Several men entered one after another and entered the mansion with unconscious cult warlocks.
Sir Phelps said nothing along the way, his expression was so gloomy.
After they walked into a basement below the building and tied up all the people. The investigators on the side carved the runes of the banned magic on these people, the new noble handed them to Ronald.
A requesting look:
"Mr. Ronald, please wake them up."
Slap—
Ronald slapped his hands with his high hands, and then lifted the suppression of the power of "fury" on them. Four cult warlocks, including the driver, also opened their eyes immediately.
Because I encountered it in a carriage, after regaining consciousness, someone immediately started to moan and wail. Some cult warlocks woke up and began to look at the surrounding environment.
After seeing Sir Phelps with a gloomy face.
The cult warlock endured the pain and asked with a distorted expression:
"How did you...how did you catch up with us? The plan shouldn't have leaked out...ahhhh!"
Unfortunately, Phelps didn't want to let him speak properly.
Staring at the cult warlock who reacted first, he walked over and kicked the other person in the stomach. The raised shoe tips tied the other person's abdomen tightly, and the painful expression on his face was not a trace of fakeness.
"Ah...you let go...let go!"
After listening to the other party's wailing in pain for a few seconds, Sir Phelps finally put down his legs.
"Tell me, who instructed you to do it?"
"Dare to come to my banquet to cause trouble!"
"hiss--"
He took a breath of air conditioning first, and then the cult warlock slowly raised his head, then looked at Phelpsu in front of him with a vicious look, "Who instructed it? I don't know who instructed it, and no one can instruct me!
”
"If you have to say something, I think you should thank me, if not...ha!"
The cult warlock originally planned to continue clamoring.
However, Sir Phelps would not give him such a chance.
As soon as he heard the other party's tone change, the new nobleman kicked up again. And this time, he even used his toes to ravage the other party's lower abdomen with his toes, but then he retreated again.
"No one here will thank you, but you may be more interested in torture. Be honest and say your purpose, you can at least walk out of this basement alive."
“…”
"Purpose...I have never hidden my purpose..."
After a violent breath, the cult warlock raised his head with difficulty and looked at Phelps with a cold expression in front of him:
"Everything we do is for your own good."
"If you don't find a way now... approach the great existence, when the dark age comes again, you will all become sacrifices of monsters in the old era. If you want to survive, you can only get it by finding the true god in the universe now and relying on it in time.
…”
Bang!
"puff--"
This time it was not Sir Phelps who took action.
Seeing the cult warlock being about to promote his faith in the basement with great fanfare, the investigator who was originally standing by came over and slapped the guy in the face with a fierce slap.
"Also want to preach your evil faith? Dream!"
The investigator slapped the slap in his face.
Standing in the basement, Ronald clearly saw that with the slap, the cult warlock's eyes even began to hop around left and right. To the most optimistic situation, the lightest one was also the one with a concussion that could not escape.
And with the investigator's actions, a small doubt also emerged in Ronald's heart.
He was resentful of the attitude of the cult warlock.
Or... the investigator doesn't want the other party to finish his words?
Ronald was quietly analyzing the situation, but the cult warlock had no intention of resting. Seeing that his companion was slapped in a slap, the others who recovered immediately began to answer the conversation and continued:
"Idiot! If I were you, let the Swelling Demon cook food now and eat these gifts. Otherwise, when the whole city receives baptism, you will appear out of place!"
“…”
"The whole city?"
Just now, Ronald could still watch the group of interrogated guys calmly, and he still had the time to analyze the situation. But now he heard the other party say this word, he no longer calmed down.
"What do you mean by the whole city?"
"Isn't this place just here tonight?"
The cult warlock looked at Ronald who was asking questions, and then he grinned quite freely after remembering the man's face:
"My friend, this is redemption!"
"The good things should be shared with everyone. Do you not even understand this most basic virtue?"
"Hahaha--"
For a moment, besides the cult warlock who was still grinning there.
The other people in the basement did not say a word, and looked at each other with serious eyes.
If it were just Sir Phelps who caused trouble here, their actions had been considered successful to prevent the accident from happening.
But if the cult warlock didn't lie, what he said was true...
Then there are definitely many related matters in Springs tonight. Even if you think badly, there might have been problems in the past few days!
"Everyone, I just destroyed the flesh and blood aggregate. I don't know what will happen to this kind of thing in the future."
“For the duties of our Bureau of Investigation…”
Faced with the situation in front of him, the investigator immediately began to tell his previous actions. After the explanation was completed, he turned his eyes to Ronald:
"Mr. Ronald, I will inform other colleagues to carry out relevant investigations. Sir Phelps's work will continue to question them. Next, let Miss Elaine take charge."
After the words came to the ground, the investigator turned his head and walked out of the basement.
After his footsteps disappeared into the upward stairs, Ronald turned his head and spoke to Sir Phelps:
"Sir Phelps, please inform me of my two female companions?"
“…”
Listening to Ronald's words, Phelps looked in the direction where the investigator left, and then shook his hand with a sigh:
"Lian, go to the banquet and call Miss Elaine over."
"So too, Miss Phyllis."
Hearing the order, the subordinates who were standing aside left immediately.
Seeing his subordinates leave, Sir Phelps is no longer in the mood to continue to torture the cult warlock. He casually found a chair in the basement and sat down. The leader of the emerging aristocrat listened to the cult warlock's crazy laughter, and then
Only then did he show a helpless expression to Ronald.
"Mr. Ronald, it seems that our affairs are not over tonight."