"Elise?"
Once I asked carefully.
"It's true, right?"
Elise was exercising Divine Lynch on the pagans while uttering a violent swearing until just a few days ago.
Of course, Elise is a nun who knows the extent of the problem. I know how many times I've fought together while acting together.
However, Elise was completely blinded at the scene of the atrocious trafficking. Not as much as Captain Barquerel, but he's more likely to burst into violence.
Rather, I'm freaked out by Captain Fuckin 'Bakerell.
I didn't have enough to break down the building and protrude. I ran at four feet and climbed over it like a cockroach flying in a wagon.
I was afraid of nightmares.
At least he was a paladin, so it would have been even more horrible if he had been the crusaders of the Light Fame. It's better because I think so.
"... calm down. I lost my mind for a moment. I'm so sorry I showed up."
Elise, whose face is slightly red, nods for a moment. I'm pretending to be a little embarrassed.
Anger seems to have subsided.
"Hmph, thank goodness. Hey, Elise, more than I thought. There's been a lot of language violence against pagans!"
"Well, it's... so exciting..."
Seeing Elise's padlip increase, I felt an urge that somehow could not be stopped.
Anyway, the scene, which was Chaos himself, is back to normal.
Then give me the pagan bastards from now on and I need to rob their home. Once I identified the pagans.
- I...
The pagans of the Trinity spoke well and had a dog chew.
In the aftermath of a lasting Lynch for about a minute, their skin came up like a butterfly cub in some avatar.
But they were sleeping like the most peaceful people in the world right now. Rather, they found salvation because they were confronted and fainted. They were breathing comfortably without fainting.
- I...
There was no more black smoke coming out of the turkey.
I wanted to find out, but I felt like I was still alive. The pagans.. Is the body strengthened in its own way?
"Look at the tattoo on your face. Fucking gross, really."
Winia stabbed a pagan cheek with her staff's head and said, According to him, the pagans had a bunch of horrible tattoos on their faces, just like the ones they had seen before.
What the hell does that mean?
No, is it possible to interrogate in the first place?
If the language doesn't work as it used to do with groundwater... no. I would have made a deal with the town, so I can say. Then it won't be difficult to open your mouth.
But I don't know what number of spleen they're hiding.
"Elise. You said there was a way. Can you explain?"
"Priests are currently using sacred spells to seal the spirits of pagans. Then there will be no work for them to do or use evil magic."
- Holly Silence!
Clearly, the priests cried out like that and emitted a white glimmer in the throat of the pagans. I don't know what it was, but it had the effect of blocking the Spell Spell Spell.
- Kaaaaak!
I recall what happened when I went to look for meteorites. The pagan I met then threw up the blood, and attacked me.
Maybe it's some kind of magic, but if you block it, the interrogation is easy.
"It would be simple to find their home if they were simply tied up and interrogated with violence."
"Yes, but it's the question of where to interrogate. It's a little hard to get to town, and it's fucking cold out here."
It's so cold out there that it's a little too much to interrogate for a long time. I must be bleeding, but I don't want to stain my Sasquatch fur coat. It must be fucking cold to take your coat off and interrogate outside.
"I don't really care if I'm outside."
"But it's better to stay warm somewhere for a long time. Once Claudie comes, let's decide."
Once Claudie passed out, she moved the crusaders and priests to the village. Let's decide what to do when Claudie comes back.
We talked while we waited for Claudie.
"Saint, if you do well, you will be able to crush their stronghold. And I believe that those who were captured will also be able to save them."
I think so, too.
"I can't forgive you... I can't even afford to sell the lives of innocent people, and even the villagers in these secluded villages have corrupted me. Saint, I'm very angry right now. It's hard to bear."
Elise stares at the pagans who are sleeping without knowing the world and drops her fists. As she said, they corrupted the villagers when they were ordinary.
Humans are vulnerable to temptation and fear.
It didn't take much for ordinary villagers to turn into brutal traffickers. Terrified by violence, seduced by money. It was the completion of a corrupt human being.
Such evil creatures simply corrupt man. Elise couldn't stand it, and I hate it, too.
"But for the greater purpose, you will have to endure a moment of anger."
"Elise..."
I said to the sober pagan once again, stunning the Rearneachid Choke.
"You've grown."
"... Growth, you mean."
"That's what growth is. That judgment and restraint will make you a stronger lion of God. I hate it, too."
Fusion never tolerates such evil beings.
It benefits the world widely.
Me and my wives. And for this world where my friends and future children will live, I will kill and eliminate the evil creatures. There is enough imperialism on Earth. I want to uproot it as an inversionist Kim Scott.
"As Elise said, you can significantly reduce future victims if you turn to your home now. That's all I think about right now. I'll interrogate you in a little while anyway."
"Saint... I think the Saint is a worthy member of our Light Fame Cross."
"I fit in."
Claudie is back soon because she's talking about it.
"Claudie!"
"Cat."
"Hmm?"
She said to me when she approached.
"I think we should go into town and do the interrogation."
"To the village? To the paladins?"
"You're going out on patrol around town now? Barquerel wants to interrogate Cat."
"Ouch!"
Apparently Claudie moved the fainted people and told the story.
"Claudie, thank you!!!"
"Hehe, what."
The Crusaders said they would patrol around town, which means they can't stand it.
Then you have nothing to worry about.
I dragged the pagans straight to the village.
The place to interrogate them was determined to be the barn where the victims were detained. The space of lamentation that people suffered because of pagan puppies will now be transformed into torture for them.
As soon as we entered, Winia set the lamp on fire, and we threw the pagans on the floor of the barn, tied their arms and restrained them.
"Ugh... Ugh...!"
Soon the pagans began to open their eyes one by one. When they opened their eyes, they tried to get up from their seats, and they realized that they were bound by it.
"Ugh!!! Hey, this is...! What the hell!!"
"Daoc!! Daoc!!"
Some are talking to us, some are yelling in a language we don't understand. The interrogation was arranged by me and Elise.
Claudie and Winia seem to be thinking about watching.
Winia... might as well take a break.
"Winia. Get in there first. I'll be right back."
"I don't want to be alone. I'm just gonna stay here."
"I think it's a little cruel."
"Well, not once or twice. It's okay. You're just interrogating pagans. It's like we're eating meat."
"Yes?"
Winia seemed to think that interrogating pagans was carnivore. Well, the values and common sense of the people of the world are very different from those of the modern world.
Original human thinking changes with the times and backgrounds.
The foreigners tend to be a little insensitive to violence compared to the modern. The peculiar and ordinary people treat evil honors as monsters.
Winia is not that different either.
"But I don't want to show you anything."
"Ugh, nigga, are you thinking about me?"
"Of course I do."
"Cook. But, nigga. It's no big deal."
"... even so."
Well, Winia's been living with magic.
"What the hell...!"
Anyway, it's the beginning of the interrogation. The sober pagans twisted their bodies as they coughed up their elongation. Of course, they could not break the rope, nor could they do anything.
"Off, off...!"
Smoke is coming out of my mouth, but I didn't say something significant was going on. The Holly Silence of the Priests was well eaten.
I kicked his fucking head off.
"You pagan bastard!!!"
- Bummer!
"Kuhek!"
The pagan who was kicked down and the other pagans stared at me when I became a demon. I greeted them as I looked at their faces.
"Hello everyone! I am Paladin of the Bronze Society!!!!"
"Ve, Verde's Jubilee!"
When he turned out to be a paladin, the Sausages were surprised and tried to give him a head as they jumped. However, he could not do so because he was confined.
I immediately introduced Elise Islands.
"And this nun is the Battle Sister of the Light Famous Cross!"
"Hunting Dog of Isermart!!!!!"
"..."
Elise stared at the pagans with an expressionless expression.
A face that seems to think deeply about how to interrogate.
Anyway, I stroked the head of a pagan who was kneeling in the middle and said,
"Uh-huh, you know you're being held against us, right? Hey, what's with the trafficking? We'd love to hear that."
"Do you think...?!! Dirty Verde's stooge!!"
The pagan who shouted aloud revealed his fangs.
You son of a bitch.
"No torture can open our mouths!!"
That's ridiculous.
I knocked as if massaging his nose with my fingers.
"Nose. Nose. Nose. Nose. Nose. Nose. Nose."
"What, what are you doing?"
"Nose. Nose. Nose. Nose. Nose. Nose. Nose."
"What are you doing?!!!"
The pagans had a seizure.
"Eyes."
Immediately, I rub his eyes deeply with my fingers.
- Phew!
"Kiyaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"
"Uh-huh, cheeky. Hey, I'm thinking of patterns that can't be opened with torture. Have you ever heard of pagan puzzles? Do you want to test if the pagans can breathe until they're two hundred feet tall?"
"Argh..!"
The pagan, who shed tears of blood, sighed in pain. It is not difficult to open your mouth if you have enough time.
No one can overcome cruel and inhuman torture.
"... pagans. Where do you come from and why did you commit human trafficking?"
Elise knelt on one knee and lowered her eyes as she aligned with the pagan who shed tears.
"We have a lot of questions for you. From God to faith, doctrine. The destination and home are of course, and I also wonder where the business is to be financed. Today we intend to ask it all."
- Knock, knock. Knock-knock. Knock-knock.
Then I reached out my fingers and slapped the pagan nose slowly.
"Don't expect the truth to be hidden. We don't stop until the question is solved. Of course, there's nothing to die for during the questioning process. Because I'm good at healing."
"...!"
"Saint, can I stab you in the eye here?"
Why are you banging my nose and trying to imitate what I just did?
"It's okay to say 'ear` there."
"Oh. You mean" ear. ""
"Oh, no!!"
The pagan shouts in haste, knowing what pain is.
"So let's say thighs to induce panic."
- Lightning!
At that moment, Elise lifts the iron and drops the iron on the thigh of the pagan kneeling down as if dropping a meteor.
- Quang!!
"Khhhhhhhhhh!!!!"
A scream of pain burst out, and the pagan body moved backwards.
"Ugh!!"
"Argh!!"
Soon the pagans on both sides also started to scream. A special remedy to treat these cult pups was maceration.
"Argh...! Khhhhhh!! Khh, hmm! Hahaha! Hahaha! Fools!! Are you just going to open our mouths in pain!!! We never lose, we never succumb!!"
A pagan with a thigh is bluffing.
A full-scale interrogation was initiated with the origins of it.