The sudden question left the Intermediate Soul Intent berserker, who had been concocting an excuse, with his mind completely blank.
This was someone even kings had to take the initiative to avoid.
Using a king's name to threaten him was simply courting death.
"No, absolutely not." The Intermediate Soul Intent berserker calmed the turmoil in his heart and hurriedly replied, "Respected Eternal Dawn Knight, I voluntarily left my king's fleet and returned to my homeland because I wanted to build a career for myself."
"You don't look like you're lying."
Hearing this, the Intermediate Soul Intent berserker felt a surge of joy, but the next sentence left him frozen on the spot.
"Kyle, search his soul and see whether he's lying."
"No, I—"
Kyle raised a hand and directly tore the pirate leader's soul from his body, beginning to search it for useful information.
The sheer brutality of it, along with the scattered soul fragments, made Kavir cling tightly to his mother.
Ever since he was young, his elders had warned him not to toy with souls recklessly, or the world would punish him.
Yet the knight behind Uncle Velin casually seized the soul of a pirate stronger than his father and searched it in public, but Kavir did not sense even the slightest punishment from the world.
Aisilia could only gently pat Kavir's back. At the Soul Intent Tier, what was regarded as taboo was something that could be done openly.
However, one had to bear the price for doing such a thing.
If one lacked the strength to bear it, one would ultimately die beneath the invisible ripples of fate.
She could only explain this information to Kavir after they returned. Now was not the right time.
Three minutes later, Kyle returned the weakened soul to the Intermediate