My Frostmourne can't be so cute

...

When Malone, Paul, and Robin left the house that they had turned into a cell, it was evening in the night town.

"Sir Lothar!"

When several militiamen saw Ma Long coming out, they hurriedly saluted him.

"Well, you guys worked hard. But then, you have to be more vigilant and watch out for the guy to run out."

Ma Long patted a militiaman on the shoulder, and said encouragingly-it can be seen that even though he had been away for almost a month, Robin did not stop training these militiamen. They were far away from the regular army, and only the baptism of war was left. Up.

"Yes!"

The militia nodded and replied loudly.

"Let's go, eat something."

Malone smiled and said to Robin and Paul-he got what he wanted from the beast population, he was really relieved, the whole person was different.

"Sir Lothar, did we really get useful information?"

Robin asked curiously as he walked to the center of the night town next to Malone-he just listened to Malone and told the result, what information he and Paul had not yet known.

"Of course! From now on, that orc can be handed over to De Jong, and it doesn't matter if he is tortured, even if he is killed."

Malone said lightly.

"But why? I mean...Sir Lothar, this afternoon, you just poured water on that orc's face...Why does he seem to be more painful than being cut, and all things are called out? Up?"

Paul also asked at the same time—he felt more and more miraculous about his chief.

Malone smiled and didn't explain anything—he didn't know how to explain it—Paul and Robin didn't know how terrible this method of extorting a confession called "waterboarding" was.

This is a very dangerous way to extract a confession-of course, the danger is for prisoners-they are likely to die in water boarding.

Different from the narrow cognition, the punishment of holding the prisoner in a pool and forcing him to drown, Ma Long imposed on the orc is more aimed at destroying the prisoner's will.

[Many words, everyone can feel the horror of waterboarding. For example, put your head under the tap and wash your face with cold water...Although there is no risk of suffocation, it will bring a fear of suffocation, and Malone’s The kind is more terrifying, or... don't encounter it.(To be continued.)

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Cover the prisoner's face with a cloth, and use water to hit his face; the wet cloth will cover the prisoner's face and prevent him from spitting out the water that enters his mouth and nose.

Although this method does not allow the prisoner to inhale too much water-most of the water flows to the ground-but when a large amount of water covers the prisoner's face, his body will respond instinctively.

Nerves and consciousness will tell the prisoner—he is drowning; the fear of suffocation and drowning is the true cruelty of this punishment.

When the water gurgled on his face, the cold suffocation made the prisoner feel desperate, and his eyes were covered by cloth, which further deepened this fear.

The Blackrock Orc named McComaron is indeed a tenacious prisoner, but he can't resist this cruel punishment.

On the earth where Ma Long came from, according to statistics, about 80% of the prisoners would succumb to waterboarding and confess everything they knew; and the remaining 20%... they were before despair , Already died of fear and pain.

Ma Long also learned about this simple but extremely effective punishment by chance. I heard that those American agents always use this punishment to torture diehard terrorists.

Even terrorists with the most devout beliefs will confide truth under this punishment, and now, waterboarding can proudly declare that even the orcs in another world can hardly resist this torture weapon invented by humans.

McComaron does have an unyielding will, but even he, after being poured on his face uninterrupted by a bucket of clear water, showed obvious absence and short-term shock.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Malone forced out the information about the orcs that McComaron knew. In the dying state where the brain was completely blank, even the determined McComaron could hardly hide any secrets.

But Malone had to admit McComaron's tenacity-because he would always quickly recover from the dying suffocation and resist again; of course, this also made him suffer more.

Fortunately, before all the buckets were emptied.Malone has got everything he wants; as for McComaron... I believe this guy should never want to see anything related to liquids anymore.

...

When Malone took Paul and Robin to the middle of Night Town, the refugees happened to be eating dinner.

After queuing up to receive his share of food, Ma Long looked at the table and found the person he was looking for.

"Papa Elro."

Malone walked to Elro Eberlock's side.Shouted softly—the latter was sitting with Altea, Richard the Beard, and De Jong from Lakeside Town, chatting while eating dinner.

"Sir Lothar, are you... over?"

Elro Eberlock put down the spoon in his hand and looked at Malone and asked.

"It's over. Daddy Ellow, trouble you and Uncle Richard. And De Jong, come with me to the Chamber. Some things...you have to understand clearly."

Malone nodded, then spoke.

"it is good."

Elro Eberlock nodded, then carrying his own food, along with Richard the Beard and De Jong, walked towards the gate of the city hall.

"Ma Long..."

Altea stood up and glanced at her lover timidly-she had heard that her father and Malone had had a fight before.

Altea didn't know why this happened, she bit her lips tightly.I want to find in my mind a good way to get Malone and his father back together.

"Altea, if you want to hear... come together too."

Malone said to the girl with a smile, and then took Paul and Robin to the gate of the city hall.

...

"Papa Elro, I want to say sorry to you. In that cell, I had a bad attitude towards you... I'm sorry, I hope you can forgive me."

After everyone sat down at the discussion table, they heard the shocking news-Malone was actually apologizing to Alro Eberlock very seriously.

"Sir Lothar... you are... no, it doesn't have to be this way, I don't care at all. Hurry up... sit down!"

Elro Eberlock didn't think of this himself, he quickly stood up and pressed his hands twice to conceal his somewhat surprised mood.

The refugees in Nightstown respect Elro Eberlock-more than half of them have been treated by the priest and the mayor-the same goes for the refugees from Lakeside Town.

But Elro Eberlock didn't expect that Malone would treat himself this way-in his eyes.This Sir Lothar possessed the excellent qualities that all young nobles should have, or even less.

Being strong, agile, brave, and knowledgeable, it fully meets all people's expectations for an heir to the Lothar family; Elro Eberlock thought that Malone would be as proud as other young nobles.

Unexpectedly, Ma Long would actually apologize to himself for a trivial matter, and still in front of so many people.

——Elro Eberlock thought so, and he was less worried about the matter of handing over his daughter Altea to Malone.

"No. It's my fault. At that time, I shouldn't have used such a harsh tone to Elro, but... I was a little out of control."