Xiaotian, the king of people, is not a cruel person, but for the huge city of Boer, there is always no shortage of people of all colors, such as executioners.

"Lord Crane, have you openly slandered the correctness of the Bunian project at 321 Jewel Avenue, and have you co-librated Lord Fili, the Governor's Officer, at the Oria Opera House in the western part of Boer, and have you privately used your power to embezzle huge sums of money at secret meetings in the Oak District?"

In the dimly lit cell, in the damp water dungeon, the biting water spilled up to Crane's knees, and his whole body was chained with his hands and fell into the cell. The only window in the entire cell was the small open window on the door.

This is the water dungeon left over from Boer City, which was used to deal with some orc slaves.

The biggest horror of this water prison is not that the biting cold water in the water prison will gradually corrode a person's knees and bones, although the cold water will bring physical pain to people, but it is still not as good as mental torture.

Generally, people who enter this water dungeon are locked up for a few days.

It is dim and damp, with a biting cold from the knee down, and the sewage constantly corrodes one's skin and flesh, and the pain of being maddened but bound by the hands is the most unbearable, and the feeling of loneliness and gloom is the most maddening. Man is a group animal, from this point of view, this kind of solitary water prison will be mentally weak enemy, plus man is not a diurnal species, and can not see a ray of sunlight in the dark environment for a long time, this feeling is really the most torturous.

Like a traveler who has lost his way on the sea, his greatest pain is not the scorching sun and empty hunger on the sea, but his greatest enemy is water! full of seawater, obviously thirsty, obviously surrounded by water, but you still have to endure the hunger and thirst that tempts you. It's a more desperate way to die than getting lost in the desert.

That's how it is now.

He'd been hanging upside down here for days, and he hadn't drunk a single drop of water, all from his knees down, and though it carried the stickiness and stench of sewage from the sewers, he was desperate for a sip.

"Water...... Water ......"

Raising his head weakly, Crane looked straight at the interrogator in front of him, his eyes full of pleading, and his lips that dried so dry that they cracked and made a weak sound.

However, his pleas were destined to be ignored, and the cold interrogator from the lowliest slums of Bol City, who had grown up in this crime-ridden slum full of all sorts of perverts, might not understand what they were asking about would cause a stir in Bol City, but they were undoubtedly experts when it came to murder and torture.

Crane whispered a few words of pleading, but in exchange for repeating the question, his eyes had changed from the ferocity he had first entered to pleading, and soon his eyes would turn to despair.

He was an aristocrat, before that, his life consisted only of banquets, salons and offices, and he felt that copywriting and archives were the most painful things for him, although he was not a big nobleman, but he was also a nobleman, he was familiar with the aristocratic bills, and with so much time playing the role of a-stirring stick, he also paid attention to the dynamics of the upper nobles.

He was well aware that the city of Boer was lenient towards the crimes of the nobles, and even if he was caught by the orcs in this dark cell, he was confident that he would be released soon.

His friends, and the nobles behind him, wouldn't allow him to die here like this.

He has always believed in it.

Because he is not only a nobleman, he is also an aristocrat who has done a lot of shady things, he knows that it is dangerous for him to criticize some decrees, but he still enjoys it, is it really that he likes to be a troll? No, because trolls can bring him pleasure, and furthermore, high-level trolls can bring him benefits.

A high-ranking troll in an aristocratic circle like him sometimes gets a lot, and many people will be happy to come to him to criticize something for profit, and he also takes the opportunity to make conditions.

Very fair trade.

Crane knew that once what he did was taken seriously by the real magnates, it would be absolutely devastating, but he still did it, why? Because he was a small person, who would care about him as a small person, countless people were banging, why should they arrest him alone, so he sprayed his peace of mind.

But now that he has an accident, as a high-level troll, the matter of his accident must spread quickly, and as a famous troll, Crane knows very well the psychology of people like them, they enjoy the benefits of attacking the decree, but they also fear the retaliation of the powerful, so when there is any sign that threatens their long-standing interests, they will fight back like a pack of beasts protecting their food.

"Soon...... Soon...... I'll be able to get out, and I'll make you pay!"

Crane closed his eyes with some difficulty.

No matter what questions the interrogators asked, he chose to remain silent. These questions frightened him one by one, and Crane knew very well that once he confessed to the crimes of criticizing government decrees, defaming officials, and embezzling public funds, the fate that awaited him was absolutely miserable. Not only will the people behind him not let him go, but even his friends will do everything possible to kill him.

Because he was a traitor, he betrayed his circle.

Sometimes traitors are more hateful than enemies, because traitors know all their secrets, and once there is a traitor in their group, there are many secrets that will not be hidden, and these evil fellows have a sense of insecurity in themselves, they are afraid of betrayal, because any betrayal is fatal.

But sometimes people are more vulnerable than they think.

Crane may be so stubborn and strong at this moment, but it won't be long before he realizes that his companions are not in a better position for him, and if he finds out that the first of those who have also been captured is disarmed, it will be an avalanche of collapse.

Wang Xiaotian knew this very well, so he was not worried at all.

It's like a naughty child being caught by a teacher, as long as one child speaks, the other children will think, why should I endure it, so they will also speak, people will always have this kind of psychology, and this psychological magnification point is the so-called pink eye.

Crane may be able to hold out for a while, but what he will say is that nobles are not those specially trained warriors, and for this kind of water mill, Wang Xiaotian feels that it is just a matter of time, and he does not pay too much attention to what will inevitably happen.