Patience is an excellent character, and people with patience tend to be a little better at many things, no matter what time it is.

When it comes to the study of knowledge, Lizzie considers herself a rather patient person - whether it is for her own "personal interest" or as a sorcerer's professional habits, studying spells is the most appropriate pastime for her.

She can wait for two or three days to boil a pot of complex potions, repeat the mechanical spell casting action until she understands the reason, and even observe a rare flower for a whole day.

Of course, this qiē must be based on the premise that she is interested in the matter - if something can catch her attention, then she is naturally willing to spend time on it. However, torture and torture were not among them, and she did not have the patience to spend her time torturing people.

So when Curt walked into Lizzie's studio, Lizzie was the only one left in the dimly lit space, and the teenager who was supposed to be there for her questions was nowhere to be found. And she was lazily leaning back in her chair, bored looking at the potted plants hanging from the ceiling.

Stepping over the ground filled with various materials, Curt walked over to Lizzie's side. There was no smell of blood in the unventilated air in the basement, and at least it was certain that Lizzie had not used overly violent methods to extract confessions in the studio, and his pre-stated request did not seem to have fallen on deaf ears of Lizzie.

"Looks like you didn't get any valuable information. "But now it was clear to Lizzie that she hadn't been able to get anything out of the boy. That's why he sat in his chair and sulked, "But where did you leave that little ghost? ”

Although Lizzie's promise to sit down can be trusted for the most part, Curt is still unsure of when Liggie's questioning is fruitless. Will there be any other way to solve the teenager? Although Curt said that he didn't want Lizzie to kill the boy, he didn't say that he couldn't let the boy disappear.

She snorted disdainfully: "Take this kind of stinky and hard guy with a brain full of stinking and hard paste to feed human flowers, I really doubt that those rare plants will hang up because of indigestion...... That's not worth it at all. ”

However, in addition to the man-eating flowers that she used as real products to cultivate, Liqi also had at least a dozen different methods to make the young man steam in the world unconsciously. If she really had this intention, then the boy would not leave any trace from now on.

It seemed that Curt's question had aroused Lizzie's displeasure, and she slammed herself up from her chair, shouting at Curt complainingly, "What's going on?" Why are there all those Holy Bishopra's followers? The nagging little girl, the annoying security officer who succeeded Grostide, even the enemy minions that he caught at hand—what the hell. I don't remember how widespread this sect was in the Dominion of Osattaria...... Why, some people who have nothing to do with it are all believers in that thing. ”

Lizzie jumped in front of Curt like a grumpy child, but her face was dozing off because of sleepiness. The argument of hating a certain faith was a ridiculously old topic between the two, and Curt didn't expect Lizzie to bring it up now.

"Everyone has the right to worship their own gods, whether they are sinners or slaves. Curt laughed. He doesn't hate the Lord Believers like Lizzie. "Besides, I remember that you used to be one of the believers in 'that thing,' so it's not a good idea to be sarcastic about your former beliefs. ”

"Hmph, so I'm out of them for a long time - those guys who have all the stuff in their heads have lost even the most basic reason. And don't rush to lecture me just yet, Curt...... You're worse off than me, so what's the right to say about me?"

A flash of stiffness flashed across Lizzie's face, and the fact that Curt casually said reminded her of past memories, and Lizzie looked a little embarrassed. But the embarrassment disappeared immediately. Lizzie crossed her waist and puffed out her chest, sneering at Curt with disdain.

"At least I don't care about that stuff now, do I?"

Curt smiled. Obviously unwilling to dwell on this issue with Liqi: "Okay, this topic is over. The two of us know each other, and it doesn't make sense to expose each other's shortcomings - to get back to the point, that little ghost is a follower of the Holy Lord, and then what?"

He wasn't going to keep talking about the old things with Lizzie, the two of them had too many things to tangle with each other in the past. Some things can't be changed after they have been born, and maybe when you think about them the day after tomorrow, it will become a regret that you can't regret, but it's really not interesting to always take them out and shout.

Lizzie didn't want to mention those things again, and pouted unhappily and said, "That's right, that stinky little imp is a bastard with a dead head, and no matter how much I ask him, all he gets is the mad dogma of the stories piled up in the pile of scrap paper." I didn't do anything to him, though, just kicked him out of here - if I hadn't miscalculated, he would have pretty much returned to his stronghold. ”

Curt was a little surprised by the news, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "It's funny, I thought you were going to give him a confession and tell him honestly what he knows." I don't think you need to drink it, do you?"

Confession agent is a kind of agent that looks as colorless and odorless as ordinary water, and although the material is not easy to start, it is not difficult to prepare. People who have ingested this potion will enter a special state of sedation, and in this unconscious state, they will answer questions clearly.

"No, no, you don't understand, there's no reliability at all. ”

Even for state agencies, it is unconstitutional for a suspect to be questioned after ingestion of a confession agent – no suspect should be forced to become a witness against him. Of course, mental spells and torture are also considered illegal.

However, Liqi is not thinking about this problem: "Confessions can indeed make people subconsciously answer various questions in a state of sedation and hypnosis, but the trouble is that there are three levels of human thought: subjective, subconscious, and unconscious. When the subjective consciousness is suppressed to the maximum, the subconscious mind becomes the behavioral center that dominates the response, and many strange phenomena such as hallucinations or conjectures appear. ”

After drinking the truth elixir, you will honestly confess the truth that the other person wants to know, "It only takes two or three drops to make you say a qiē" - this idea actually comes from the fictional scenes in popular novels, and the real confession is far from being so exaggerated.

The information provided in this state is not a complete picture of the facts, but may be subconsciously exaggerated or partially omitted, and the respondent is highly susceptible to the suggestion and influence of the inquirer. What I want to know is what he knows, not what I want him to know. ”

The effects of this potion are legendarily similar to that of manipulating minds, but the user only needs to prepare a bottle of potion to achieve the goal, and there is no need to delve into such advanced magic - if it is so easy, then the sorcerers will not need to study mind spells.

"So, even if he doesn't want to tell you anything, there's no need for you to let him go back. "Lizzie rarely gives up what she has in her hands, and takes the initiative to put back an enemy personnel who may know some information, often with some shady plans," and according to the behavior of the other party, in order to avoid the betrayal of the people who were released back, most of these members who are regarded as 'consumables' will be disposed of. ”

Compared to these subordinate members, who can be replenished at any time, the "True Eye" must pay more attention to the security of its own organization. Today's attack on the garrison has been declared a complete failure under the operation of the garrison, and the junior members who participated in this operation will surely be abandoned like the tail of a lizard.

Curt was certain that in order to avoid revealing information, the attackers would not have any further information, and would be "dealt with" if necessary. Lizzie chose to put him back, at most, to make the boy an outcast who had been actively cleaned up.

Personally, Curt is reluctant to use his own hands to push a person who could have been saved into a mortal situation, even if the other party is not on the same side as himself.

"Do you remember the story of 'Woodall's prisoner'? That stinky little imp seems to think of himself as a martyr, but such thoughts should not be in the head of a 'normal person' of his age. This ingrained idea could never have been conceived by him on his own. ”

This story is familiar even to non-believers, but Curt did not respond, he looked at Lizzie, waiting for her to continue.

Lizzie's fingers shook slightly, and the magic in the air created a projection of illusions, appearing on the wall not far away: "Faith can be a pillar that supports a person, or it can be an execution rack that hangs the person—the act of breaking a person's faith is for the person who gave him that faith to carry it out." ”

When she kicked the boy out, she had already prepared a spell for peeping, and the butterfly-like origami brought more spells this time, following the boy's footsteps from a distance. Everything that appeared around the "butterfly" was transmitted to the eyes of the two of them by magic.

Then she waved her hand casually, looked at the scene in the projection and said, "Who is an ally and who is an enemy...... This kind of thing must be discerned with one's own eyes. Sometimes an 'ally' stabs themselves in the back, and an 'enemy' may come to their aid in times of crisis. (To be continued!)

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