How the Villain Lives

40. Trust

When we look at what Sung-hoon has done so far in this world, most things do not shut up as one. Like other top-rankers, I have not had a special talent for anything but my determination and my head alone have pierced through so many challenges.

Officially, the power within three fingers of the Shinsi, of course, is nothing more than a mystical illusion, but informally, it's the number one. It deserves the support of numerous people and is considered sufficiently high on the level of formal and informal forces. So everyone is mistaken, not mistaken.

A figure that doesn't always lose its leisure, a smooth base, and strong skills and brains that match it. However, it was not so great to take off the ghost's mask and say that it was the Holy Spirit who was beyond it.

"Multiple raids create chaos, is this a unit price?"

"... haha, haha, haha."

Sung-hoon, who breathed hastily, nodded his head unconsciously. Arben inflicted torture aimed at breaking his fingers or inflicting pain using magic. Torture is, of course, torture, but it was weak enough to keep up with Sung-hoon's usual torture at his fingertips.

It was Sung-hoon who inflicted all kinds of torture, from raising flesh with the sword, burning it with fire, electrically stimulating it, pouring poison, raising bugs, spreading flesh, to physical pain as well as mental and sensory pain. However, because Sung-hoon inflicted such torture, he did not endure the pain better.

Khhhhhhhh!

"Argh!"

Feeling tears in the pain pushed from the forearms, Sung-hoon had a heart of respect towards the Independent Fighters who had not been tortured and succumbed to all kinds of torture, but who had been tortured so far. How could he have endured all this pain?

"More, more! That's not all!!!"

"What else is there?"

"The Dark Elves intend another ambush while using Starfleet funded by the Dark Federation! So, please..."

Seong Hun, who felt the power of Arben growing slightly through his skin, quickly began to explain the inconvenience as he groaned.

"Fr, if you are holding each other in a Node or Yongjiang to defend, you will have a hole in the line of defense. Well, the main plan is to sneak inside through that hole!"

'... That's creepy.'

Arben felt a creep rise from his back. If he and the elves had believed Yooseong without any doubt, they would have fallen down without any effort. Operations that attack the outside and the inside at the same time and knock down the defenses are not preventable, even if one Arben is strong.

So much so that the anger toward Yooseong grew even bigger. I want to cause more pain right now because I feel like it. However, Arben tried to calm down as much as possible, suppressing anger. Anyway, now everything is under control. I've also been able to get a clear picture of the operations hidden by the Dark Elves through the meteor's mouth.

"... huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuh, please, please..."

Arben, who looked at Yooseong with tears and nostrils and turned his gaze, said in a careless voice.

"You're not going to lie about what you've answered so far, are you?"

"No! No, really not!"

Knock.

The sound of one knock from the side brightens the face of Sung-hoon. If that wall rings once, it means that his words are true, and if it rings twice, it means false. One way or another, the important fact was that Arben was surrounded by obscure expressions in order to hide them, but every time he did, Arben noticed them like a ghost and eventually got the right answer.

Arben, who confirmed that there was no lie in all the answers, was locked in his thoughts, looking at Yooseong for a moment. The interrogation is over, but I wanted to ask Yooseong something personally.

"Is it a coincidence that you first met us? Are you approaching me to trick me? So what's your real name? '

If there is one thing I have learned for a while, it is that Yooseong is really a weak human being. Of course, holding seven fingers until they are broken is a great will compared to ordinary people. However, it is too weak a will to show that someone with important information about the fate of decades, millions of people, is at risk of war.

If it had been him, even if a knife had come in his throat here, he would never have opened his mouth if he had just died. However, Yooseong was different. Not until seven fingers were broken, but every time one finger was broken, the truth was told.

Open your mouth when you are in pain, but lie again after a little while. It's just a weak personality. If you just ask yourself, you'll be able to find out everything you've ever wondered. However, Arben did not get out until there.

"Rest."

He tortured himself because he tried to trick himself and trap him everywhere. I got all the information I needed, so there was no reason to be here anymore.

Whoo-hoo, wood-hoo!

"Argh!"

"……."

Arben, who silently put his finger back on and released the leg that was fixed to the chair, closed the spear and left the cell. Yooseong was not even leaning his head down to see if he was completely tired. Arben, who came out right next to him, could see Lucia dead by stealing her red-eyed eyes.

"Ah, well done."

Seeing Lucia trying to ventilate the atmosphere with a bright smile, Arben felt a corner of her heart. To find out if the information was clear, Lucia inevitably had to stay by her side. Only when interrogated like this can Lucia do her best.

However, apart from her abilities, Lucia was a woman who was fragile enough to burst into tears just by hearing a scream filled with one's suffering. Arben, who held Lucia for a moment and lightly tapped her back, took her outside and said:

"Don't feel guilty. This is a legitimate response."

"Under no circumstances can torture be a legitimate response."

"You're right, too. But then what do you think I should have done?"

"How to convince one way or another with dialogue…."

"You know that doesn't work, right? No, it may be possible, but we don't have time for that."

Lucia knew very well that she was making a fool of herself. Arben's response is certainly correct. If he hadn't stepped out, there wouldn't be a single elf left here in a few days. Eventually, Lucia was forced to shut up as quietly as she had been until now.

"… you should treat them properly instead. Treat them and give them a twisted meal."

"I know."

Arben, waiting for Lucia to calm down, takes her outside. Arben came out of a small hole delicately covered with huge rocks. On the outside, no one will think that there is a prison in it. Whether Arben was waiting for him to come out or not, there were a lot of elves standing around Cristina.

"You've all been waiting."

"That's how busy an hour is. What happened?"

"I've got enough information from Yooseong. As expected, the real attack on the Dark Elves was planned to take place at midnight today. There would have been so many hidden powers that there would have been very little chance that they didn't know anything."

"In other words, you have enough odds now, right?"

"That's right. Eighty, ninety percent of us will win if everything goes easy."

The reason I had 10 percent of my spare time was because I didn't know what was going to happen on the battlefield. Looking at Arben, who answers arrogantly, Cristina nods her head, thinking of something late and opens her mouth.

"I have some bad news."

"About Choi Chul Hyung?"

"Yes, I decided to capture with the humans down there, but they were so much stronger than we thought. Despite a surprise attack by a number of rangers and superior spiritual prosecutors, they broke through the siege and disappeared."

It tasted bitter, but it wasn't unexpected. The opponent is a top-ranker. It's not the Elves' fault, but his own failure to prepare for more powerful power.

"I'll set up a tracker for that part. But don't forget everything. What matters now is the battle we are in today."

At first, it was dealt with as extreme, but now that all the elves here know it, they nod with a serious face. It was all for this operation that I caught Yooseong and interrogated him now. To convince the Dark Elves that their operations are going well.

The target water will work wonderfully and the Dark Elves will believe in the information that Yooseong has given them. But in fact, the information was a trap that Arben dug up.

'Everything will be decided before sunrise tomorrow morning. I did everything I could. Do you think you can beat a ghost?'

Looking at the palm of his hand for a moment, Arben grips his fist with a bitter smile and raises his head. Dice has already been thrown. All that's left is to check the results.

"Let's move right away. because from now on, it's really important."

"Okay. And what are you going to do with that meteor guy?"

"For now, please treat me formally as a prisoner. I would appreciate it if you would refrain from torture and provide proper meals."

I wanted to treat the humans who tried to drive them to destruction so much, but Arben asked me to do it. After all, Cristina was forced to nod.

Mosaic profit!

I heard the door close and it was completely blocked from the outside and outside. There is only one Seong-hoon left. As he stood up, he lost his balance and was stuck on the ground, and the Holy Hun burst into mourning in pain from his fingers.

"Argh!... Argh, rgh, rgh, rgh. Aah! Aah!"

It was a scream at first, but it was a strange sound with more and more laughter. When I saw someone, I thought they were sincere. He was weeping and vomiting, but the face of the Holy Spirit was shining brightly.

"Hoo, I didn't expect that, Arben."

I knew, of course, that I would be tortured. As a spy, I got into a plan. But I didn't expect Arben to torture himself. Handcuffed arms were handcuffed back to the underside of the leg, checking the fingers, and I saw a reddish swelling of the fingers.

I could say it was very gentle after I broke my finger and broke it all around. It was because of the high physical strength of Seonghun. Even if I leave it like this, I can recover after a while, but Seong Hoon, who was trying to pull out the potion to recover a little faster, only realized his condition and struck his forehead slightly.

"You can't even use the Item Window."

The Item Window was a magical space that did not exist in reality. The privilege of people to put in and take out anything if it fits their size and weight. But that didn't mean I could take it out and take it out at will.

If so, it could be used as a fraudulent skill to suddenly remove obstacles or weapons from a space where nothing could interfere with enemy movement. In order to use the Item Window, you need a motion to pull something out of your arms. However, to Seonghun, who had no clothes and had both hands tied in handcuffs, it was impossible.

Chul-chul-chul!

Just in case, I gave you strength, but I didn't feel like it was the first time.

"I think I can tie the ogre up. Don't you think it's Misril? Is it Adamantium? Plus, it's enchanted so you can't lift your magic. It's true."

This is how much you have to do to keep people out of limits. I thought I'd just break these handcuffs by vaporizing them, but Sung-hoon shakes his head a little. If you don't break the handcuffs and then break this iron spear, it's useless. Situation of Jin Yang. However, Sung-hoon brings his hand toward the ear with a relaxed smile.

Even though the body search is thorough, no one thinks that something must have been inserted between the ears. So it's easy to hide something just by applying a little glue. Of course, even if you put it like that, you can hide it to the extent that you can't see it. You just have to have a little needle or a little wire, and you can think about what you're doing with it. However, Seong Hoon had to work hard to do with the needle and wire.

"The handcuffs themselves are sturdy and enchanted very strongly, but..."

Seacock.

"Surprisingly, the lock itself is nothing."

Lock Picking Skill is activated.

Endless exploration triggers.

Trap Unlocking Skills are interlocked.

Sophisticated hand teasing skills are interlocked.

Treasure Hunter's Mind Skills are interlocked.

Empty!

A magic that suppresses any magical power or material that can't be broken by transcendent warriors. However, the great powers had to lift the white flag in vain in the presence of small wires and the teasing of the Holy Hun.