The dimly lit dungeon, where rats pass by from time to time and make squeaky sounds, is a paradise for them.

There is only darkness here all year round, and the occasional light can make the people inside very happy, cherish the faint sunlight, provided that the people here are still human.

"Boom la la ......"

The sound of iron cuffs and hoops hitting each other is crisp and harsh, and it is estimated that no one will like this sound, this kind of iron cuffs is not a toy.

On the cross, a man was hung from it, his hands and feet were fixed, and his body was so scarred that a casual struggle would tear the wound and cause great pain.

It can be seen that he should have been a very strong man before this, at least now he can faintly see some outlines, but it is only outlines, he has already been tortured to the point that he is not human, if he can die, then he will definitely die without hesitation, death is better than life here.

And if you tell someone that this man has only been here for four days, you will be stunned, what will happen in four days to make a forced Flo person look like this.

Yes, this is a Flo man named Leif, and just four days ago he was a general under Fort Carmel Rapple, and he had come with an army of more than 100 men to sack the Diermans' territory, and was finally reduced to a prisoner.

According to his thoughts, after he chose to surrender, the other party might take him as an effort or kill him, but he didn't expect that the damn nobleman would actually ask him to tell him the situation and information about Fort Carmel.

He was loyal to his master Lopur, naturally he would not say anything, but the nobleman did not hesitate to throw him into the dungeon, and then, the devil came, that terrible devil must be the enemy of the gods, and the devil's torture made his spirit almost collapse.

That devil is called Sylvia, and he is the nobleman's subordinate, and the damned nobleman must also be the reincarnation of the devil.

Since Leif was captured, Sylvia seems to have awakened a terrible skill - the torturer, he made perfect use of the dark and terrible environment of the dungeon, with many hints and physical torture, successfully caused a fearless Flo spirit to collapse, and the horror of his methods made Carl shiver.

"Good morning, Mr. Reif, and another good day, maybe you should have breakfast?" Sylvia walked into the dungeon in civilian clothes, and the dungeon's somewhat old door made a "clucking" sound, causing everyone who heard it to panic.

Leif raised his head feebly, meowed, and then drooped again, without any luster in his pupils.

He couldn't feel the passage of time for a long time, a day? Two days? Or three or four days? God knows, apart from the gods, perhaps only the devil in front of him knows how long he has been imprisoned.

"Tut-tut, the wound is a lot better......" Sylvia looked at Leif, the body covered in blood scabs and visible whip marks.

"What the hell do you want...... Leif said in a very soft voice, perhaps saying that he no longer has the strength to speak, and the other party hangs on his life, occasionally giving a little water to drink, and even a little food when he is "kind", which can guarantee that he will not die, but only if he cannot die.

"Don't ...... No...... Ahhh ”

A terrible wail resounded throughout the dungeon, and Sylvia tore open the blood scab on his body, and the blood that had just stopped was spilled again.

Bloodshed is still a trivial matter, but the pain of tearing flesh is worse than killing him.

"Say it quickly, tell me everything you know, and you won't have to suffer from all this flesh and skin." Sylvia casually kicked a stone away and said with a leisurely expression.

Leif couldn't answer his question, he was holding back the pain, blood and tears and the face fusing together to make his expression more broken and broken.

After a long time, Leif finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the wound on his body was not so painful.

"Let's talk about it now." Sylvia sat on a chair beside him, eating a piece of white bread slowly, and even served a glass of milk.

"I don't know, I'm only a small role in Fort Carmel, I don't know anything." Leif couldn't help but swallow as he looked at the food, he hadn't eaten in too long.

"Hehe, I want to eat, and I don't want to answer the question honestly, but this can't be done......" Sylvia sighed, as if very sorry.

"Hmm...... I don't know if it's going well today. Sylvia gripped the whip to the side and shrugged.

"Smack!"

"Ahhhh

The sound of the whip falling on the flesh crackled, and each time it fell, Leif wailed and struggled, but the struggle opened the wound again, and the pain in his body made him feel painful.

"Huh?" Fighting, Leif actually didn't move, this scared Sylvia, he shouldn't have beaten him to death too hard, this is not good, it is rare to meet a Flo who can speak the language of the Dierman and has a bit of status, it would be a big sin to be killed by him.

Sylvia leaned down and put her hand under Leif's nose, feeling the faint snort and breathing a sigh of relief, the other party just fainted, that's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

"Dizzy? Hehe, that's not going to work. Sylvia smiled, picked up a basin of cold water and threw it on the other's head.

A suffocating sensation of "grunt......" woke up Leif, and the hot pain hit again.

I said...... I said......" Leif squirmed, and finally lowered his head, he really couldn't bear it anymore, and if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would become a Flo who was tortured to death.

"Hahaha, wouldn't it be nice to do this earlier, you have to suffer from flesh and skin, it's really a waste of everyone's time, okay, then you come and I'll write it, be detailed, and you can have a good meal." Sylvia laughed, she finally got this guy done.

Leif lowered his eyes, he didn't ask for a full meal, he just hoped that the other party wouldn't torture him.

Then he obediently cooperated, and told everything he knew, he didn't dare to tell a lie, in fact, he had already tried the method of telling a lie, but Sylvia was much more shrewd than him, even some of what he believed at first would be overturned after a moment of study, and then what would be rewarded for him was an even more terrible whipping.

……

"That's all the Flo knows?" Looking at the report in his hand, Carl tapped lightly on the table and fell into deep thought.

"Yes, Lord Karl, I can be sure that this is indeed all that the other party knows, and the authenticity should not be bad." Sylvia chuckled and nodded.

"Sylvia, you're so cruel." Carl shook his head with a wry smile, the tricks made his scalp tingle.

"With all due respect, Lord Karl, it's not that I'm cruel, maybe you're too kind, and that's not okay."

Carl was suffocated, and in the end he had to smile bitterly, is it kind? Perhaps, after all, he has only been here for about two years, and he is still a young man in the 21st century, how could he have seen such cruel torture to extract confessions.

And in this day and age, it is okay to keep kindness, but to be kind to the enemy is a proper fool, and Karl knows this, so he does not contradict Sylvia.

"Hmm...... Is there a rebellion in the Great Emirate of Fort Carmel......" Karl stared at the most important piece of information on the paper, and Sylvia also knew the importance, so she circled it in particular.

"The Great Chief of Fort Carmel is dying and returning to the arms of the gods of the Shilaum Cult, but his realm is completely in chaos." Sylvia added.

"Lopur...... The first heir of the Great Emirate of Fort Carmel, the future Grand Chief of Fort Carmel ......" Karl thought about the name, judging from Leif's intelligence, this person is far from being as simple as the world sees, and he has hidden a lot of power, but that's all, his hidden power cannot help him completely control the entire Great Emirate of Fort Carmel.

Now that the Grand Chief of Fort Carmel is still alive, his brothers no longer obey the orders from Fort Carmel, and each occupies a county, as if they were independent, and they are secretly united to capture Fort Carmel, the capital of the Great Emirate of Fort Carmel.

"What about the strength of the Great Emirate of Fort Carmel? Especially the power that the Great Chief of Fort Carmel could wield. Karl asked, his eyes lit up.

"At its peak, it was possible to pull out an army of about four or five thousand people, and even nearly 10,000 people under the general mobilization, but now it is no longer possible, and the order of Fort Carmel cannot leave Fort Carmel County, the Great Chief of Fort Carmel...... Perhaps Lopur could only use the forces of Fort Carmel, and Leif had heard that they had fought several battles, and now there were only about a thousand men left. Sylvia carefully went through each word and went over the general situation.

"Has it weakened to this point......" Carl's voice was soft, but it made Sylvia shudder, and he suddenly felt that Lord Jazz next to him seemed to be doing something terrible.

"Sylvia, what do you think...... Am I likely to be a count who controls an entire county? Karl opened his eyes, perhaps unaware of how compelling his gaze was when he said this.

"Boom!"

Sylvia's heart trembled, and Carl, the owner of the manor, a military nobleman, made his ambitions clear.

"Of course! My lord, of course you can be a great and glorious count, you deserve it, the pagan land is the right place to crown you, and your glory, the glory of the Dias family, will shine on the whole of Fort Carmel County! Sylvia was excited, her face flushed.

"A county, ......"