All you have to do now is find the evidence.
Honestly, if nothing comes out of here, it just becomes a bitch, and in the first place they refuse to cooperate themselves. It was an obvious illegal act and a grave transfer.
It is natural to subdue.
You can hit him again if you resist.
In a world where the threat to pagans exists, trying to protect the enemy is punishable in itself. At least Captain Bakerell was a good man, so he was kind enough to overpower him.
"Please cooperate with the other Crusaders to conduct the investigation!"
"I see!"
Then we conducted a major town survey with the Crusaders. It was very simple because it had continued to this day. They even pulled everyone out of the house, so they could go in uninterrupted.
"A home."
"I don't see anything special."
Approximately all of the houses in the house were just very ordinary.
"Nothing suspicious. What the hell did you do that for?"
"Huh, is there really nothing?"
Winia and Claudie also questioned. Well, I've only searched once now. If you look for more, you'll find something.
That was when I was walking around the house.
- Ooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!
Suddenly, I heard a roar like the terminal horse of a picturesque dragon that ripped out a nightmare from over there... This voice!
Crusaders!
"Saint!"
"Yes!"
- Pa!
Immediately, the paladins gathered in front of a barn, screaming as a group.
"Ooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!"
"This can't be!!!!"
"Ouch!!!!!!!!!!"
"Verdeauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!"
I saw a shocking scene, and I was almost on my knees and grabbing my head. Among them were priests who were misguided. What are you talking about, Party Leader of the Scream?
Oh, fuck!
What the hell happened?
- Gulp.
I spit.
I wonder what's in town. After I trimmed my mind not to be surprised at the shocking sight, I slowly headed there.
"Crusaders! What the hell is going on!"
"Par, the Paladins are here! Come and see this inhuman sight!!!"
"An inhuman sight!!"
It's horrible that the paladins in the murder are so inhuman that they cry out! I immediately checked the inside of the barn.
- Being there.
"Argh... I'm alive now...! Argh!"
"Urgh, urgh!"
"Save me, save me, save me...!"
One ankle was amputated, and the other was a crooked man.
"Please save me..."
They were tied together in ropes all over the torn vine, twitching like butterfly larvae. There were no eyes and cheeks in the puddle.
Extremely hungry, trapped people.
I was able to guess the situation without difficulty.
"Oh, fuck!!!!!!!!!"
"Saint, this!!!!"
- Trafficking!!!
Me and Elise screamed with one heart!
"So inhuman!!!!!!!!!"
"Bar, you cut my ankle...! This can't happen!!!!! I can't believe this is happening!!!"
These bastards were abducting people, cutting off their ankles, tying them up in a barn! To sell to pagans!!!
The moment I found out why I refused the Crusaders' position!
- Shuaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!
I couldn't stand screaming anymore when I saw an extremely horrible sight. It was the same for Elise. Then we shout at the screams of the crusaders.
Praying that this cruel truth will reach God Verde, Jesus Christ.
"It's okay now! You're saved!"
"Yes!"
The first sober priests entered the barn and released the detainees. I also helped with the work.
"Argh... Crusaders... Argh!"
"Save me, save me... save me..."
They were completely insane.
He may have suffered some terrible things.
"It's okay now!!!!!"
Are all the men here? That was the sound of us keeping the women separate.
"Crusaders! There are only men here! There will be separate places for women to be kept!"
"Oh, I see! I'll find him!"
Is this the truth of the village?
They were being trafficked to serve pagans. It's like that town I was tearing apart the last time.
I caught their tail.
"What a fucking neighborhood. I can't believe this is happening..."
Winia shook her head like she was bored. I cut the rope and asked as I knocked on the cheek of a man who seemed at least fine.
"What the hell is going on! Why are you here?"
"Argh...! Finally, finally...!"
"Yes! You have finally come to life! Explain why you're here!"
"I was on the merchant's escort mission...! Argh!"
"Escort mission! What do you mean?"
I listened to the circumstantial evidence while consoling him. As an adventurer, he came to the fog plains on an escort mission from a merchant.
As he was crossing the fog plains, he entered the village and spent the day awake, seeing that his right ankle was nowhere to be found and that he was in the barn with his colleagues.
"What a madman!"
Planned crime! That merchant must have been this town too!
"I'll be with Captain Bakerell in a minute! Claudie! Winia! Elise, I need you to take over here!"
I ran that way to Captain Bakerell.
"Captain Vicquerel! Evidence of trafficking has been discovered! People with amputated ankles were trapped in the barn!"
"What, what?! Ankle amputation?!?!?!?!?!"
- Pull!
Captain Bakerell, who heard my cry, jumped about 3 m high from the spot in surprise, and landed and held his head with his eyes wide open.
"Was that the scream?!! Chief! The chieftains and residents were all heretics!!!"
Captain Bakerell draws his sword and points it at the Chief in a fierce stance.
"Oh, it's a misunderstanding! Trafficking and heresy! We don't know that!"
The chief complained with a really unfair expression as he pushed out the duckball despite the obvious evidence found.
You son of a bitch!
"Then what are those people in the barn, Teacher!"
I immediately scolded him and stabbed him deep in the abdomen with my finger.
"Ouch, ouch!!!"
"Where did this come from?"
"Bitch!!"
The chief's body crumbles as he shoots his flesh with his fingers. On the ground, he screams as he vomits.
"Khhhhhh...! What the hell are you doing! They were all bandits who came to rob this town! I was holding my own punishment for handing it over to the city later!! This is harassment! How could you do this...!"
"This son of a bitch is beating the shit out of me!"
There was no such thing as cheap!
"Crusader Reach! Keep an eye on the people! I'll take Paladin and the Chief to the scene! Paladin! Follow me!"
Barkerrell, who shouted so loudly, ran with the chief in his hand. I ran after him, too.
"Captain Barquerel!!!! Look at this inhuman sight!!! Five men and four women were trapped with their ankles cut off!"
A crusader reported that he had finished the cleanup. The rest were getting the victims out of the barn and being treated.
"Argh...!"
"Argh, I'm alive...!"
There were also women who had been rescued elsewhere.
- The fierce fury began to boil.
These pagan bastards were the masters of Fusion!
We must abandon all slaughter!
"Come here, you fucking chieftain! Evidence is so obvious!"
"Don't do this! I mean the truth! I'm just asking you not to come into town in case you get any weird misunderstandings about this!"
Nevertheless, the chief squeaks as he hits the gurney.
"Captain Barquerel!"
"Hmmm..."
Captain Barquerel said with a stiffened face, looking at that horrible sight.
"Chief. You may be right. They refused to enter town in case we really misunderstood, and they could be thieves. It's perfectly legitimate to exercise your right to masturbate in a town like this... It's the right thing to do."
- Extremely cruel face.
"But... we're here because the pagans are being trafficked."
At this moment, there was no good Captain Bakerell here.
Above all, he said in a cold voice, looking at the people of Valkyrie who were lying on the ground crying with their cold faces.
"Things aren't going too well?"
"Don't you say it's all a misunderstanding!!!"
"If you were going to insist on a misunderstanding, shouldn't you have said it first when we came in?"
"Well, that's...!"
"Didn't you think we'd be forced to come in? Of course, you may be confused and your judgment may be blurred."
Captain Bakerell's words were perfectly reasonable.
Of course, it may be a misunderstanding. But the chief's words don't fit. The man who was crucially trapped in the barn gave me a clear causal testimony as soon as it became structured.
I was strangled and starved away and locked up for a few days.
He probably chose the victims by decorating the camouflage merchant in time for the snow. It's winter, so adventurers will say it's good, and the church will stop operating. You will be abducted without anyone knowing.
If you come into town, you serve me a decent meal, and then you get some rice mac, and it's done.
It's an extremely brutal technique.
"As I swear to God, you may be unjust, but this is the subject of an interrogation. The primary responsibility for creating this situation lies with the Chief, you. If you had told me why from the beginning and given me a position, I wouldn't have done this."
"...!"
"Paladin. Go and start interrogating the villagers. About the chief... I'll do it myself."
"... I understand. Let's go."
I dragged my women and Elise straight to the center of town.
"Saint...! The watermark is clear!! If you get a confession by interrogation...!"
Elise has already pulled out the iron and is bursting with fury. Winia is a person who doesn't give a shit about being rude, so I just told her to kill everyone, and Claudie was laughing.
"Elise. Can you use your heels? Healing people's wounds."
"Yes, you can. By the way, why do you ask...?"
"I'll use it after a while. I'm waiting for you."
I went to a nearby house and grabbed a box that seemed useless.
- Hemicephaly.
I was speeding like a fierce fury burst through my heart. Slowly takes a deep breath and sinks anger. I'm a man who doesn't lose his peace under any circumstances, Kim Kat.
I have to interrogate him.
"A box? A nigger? What are you gonna do with that?"
"Kind of."
I arrived in the middle of the village.
"Argh..."
"Uh, what should I do...!"
"Argh, argh!"
More than 30 residents were less shaky with their foreheads on the floor, and the paladin reacher was watching them quietly with a knife.
"Paladin... is that true? What the hell is going on?"
"That's true. Go check it out yourself. Captain Bakerell has ordered me to interrogate the villagers."
"... I get it."
I will begin my interrogation now.
The paladin reaches the barn with a knife. I'm here with Claudie and Winia and Elizeki, so there are four of them.
With these four people, controlling about 30 people is garage and overflowing.
- Gross.
"You villagers."
I said to the pagan ministers who were less trembling as I drew the sword.
"In the barn in your town, a bunch of mother-fucking-Americans popped out. From now on, just shut up and answer the questions. There's a number of searches."
Then, the man in front of him raised his head and shouted.
"Those are criminals! Let us go! Seriously!!"
"What did I just say?"
"What about the barn...!"
You son of a bitch.
"A man only hears what he fucking wants to hear."
I slowly approached him and kicked him in the head with my head raised.
- Bummer!
"Shuck!"
He's stretched since he put out the handset.
I didn't break my cervical bone or do anything because I adjusted my strength. With appropriate shock therapy, he fainted.
"Heh, heh! Stop the violence! We are so unfair!"
"Believe me, Crusader! We are innocent! All those who kept him in the barn were bandits!"
"Please have mercy!"
Then the inhabitants shouted as if they had slapped their heads like pigs.
"I will."
These motherfuckers can't do this.
"Didn't you just tell me to shut up and answer the questions?"
"...!"
The cheeks finally know what they're eating.
I couldn't stand the anger anymore. In my view, pagans had a knack for tightening people even more. I don't even know how to hit Gura, so I can't hear him.
I don't believe these bastards.
- Yeah.
It is now roughly quiet.
"Saint. How do you intend to interrogate him?"
"Wait. I'll let you know now. Elise, if you're a rebel, give me some back pain. Don't kill him."
"Got it."
The atmosphere was perfect for interrogation.
The villagers were afraid of me, Winia was aiming for the staff, and Elise was watching the surrounding area with the eyes of a hawk. Claudie was standing behind me with her arms tied.
Then let's get started.
"From now on, let's begin Schroeddinger's interrogation."
- Glug.
I set the box I brought next to me and opened the lid. Approximately one adult man is small enough to fit in. Somehow I remember the apostle.
"Schrödinger's interrogation...? Saint, what the hell is that?"
"Nigger, what the fuck? Give it to me in a box. Didn't you lose?"
- Schrödinger's cat.
As you all know, it's an accident experiment that involves shoving a cat in a roughly box and spraying poison gas inside. The observer knows only that fact and cannot make any observations or interference.
In that state, think about the state of the cat in the box.
Life and death.
Dead and alive.
Roughly known when you open that box. In other words, the state of the cat is confirmed when the observer is observed. Some say that a cat will enter the living or dead world.
I can only remember roughly how long I've been out of the house.
"If you look at it, you know."
Anyway, I intend to apply it in this interrogation.
"Claudie. Put that bastard over there who just got hit by me and passed out in this box."
"Huhuhu, what does Cat intend to do? Yeah, I'll put it in."
Claudie flashes a stunned man and puts him in a box. The box was a bit long, making it feel like a vampire in a tube.
"Vampires...!"
I put together both hands in the form of a cross and closed the lid of a man who fainted to create an atmosphere.
"Well, let's start Shreddinger's interrogation from now on."
- Chief of Staff.
"Chief Thrust De Jaaaaaaah!!!!!"
I shouted abruptly, holding the knife in reverse, forcefully lowering the lid of the box.
- Quang!
"Quite a flirt!!"
Immediately, a strange scream burst and blood splattered. It was the thighs I was aiming for. I don't die one way or another. Claudie, fortunately, sits on the box and twists her legs.
- Bang! Bang!
The box shook weakly, but he couldn't get out.
"Huuuuuuuu...!"
"What the hell!"
"You, too terrible...!"
The villagers who saw the sights breathed coldly. I explained that in a calm tone towards them.
"Now, there are both knifed pagans and non-knifed pagans in here."
- Shreddinger.
This is the key to this interrogation.
"Nigger, what the fuck?"
"Saint?"
Winia sees my face as ridiculous, and Elise calls me as questionable.
"Well, so... what are you going to do..."
"What, what? A pagan who was stabbed with a knife and not a pagan..."
"Please don't do this, Crusader!!!"
I don't know if I felt confused, but the residents said so.
"Crusader!! What the hell does that mean!!!"
Well, it's no big deal.
"No, that's just it."
- Juwook.
I said as I pulled the knife in the box.
"If you don't want to get into this box, tell me everything you know, you sons of bitches."
Schrödinger was in fact an excuse and merely a threat.
If you don't want to go in the box, you have to tell me everything, motherfucker.