437 Coerced confessions
Half an hour later, when Raymond's body returned to normal, he dragged the leading woman to the front and opened his mouth very calmly. "Tell me everything you know!"
"If I say it, I'll die too!" said the leader woman, who was bound by tough branches, had a strange expression on her face. "Then what do I have to say?"
"Don't say you're going to die, but if you say it, you might have a glimmer of life. Raymond, who looked directly into the eyes of the leading woman, began to grope in his waist bag. "Even if it is certain death, it can be divided into extremely painful death and peaceful death. ”
Watching Raymond take out a potion from his waist bag, the corners of the leading woman's mouth curled up, making her expression a little bitter. "It's all dead anyway, and the difference is not much ......"
I don't know when the last two teams in the Gurion region will be the last two teams to participate in the Jumanji game, so time has become extremely precious for Raymond.
So after a moment's hesitation, Raymond opened the flask, pinched the jaw of the slave leader, broke her mouth, and poured the potion down.
"I'm Raymond, summoned from the Fairy World," Raymond, who carefully sealed the potion and stuffed it back into his waist bag, manipulated the magic vines to rebind the leader woman to the tree as he spoke. "It's a special potion, and when it starts to work, you're going to be extremely sensitive. ”
After her hands and legs were separated, the woman in charge was tied to the trunk of the tree in a "big" shape, and the binding method of her body against the trunk also made her full breasts more conspicuous.
Watching Raymond's actions indifferently, the leading woman who had not spoken all this time had a mocking sneer on her face. "Despicable otherworldly creature, do you think that the ravages of flesh will make me speak?"
"Can't you?" Raymond tore at her clothes with both hands, groping around her body and pulling out all the bits and pieces.
"Come on. Whatever you like. With a mocking expression, the leader woman held her chest up, making her breasts, which were already leaking out of the air, even more tempting. "Torture, forcible rape, torture and killing, since you are caught, it doesn't matter what!"
The animal skin clothes with mottled patterns were completely stripped off by Raymond from the body of the leading woman, but there were few things hidden on her body.
A short dagger, a water bladder, a small packet of food, a normal bandage and hemostatic medicine, and a biodetector.
Raymond, whose pupils flickered with red dots, scanned everything with the chip, but found nothing special, so he became a little impatient. "Say your name. ”
Raise your slender neck. The leader woman, who deliberately made her upper body stand up, pursed her mouth and closed her eyes.
With a long sigh, a few green leaves sprouted from Raymond's fingertips were placed on the sensitive part of the leading woman's body and began to slide. "All the questions after that. I'll only ask once. ”
A shiver quickly appeared on her tan skin, and the cheeks of the woman who followed the group leader became flushed. Breathing also became unusually heavy.
The potion has already begun to work. Half a minute later, the leader woman, whose skin had turned flushed, finally couldn't bear the sensitivity of her body and snorted.
There was fear in her stunned eyes, but when she saw the body fluids gushing out from her lower body, it finally made the leader woman exclaim. "What did you do to me!"
The young leaves were still gently sliding over her body, and Raymond explained in an extremely calm tone. "An elixir that increases the sensitivity of all senses, even ordinary damage. It's going to make you feel a lot of pain. ”
The leading woman, whose body suddenly tensed and whose limbs were tied up seemed to have spasms, reached a high and high tide in a moment!
But there was no trace of lust or desire in her eyes, but a deep fear.
Look at the young leaves between Raymond's fingers. The woman who was replaced by a sharp wooden thorn finally opened her mouth with a trembling corner of her mouth. "I, I'm Rishi......"
The wooden thorns on the tips of his fingers disappeared immediately, and Raymond, who had a smile on his face, reached out and patted her cheek under Rishi's frightened gaze, and after feeling the smooth and tight skin, Raymond began to interrogate. "Explain to me why you're here. ”
The holy land of Caesar's Empire, the six participating teams of the Brave Game in the Gurion region, to put it bluntly, is a trick to entertain the people.
However, a thousand years ago, due to frequent riots in the slave areas, two slave armies joined in.
The slaves, who had been set up as a slave quarter, began to compete for the sake of ethereal hope.
Tens of millions of slaves have become more endurable for the brave game every thirty years.
Twenty slave contestants, each representing one million slaves in their area.
As long as they can survive when the Gurion Zone closure is lifted, the participating slaves will be able to give 5,000 people in the slave district they represent a reward for entering the city to obtain citizenship.
"Every contestant will get one percent of the spots in their area," said Rishi, whose face was filled with hatred, and the more he spoke, the more frustrated he became. "But in any case, even if the two slave warbands are unlikely to win, the Caesar Empire will still pardon one slave who survives to the extreme, and let the five thousand slaves in his area have the ...... to become citizens."
"It's just a game of cat and mouse," Raymond understood Caesar's intentions as Rishi spoke. But in this way, the risk of slave revolt is reduced. ”
"Yes, so even if all the participating slaves are dead, then we can have such a hope of amnesty," Rishi, whose originally flushed skin would react to the breeze, gasped violently, and his voice became like a murmur. "So I don't fear death!"
His expression became a little confused, but in his eyes was Rishi, who was determined to die, as if he had lost hope of survival.
But her self-hypnotic muttering was a wake-up call for Raymond and a rebirth of his bad taste.
Raymond, who reached out and rubbed Rishi's firm chest, looked at Rishi's lifeless eyes flashing with pain and comfort again, and Raymond immediately asked. "So why are you afraid of death now?"
"No, don't do that!" Anger appeared in his eyes that widened instantly, but there was a hint of pleading in Rishi's words. "I, I'm not afraid of death, but my body is already very sensitive......" (To be continued.) )