According to the calculations Orff's side had originally provided, it would take roughly around a hundred thousand people to pull it off.
"In other words, more than a hundred thousand of you died attacking Damocles?"
The moment the subject of casualties came up, the Administrator's savage grin instantly faded.
It turned into a state as if he were trapped in a nightmare.
"Y-yes... more than five hundred and thirty thousand..."
Tsk, tsk.
More than five hundred and thirty thousand, huh...
So many people had died attacking a single city.
Put that way, it really did count as catastrophic losses.
Still, being able to directly throw more than five hundred thousand people into the pit could also be considered ruthless.
But now Lan Qingyou felt reassured again.
Something like recalling the nightmare buried in one's heart really could break through hypnosis and show on the surface.
In other words, it wasn't that the other party had a strong will.
Nor was it that her hypnosis was weak.
It was purely because this matter was something the other party absolutely did not want to remember.
Thinking about it, that made sense.
Hundreds of thousands of people had died right before his eyes just like that.
And they had died inside a single city, no less.
Although Magic Power, mental power, Potions, and Magic Items had all played their part, being able to survive in that kind of environment without going mad already counted as having a firm will.
Only, compared to that, Lan Qingyou's curiosity had been piqued instead.
"Who was in command during that siege?"
With her curiosity rising, Lan Qingyou asked a question that had not been part of the plan.
That was right.
A guy who could throw hundreds of thousands of people in without the slightest scruple—surely he