Release that Witch - Chapter 428

[Chapter 421 Interrogation]

The town’s dungeon hadn’t changed much from when he’d arrived a year earlier.

The large-scale infrastructure construction has not taken this place into account. Although the houses and roads above have all changed their appearance and become orderly and bright, the underground prison is still full of decay and dilapidation.

Moss had formed on the stone walls, and dirty water flowed down the steps, making a noisy ticking sound.

The only difference is that there are very few prisoners left in the dungeon.

As the territory expanded and developed, people could always find a job to fill their stomachs as long as they were willing to work.

And those villains who refused to repent were all sent to the mine by Roland, where there were naturally whips and sticks to teach them the principles of life.

Since the cell at the bottom floor was destroyed by Anna and there was no need to repair it, the entrance was simply sealed and discarded.

Roland followed Iron Ax to the center of the prison on the third floor, and saw the imprisoned priest, who was also the only prisoner on this floor.

The other party was not hung on the rack, or looked as if he had been tortured to a bloody state. In short, it was completely different from the torture scene Roland had expected.

He was sitting in a corner of the cell against the cold wall, his clothes were basically intact, but he looked a little sluggish, his face was pale, his eyes were dazed, as if he had lost focus.

“Is he okay?” Roland asked in a low voice.

“It’s not a big problem, Your Highness,” Iron Ax bent down and replied, “If you have any questions, you can just ask him directly.”

The prince nodded. It seemed that Sandman’s torture method was indeed different, but he was not very interested in how Iron Ax did it, and he didn’t want to explore whether it was humane, as long as he could get the result.

He cleared his throat, sat on the long wooden bench next to the cell, and said through the iron railing, “What’s your name?”

“You are the fourth prince of Graycastle… Roland Wimbledon?” The other party’s eyes changed slightly, “Look… look at what you have done, you have released the power of the devil.”

“Your Highness is asking for your name,” Iron Ax said coldly, “If you don’t want to repeat the punishment of last night, it’s best not to say unnecessary nonsense.”

The priest’s expression froze, and he paused for a moment before bowing his head and saying, “I…my name is Campas.”

“I heard that you are from the holy city of Hermes?” Roland looked at the other party. “Who is that witch who is traveling with you? Is she also from the holy city? What position does she have in the church?”

“She…” Campas hesitated, and it took a long time before he responded, “Her name is Aurora, and she is a pure person of Lord Teflon, and she does not hold a position in the church.”

“Teflon?” The prince thought for a while, as if he had seen this name somewhere before.

“He is one of the three bishops of the Holy City, responsible for the external affairs of the church, and he is also a big figure second only to the Pope,” the priest explained.

Roland finally remembered that he had indeed seen this person at the celebration in the capital.

On that day, Wimbledon III held a grand coming-of-age ceremony for Tilly Wimbledon, and the bishop sent by the church to preside over the ceremony was Teflon.

In the picture in memory, the other party looked like a kind old man, with love and compassion in his smile, as if any ugly things in the world could not be related to him.

“What is the pure one?”

Campas hesitated again, until the iron ax yelled, and he reluctantly explained, “The pure are witches trained by the church, and only the bishop or the pope can control them. I know the news about these people very well.” not much.”

Roland scratched his ears and asked Nightingale for confirmation, but the response he got was that the other party was not lying.

“How many people know that the church hides witches?”

The priest shook his head, “I was only informed by Master Teflon in the last two years, and he told me never to mention it to other believers, so… I don’t know who got the news.”

It seems that the church is very strict about cultivating the pure. This at least shows that they did not openly implement the two sets of guidelines internally. Roland thought, this is undoubtedly good news for himself.

In the past, he was only guessing, but now it has finally been confirmed, and there is another piece of evidence that has crushed the faith of the church. What kind of wonderful expression will you show when adopting the devil’s minions?

“What is the purpose of your planning to frame the lord of Falling Dragon Ridge? Why do you want to take her to Hermes later?”

“I don’t know. My mission is to monitor Aurora’s actions. Only she knows the specific purpose. As for the later change of mind, it was because Aurora found out that the lord was a real witch, and the new Pope asked us to arrest her. All the witches who arrived were sent to the holy city for purification.”

“Purification,” Roland snorted, “Do you believe this? If the purified witches… no, if the pure ones are innocent, why would the church hide their existence?”

“Because… because some believers are not pious enough, they can only use this method first…” His voice became lower and lower, and finally closed his mouth.

The prince sneered twice, “Where do you plan to go after you leave Falling Dragon Ridge?”

“Chishui City.”

“what’s next?”

“Fortress of Impossibility.”

“Is there any more?”

“Only these three cities, UU reading www.sonicmtl.com” After revealing the information of the pure ones, the priest seemed to give up resistance, and replied numbly, “Master Teflon did not say the date of return. In the new order Before the release, we will stay in Fortress of Impossibility.”

This answer matches the content of the secret letter seized from the witch, “Why did you choose these three cities?”

Campas shook his head.

It seems that this guy doesn’t know much, probably for the church, he is just an insurance placed next to the pure ones.

Roland stroked his chin and thought to himself, Falling Dragon Ridge is in the southern border, Chishui City is in the middle of the kingdom, and Impassable Castle is at the junction of the northern and western borders. They have basically nothing to do with each other, and they are not a pass or hub city in themselves. Even if the church wants to overthrow Graycastle, It shouldn’t be possible to pick them first.

If he had to say that they had any similarities, it would probably be that the three cities happened to fall on the border of the western border. An idea suddenly popped up in his mind. Could it be that the actions of the envoys were actually aimed at him?

…

The interrogation lasted until evening. Roland sorted out the information he had obtained, and when he got up to leave, he noticed that the priest was leaning against the wall motionless, like a living corpse, neither begging for mercy nor berating himself, which surprised him , “Aren’t you going to ask me what I plan to do with you?”

“You used torture to force me to say this…the gods will see it,” Campas said with his eyes closed, “the one who judged me in the end is also the gods, not you. As for how you will deal with me, it makes no difference. ”

“Your Highness, leave him to me for another night,” Iron Ax said in a deep voice, “I will make him change his attitude.”

“No need, let’s do it like this.” Now that the other party said what he should say, Roland was not interested in tormenting just for the sake of torture, “he will be judged, not from the gods…but from the people’s verdict.”.

(To be continued.)

[End of this Chapter]