The White Robed Advisor took out the token he had displayed earlier and showed it to the Wizard interrogator. Expressionless, he said, "I am Kun Da Er Xi, chief advisor of the Command Room. The general sent me to the prison to learn about the situation."
The Wizard interrogator's expression eased somewhat. He knew that although the people from the Command Room did not hold high-ranking positions, they were close to the center of power and could not be offended. He nodded and said, "So it is Mr. Kun. What would you like to know?"
"These people were spies who infiltrated the place and were captured last night, correct?" The White Robed Advisor pointed with a wave of his hand.
"Yes," the Wizard interrogator replied.
"Have they confessed?" the White Robed Advisor asked again.
"No." The Wizard interrogator shook his head. "At most, they confessed some insignificant things. I have examined them. They have all received specialized training and have special spell restrictions inside their bodies. Ordinary interrogation methods and spells can hardly affect them, while forced interrogation is even less advisable, because it will activate the spell restrictions within them and turn them into worthless corpses.
"So, if we want important intelligence, we must either find a way to make them cooperate willingly, or slowly wear down their resolve over time."
"I see." The White Robed Advisor nodded, walked up to a prisoner bound to an iron pillar, reached out to grab the prisoner's chin, and examined his condition.
The prisoner was highly uncooperative toward the White Robed Advisor, his enemy. He kept struggling, trying to break free of the White Robed Advisor's grip. The White Robed Advisor did not care. After one glance, he let go and walked toward another prisoner.
During this process, an extremely tiny needle