none of this stopped the psychic from finding the information she needed. With great power, she was guided by one question, rummaging through the captives' memories in search of all the information she was interested in and useful.

It was extremely uncomfortable to be looked at by people, and the captives felt as if something soft and sticky had been poured into their noses and mouths, making it difficult for them to breathe. And instead of flowing down the nostrils and trachea, these things went upstream, into their brains, caressing and studying their brain marrows.

They were frightened and uncomfortable, and they all went berserk, some tried to fight Alfiin, some tried to escape, and some wanted to kill themselves. Seven prisoners in all, but nearly thirty guards were dispatched to completely subdue them.

Alfiin didn't care about their feelings at all, and searched for it on her own, and it took almost an hour for her to find all the information she needed, check it with the deputy inquisitor next to her, who was in charge of the records, and confirm that the information was correct, and the two left the interrogation room in high spirits and went to report to Yunero.

In the interrogation room, only the prisoners who were firmly watched by the guards, slumped on the ground, their faces covered with saliva and snot, and the ground was full of the smell of feces and urine.

"What?'s people from West Bun Leika?!" Yuneru, who got the news, was taken aback, "Why did the people from West Bun Lyka come to the South China Sea?"

"Our side is already the eastern part of the South China Sea, and in terms of maritime sphere of influence, it is indeed close to the sphere of influence of West Bruneika. Lana said, "It's just...... I've never heard of West Brulyka's interest in the South China Sea Islands before. ”

The two glanced at each other, and Lana, who had relatively much magic power, asked the question in the chat channel.

Soon, everyone in the strategy team answered one after another, confirming Lana's impression.

At least in the game, the sea overlord of the West Bunlyka Republic has indeed never attacked the South China Sea Islands.

"But judging from the situation of these people, they are organized. "They belong to the same count, but a mere county can't support such a large navy, although these ships are only neutral clippers, not the most famous battleship of West Brulyka, but twelve...... It's not a small amount. ”

Yunero nodded and asked, "What are their arrangements......?" Do you have any suggestions?"

"They are all children of nobles, now that they know their identities, contact their families according to the rules and ask for ransom. "It's just a few side items, but I think they're worth a lot of money." ”

"Can't contact their family!" Lana immediately objected, "They can't know about the Psychic Warlock!"

Alfien was surprised and asked, "Is there anything wrong with my existence?"

Lana said solemnly, "If it's just an attack spell, of course it's fine. But a warlock who can read minds...... It will greatly increase our threat in the eyes of various forces. So this matter can't be easily leaked out. ”

Yunero nodded slightly: "Since it can't be leaked, then why have we kept these people locked up?"

Lana smiled: "Aren't they willing to die, then it would be better for them." Executed as pirates, declaring that they would not divulge any information, so they tacitly agreed that they were pirates. ”

Yunero frowned, pondered for a moment, and nodded.

The next morning, the captives were taken out of their cells again and saw Alfien again.

Immediately they trembled, and they could not even stand on their feet. But Alfien didn't embarrass them, just looked at them carefully for a moment, and then sighed.

"Give them a bath, change into clean clothes, and prepare them some good food and wine. She turned her head and left, leaving only one sentence, "Eat and drink well, clean up and go on the road." ”

The captives naturally understood what she meant, you look at me, I look at you, in despair, but also relieved.

Although death was terrible, compared to yesterday's horrific experience, they would rather die easily.