Section 40: Interrogation

Impulse is the devil! Impulse is the devil! Regret not being in the first place! I should have been gentle when I knew to do it! William looked at the killing scene that was even bloodier than the slaughterhouse with great remorse! The body was broken! The skull was broken! The intestines were cut so happily at the beginning, but now he was asked to clean up the pieces by himself! And the old slippery head of Singels! When I got up in the morning, I only looked outside and pretended that I couldn't stand it, and ran back with a pale ugly face, saying that I couldn't stand the smell of blood outside, and it seemed that the old guy's face had not recovered since he created the Thunder Frost!

Fortunately, the forges were located on the banks of the Miral River, but the turbulent Miral River was the best place to destroy the corpses, and William threw all the dead bodies into the river with his nose wrapped in linen, and of course their belongings, such as the more valuable silent boots, quenched daggers, and crossbows (such sharp weapons were not used), were collected by William. Collect loot and make a fortune from the dead, even in his previous life, he did not do less.

Decale shook his heavy head vigorously, and there was a groggy pain in his head, and he opened his eyes and looked around with difficulty: Am I not already dead? The little girl's appearance relieved Decale's fears, but then his heart rose again, for another ugly and vicious scarred face was approaching him fiercely.

Decale looked at it again, and actually recognized the other party: "Old One-Eyed!Oh! Old Singels!" It was the one-eyed dwarf in person, Decale knew the famous one-eyed warrior, and Singhs had also heard of him, but as long as it belonged to Miraba, the dwarf would not have a good impression of this alchemist with a mysterious origin, Singhals glared at the other party and snorted coldly.

"Old Singhs! Oh, my best friend, Honest Singhs, where am I?" De Calle sat up from the ground and asked the old dwarf in surprise, but out of the corner of his eyes, he kept looking around, a cave carved out of the stone wall, with some forging tools and black charcoals in a mess, a little red-haired girl wearing a decorative horned helmet (sure enough, there was no gold and jade) was looking at herself curiously, it was the little face he saw for the first time when he woke up, and a pale moon elf was leaning against the wall in a daze, and the elf ignored William's warning, and had to run out to see the "slaughterhouse" Phinea sat on an anvil beside her, her soft fur in her hand, carefully wiping the dust that was not present on the Thunder Frost.

Singhs pursed his mouth with half of his beard missing, which made his face look even uglier: "Decale, damn it, what are you doing here?"

"Good old Singels, this is a misunderstanding! listen to me......" De Carle said with an innocent expression as he slowly approached Mi Sha'er next to him, but Ingers was not a fool, on the contrary, he was an experienced old warrior, although many times the one-eyed dwarf always used recklessness to hide his cunning and shrewdness. Singhs stepped forward and grabbed De Calle by the placket and dragged him to the ground.

"You damn slippery head, despicable bug, old Singers is so good at cajoling, tell me your purpose, or I'll break your bones with a hammer!" Singers gasped and threatened. Apparently Decale was not frightened by the threat of the dwarves, but the little girl stuck out her tongue and ran away, she leaned against Phinea, stretched out a small thin finger and cautiously approached the Thunder Frost, and shrank back in fright before she could touch it, this is indeed a newly discovered game for the little guy, because of Cole's Horn, the electric shock on the Thunder Frost could not hurt her except for a faint pinprick sensation.

"Old Singels, I am the one who works for the Marquis!I have a mission entrusted to me by the Marquis! Listen! I want to meet the Archon Lady Stargram! You have no right to question my actions! I want to see Lady Sunderland!" De Calle tried to push Singers away, which was obviously difficult to do with his strength, and he rejected the threat in a haughty tone, and his words had the desired effect, and Singles angrily let go of his grip on the other's arm.

In a short time De Calle had already conceived an excuse to get out, and he declared that he had been appointed by the lord, believing that with the character of the old dwarf, he would not do anything to himself. Sunderland is now in the city, I am afraid that he has been detained, if he can return to the city, De Carle believes that Omathus will definitely find a way to save himself, and the stupid Marquis of Erastu will also be persuaded by himself to turn to Sunderland and the others for trouble.

"It doesn't matter who you work for! Even if you have the mission of the king of heaven! You can't go there without my consent! Say it! Who sent you?" A cold voice came in, William walked into the cave with an expressionless face with a broken dream of autumn water, he obviously hadn't had time to clean the body just after throwing it, ** The upper body was covered with blood, William didn't have blood on his body when he killed last night, and he got a bloody stain when he cleaned up the corpse in the morning.

Decale got up from the ground, pretended to be elegant, tidied up his clothes, patted the dirt on his clothes, flicked his fingers and squinted at the visitor, and asked with great disdain: "Who are you? What right do you have to interrogate me? I am the alchemical adviser of the Lord of Miraba......! Ahh

William's hard slap dissipated De Carle's pretentiousness, and the poor fellow was beaten and spun around three times, and then his head was planted in the black oil and charcoal heap, and William also flicked his fingers and ordered: "Phinea! Take Millet Sha'er out for a while! Phinea looked at the poor fellow who was humming in the charcoal pile, stood up with her tomahawk and said yes, picked up the little girl with big eyes and strode out, and Elf, who was also stunned, screamed and followed her.

After Phinea and the others went out, William stepped forward and grabbed Decale's gray hair and picked it up, the alchemist's face was covered with black ash, and his face was swollen like a big mushroom when William hit, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood foam mixed with several broken teeth, one palm stroked his chin, trying to cover the wound but it hurt but he didn't dare to touch it, and the tears flowed down, but he was slapped by William and cried.

William lifted De Carle's head close to him, and said coldly, "Say, why are you here? Speak out, and suffer less!" William's other hand with the knife thrust down, "Ahh Singhs behind him frowned and opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say it, he sighed and leaned against the anvil without saying anything.

"We have only paid (passed) through this (li) times, and there is no ...... Ahh

The lies of the interrogator.

William suddenly showed a smile and said with a smile: "The mouth is quite hard! It's okay! We have time to communicate! Take your time! Don't panic!" In De Carlet's opinion, William's smiling face was even more terrifying than the cold face just now, he was completely occupied by fear, but the only reason made him dare not say the real reason, because if they knew that they were just greedy, they would definitely be killed.

"I said, I said, oh my God, please stop torturing me! The Marquis of Erastu sent us! He learned that there was a lot of pure gold here, so he sent us to rob it! I just obeyed orders! Please let me go!"

William grinned and said, "Oh! you didn't come at the right time! Adamantite had been brought into town by Sunderland yesterday!"

Singhals also muttered indignantly: "If you want to rob the fine gold! Haha! With William here, you need to send at least one army to be possible!"

De Carle rolled his eyes and said respectfully, "Dear sir! I have one more important news! The upright lady Sunderland has been arrested by the Marquis!

Singers said, "Nonsense! Sunderland, as the chief consul of the Council, what right does the Marquis have to arrest her?"

De Carle explained: "Madam Sunderland has embezzled public funds that are under the supervision of the Council! and it has been withdrawn in the name of the Marquis!

"How could it be? The Council couldn't have found out so quickly!" cried Singers in disbelief.

"It was Omates who told the secret! Wise Mr. Singhings! You also know! Ms. Sunderland once had a conflict with Omates! Omates has always held a grudge! He has always dreamed of finding fault with Ms. Sunderland! Omates has always paid close attention to Ms. Sunderland's every move! He found out about this matter! "I'm sorry! Omates! The so-called "dead friends don't die in the poor way"! The second black cauldron can only be carried by you!

"Sir, I'm just a subordinate who can't help myself! An insignificant little person! Please let me go!"