In a sturdy, dark room in the city.
The armor of Roland's Holy Knight, who was captured by Rody, had already been stripped off and tied to a wooden stake, with thick black iron ropes wrapped around his body. When Roddy came closer, the captured holy knight just glanced at him from the corner of his eyes and then closed his eyes, with an angry look on his face.
One of his right arms had been chopped off by Rody Qigen on the battlefield. At this moment, the shoulder was wrapped in gauze, and the warlocks in the city also treated his wounds. Due to his strong character, even though his face was pale and sweating profusely in pain, he did not even utter a sound.
Rody stood in front of the knight and looked coldly at the blood on his body. The knight still had his eyes closed, but after a while he didn't hear any movement. He couldn't help but opened his eyes again, only to see the young man in front of him looking at him coldly.
Of course he knew that the person in front of him was Duke Tulip - at this moment, he still exuded the aura of murderousness on the battlefield, and the look in his eyes was like a bloodthirsty beast.
"Your name?" Roddy finally spoke, his voice was cold, his chin was raised slightly, and he looked at the knight in front of him with a condescending gaze.
The captured knight gritted his teeth and glared at Rody, but said nothing.
"I have seen your sword and your armor, and I also noticed that your sword hilt is silver. So, you are a silver sword knight in Roland Continent? Then it should be what you said.' Are you a great knight?" Rody smiled coldly, and then shouted in a low voice: "I'll ask you again, your name?"
The knight's eyes were full of anger, but he said nothing.
Rody slowly took a step forward and said in an indifferent tone: "What's wrong? Are you angry? So what are you going to do? Continue to maintain your ridiculous dignity? Then swear to die or spit in my face Bloody spit?" Rody's eyes were full of cold mockery, and the smile on his lips seemed a little evil.
Sieg behind him was a little surprised - when did the Duke become so vicious
Rody continued: "I have some understanding of the so-called chivalry of you Roland people... You lost to me and became my prisoner. So now you are my slave! Unless your family uses money or other things to Until I redeem you! Or just defeat me... Dear Lord Knight, am I right? Where is your chivalry? Do you think you are not convinced that you lost to me? Or maybe I used something insidious? Means defeated you?"
The Holy Knight finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "My name is Geta, and I am the leader of the Third Knights of the Holy Knights Legion! I lost to you. There is no objection, you are far stronger than I."
"Very good." Rody nodded, winked at Zieg, and signaled everyone to go out first.
Although they didn't understand what the Duke meant, everyone in the cell immediately obeyed the order.
"Okay, Knight Geta." Only himself and the knight were left in Roddy's cell. He looked at Geta coldly and said slowly: "I have something to ask you, and I hope I can get it from you. Get answers."
That Geta raised his eyebrows. He said harshly: "I won't tell you anything! I am a proud knight and will not surrender to you!"
Rody smiled coldly: "Don't worry. I don't care about any situation of your coalition. In fact, I am not interested in your so-called military intelligence. It's just that you are from the Holy Knights, and those kingdoms The army is different. You are a senior knight affiliated with the temple and you should know what I want to know."
Geta laughed twice, and then said harshly: "You want to know the secret of our temple, that's impossible!"
Rody shook his head and smiled coldly: "Look, Knight of Geta, I didn't mean to embarrass you. In fact, on the battlefield, as long as I wave my sword lightly, you are dead now... I know you The spirit of chivalry, I defeated you under fair conditions and captured you, then you must obey me now... Of course, you are just caught up in some legitimate things, and you cannot force the captive to betray his family or faith. If I ask You can refuse me any information about your army, but you can't refuse me if it's just some other things... Unless you have given up your belief in knights, or you have given up on chivalry? "
Geta's face turned pale, she shook her head and whispered, "What do you want to know?"
Rody nodded, and then said slowly: "Excuse me, is there a Black Veil Saint Muse in your temple?"
When Rody said the words "Black Veil Saint", a strange look flashed through Geta's eyes involuntarily - there was some surprise in the look, but also a bit of admiration or admiration... That was a look. This complicated look was just like the look the guards looked at Miss Nicole when Roddy first entered the Tulip Duke's Mansion.
"Why do you ask this?" Geta was in a daze for just a moment, and then immediately became alert.
Rody shook his head: "Now I am asking you questions, and I despise you for asking me. You are not qualified to ask me any questions! This question doesn't seem to betray your faith, right?"
Geta hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Yes. Lord Muse is someone we all respect very much in the Holy Knights!"
Rody nodded and asked: "Then let me ask you, where is Mr. Muse now? In the Kingdom of Sauron? Or in the temple?"
Gerta shook her head: "I don't know."
Roddy looked at him for a while and saw from his eyes that this man was not lying.
Rody took a deep breath, his voice was trembling, but he still asked: "She, how is she doing now? I heard that she was punished by the temple for opposing the war..."
When Gerta heard Roddy mentioning Muse, he said "she" instead of "him", with a surprised expression on his face: "You... you know that Muse is a woman..."
Rody shook his head: "You forgot again, I am asking you questions now. You are not qualified to ask questions!"
Geta's eyes showed a vigilant look: "I can't answer you... why did you..." He said this, and suddenly remembered that he couldn't ask questions. When the words came to his mouth, he immediately changed his words: "This is the matter of our temple, I can't leak it."
Roddy smiled softly: "I just know your Muse. I met her when I was in the northwest. It was a fair duel. I respect her very much. So I heard that something happened to her, so I thought Ask her how she is doing."
Geta hesitated for a moment, and finally said slowly: "I don't know... but we saw Lord Muse when we went on the expedition, and she was with the elder of the temple. It seemed that she was fine."
Rody breathed a sigh of relief. Muse was fine, and he felt a little more at ease. Who knew those religious guys were all lunatics! It seems that they always like to tie people to the stake and burn them to death.
"Okay, thank you for your honesty." Rody nodded. Then he looked at Geta coldly and asked: "Then, next question: You Roland people have always only been passively defensive. Why did you suddenly form a coalition to invade us this time?"
Before Geta could speak, Rody added: "I heard that your temple received instructions from God. What happened? Why do you think you can defeat us?"
Geta immediately said: "I can't answer you this question! It involves my faith, and I can't betray my faith... I refuse to answer!"
A sneer appeared on Rody's face again: "Refuse to answer? You won't tell. Don't I think of a way to ask?"
Geta's face immediately showed anger: "You can't force me to do things that betray my faith, even if I am your prisoner! That... that is not in line with the spirit of chivalry!"
Rody glanced at him lightly: "Stupid, what kind of chivalry... This is the Bright Continent! I am not a knight either!"
Geta's face turned red. But he couldn't say a word, but the anger in his eyes became more and more intense. Rody gave him a cold look: "You want to say that I am despicable and shameless? Now you are suddenly invading us. You have invaded our land. As an invader, do you have the right to criticize me?"
Rody stopped looking at him, turned around and walked out of the cell. Sieg stood outside the cell, watching Rody come out, and immediately said: "Your Majesty the Duke..."
Rody shook his head, looked at the soldier next to him, and said coldly: "Find a way to make him speak! But don't kill him."
Sieg frowned: "Sir, he seems to be a high-level knight. This kind of person has a very tough and stubborn temperament. I'm afraid..."
Rody's heart moved and he nodded: "Well, that makes sense... It's probably useless to torture this kind of person's body..." He pondered for a while, and suddenly a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "There's no need to torture him... You have people stay with him day and night, give him food and drink, and don't torture his body... But there is one thing! No matter what you do, you are not allowed to let him sleep for a moment! If he wants to sleep, no matter what! Do anything to keep him awake!"
"Huh?" Sieg was stunned and smiled. He had never heard of this method of torturing an appendix - he had only heard of depriving him of food and water, or using various punishments, but depriving him of sleep was really a serious problem. never heard of that.
Rody smiled slightly: "This method was taught to me by An... an old friend before I went on the expedition. I don't know if it will work or not, so let's try it first."
Seeing that Sieg was a bit embarrassed, Rody frowned: "Is this difficult? Splash water on him, or tap on his ears. No matter what method you use, he won't be allowed to sleep for a quarter of an hour! Let's see how long he can last! "
The men under his command were immediately ordered to go down. Rody and Sieg walked out of the cell. Sieg followed Rody all the way, seemingly hesitating, and finally couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty the Duke."
"What?"
Sieg gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, I think what you are doing is very strange... With all due respect, you have never bothered to do this kind of torture of prisoners before."
Rody stopped and turned to look at Qi Ge. Sieg thought that the Duke was angry, but he still held his head high and met Rody's eyes.
Rody nodded and said: "Lord Sieg, I know that you also have some disdain for this kind of thing. Torturing a prisoner seems a bit unjust and even despicable to you. It is a dishonorable practice... right? ?”
Although there was sweat on Siege's forehead under Rody's sharp gaze, this stubborn man still said: "Yes."
Rody looked at Sieg quietly for a few seconds, then sighed slowly. His eyes finally left Sieg's face and he turned to look at the sky.
It was already night now, and after a day of fighting, the soldiers in Thunder City were taking the time to rest. Only the soldiers on the city wall were still patrolling nervously. A tense silence fell over the castle.
"Ziege, let me ask you, what is our mission?" Rody looked at the starry sky and said in a low tone: "What is the purpose of our battle?"
Sieg thought for a while and said loudly: "Of course we will destroy those enemies. Drive them out of our continent."
Rody nodded and sighed: "That's what you see and what you can think of. But I am different. Sieg, I think more than you!"
Rody patted Sieg on the shoulder slowly - he was much younger than Sieg, so it was a bit strange to make such an action. But at this moment, Sieg was patted on the shoulder by the Duke. But there was no strange feeling in his heart, as if it was natural - unknowingly, he had forgotten that the Duke in front of him was much younger than himself. Unknowingly, he seemed to have returned to the days when he was with the old Duke Tulip. Back then, the old Duke might have patted his shoulder and taught him this way.
Rody's voice rang in his ears: "I am the commander-in-chief. Lord Sieg, my mission is not only to expel the enemy, but I am also responsible for the lives of these soldiers! While defeating the enemy, I also have to find ways to Reduce the loss of lives of our soldiers! If I make a wrong step or give a wrong order, thousands of people may die!"
Zig didn't speak, and listened quietly to Roddy's voice.
"Perhaps, you think that torturing a prisoner who has no ability to resist is a dishonorable practice! But Sieg, you are wrong! If you torture this prisoner, you can get important information. If this important information can make me soldiers to avoid a major loss... then I think this is completely correct!"
Roddy's voice gradually became serious: "Perhaps what you said makes sense. Out of the dignity of a warrior, it is dishonorable to torture a person who has no ability to resist... But you are not just a warrior now! You are the commander of an army. ! So many soldiers put their lives in your hands! The most important task you undertake is not to protect the dignity of the warriors, but to protect those living lives!"
"Do you think what I did is not in line with the noble honor of a warrior? Then let me tell you, as long as my soldiers can reduce losses, as long as my soldiers can survive, I will do even more 'dishonorable' things in the future. Gotta come out!”
When Roddy said this, his eyes were cold and ruthless. Sieg stared blankly at the Duke in front of him, remembering the green smile on his face when he first walked into the military camp, and his weakness when he executed the villagers in the northwest villages, and he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his mind.
"Your Majesty the Duke..." Sieg was a little excited. He looked at Rody with respect and whispered: "You have really changed."
Rody smiled faintly and said slowly: "I have seen so many people around me die with my own eyes. People always change."
Waving his hand, Rody seemed to want to shake off the silent mood. He glanced at Sieg and changed the topic: "The magic the Roland magicians did today is a bit strange, what do you think? "
Sieg nodded: "Yes, it stands to reason that our warlocks are no worse than their magicians, but the magic produced by hundreds of our warlocks is definitely not that big... There are so many dense lightnings, I can't Never heard of it."
Rody nodded: "Yes, although magicians can sometimes use one kind of magic at the same time for large-scale attack or defense, after all... there are some differences after all. Those magicians are ordinary middle and low-level, even if they can With lightning magic, at most hundreds of people can emit lightning at the same time... but the power is definitely not as powerful as today! The power of hundreds of small lightnings is impossible to break through the air shield of our warlocks... But what those magicians used today The power of magic easily breaks through the defense of our warlocks... "
Sieg suddenly said: "I think so too... That lightning magic seems to have been used by a top magician... or even more powerful! Even the legendary forbidden spell..."
Rody shook his head: "Forbidden spell magic? I have seen it and experienced it myself... When I was in the northwest, I fought with their black veil saint. At that time, Muse used forbidden spells, and there was no This one is so awesome today…”
Sieg's face looked a little solemn: "So, what you are saying is that the Roland people have found a way to double the power of magic when many magicians cast magic at the same time?"
Rody thought for a while and suddenly said: "Master Ziege, let me ask you, if it is to knock down a young strong man, how strong must an ordinary person's punch be?"
Sieg was stunned for a moment and said: "I haven't noticed this, but if I want to knock down a strong man, my punch must be a hundred pounds, right?"
Rody nodded: "Yes. For example, if a strong man faces a group of children, each child has very little strength, and a punch on the strong man will not cause any harm... Even if dozens of children each take turns to punch each other, the strong man will not be hit... However, if the strength of these children comes together and is condensed into one fist to punch... then the strong man will Got knocked down…”