Torment

Whether it's reckless or not, let's not discuss that now.

After William successfully advanced, his first priority was to take Alec back to the Small Town and catch the traitor!

That level 62 assassin wasn't particularly famous, but he actually knew who the assassin belonged to and who they worked for, so there was no need to keep the traitor around.

However, as the two left, Alec did not notice that a figure slowly emerged from the bushes.

That was Lotner; he just wanted to test Alec's loyalty.

The two returned to Dawn City overnight. William's blood-covered appearance startled the guards on the city wall, who quickly lowered the drawbridge and opened the city gate.

The two then went to a private residence.

William kicked the door open, and the people inside seemed to sense something. Just as they were about to escape through the window, William raised his hand and shot an arrow through their thighs, causing them to fall down with screams.

"Sir, shall I interrogate him?" Alec asked as he approached him.

William narrowed his eyes, grabbed the spy by the hair, and dragged him into the house. "I'll do it myself."

"No, sir, sir, let me go! Ah, no..." The spy's screams did not appease William. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free of his restraints.

William glanced at the spy in front of him, then with a sudden burst of strength, ripped his hair off, pulling off chunks of scalp and leaving the area covered in blood.

The unimaginable pain caused the spy to wail in agony.

But in the Dawn City, no one will come to his rescue...

"Tell me, who sent you?"

"My Lord, what are you saying? I don't know anything! I just want to be Commoners here..."

"Crack!" William stomped on his right leg and broke it, the white leg bone exposed to the air. Before the spy could even clutch his leg and cry in pain, he grabbed the lower half of the leg bone and pulled it out suddenly.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!!"

"My leg, my leg..." The spy stared wide-eyed, unable to believe that the blood-stained Elf before him was the same kind and gentle lord he once knew.

And what kind of interrogation method is this?

Is it really necessary to be so brutal?

Even if he knew his identity was exposed the moment he saw William kick down the door, what kind of brutal interrogation method was this? Shouldn't they have tried a softer approach first before resorting to force?

They're not playing by the rules...

William, carrying the leg bone covered in blood and flesh, slowly squatted down in front of the spy and said in an icy voice, "Tell me everything you know, or I'll feed you my own flesh and then keep you in captivity until you die from eating your own flesh and blood."

The spy shuddered, his whole body trembling. At that moment, he finally believed it.

The Demon before us is bound to do such a thing.

His former kindness and friendliness were nothing but a facade.

No wonder the leader wanted to kill him.

No wonder the leader considered this Elf an obstacle to their path to freedom.

The Dawn City Lord deserves to die!

"The leader is right. Only by capturing Dawn Town can the Free Army advance or retreat at will. The intelligence I sent out was correct. He truly deserves to die." The spy was lost in his fantasies, forgetting that there was a Legendary Boss with a very impatient mind right in front of him.

Was William cruel?

No, he just didn't want to die.

Has anyone considered how terrified a transmigrator who only pretends to love dragons would be of this world after actually transmigrating?

Has anyone ever considered how terrified a Player who can respawn countless times would be if they suddenly entered a game with only one life left?

How afraid was William?

Does the fact that you want to have Lotner tied to you no matter when or where counts?

He was really scared!

I'm terrified.

He just hides it very well usually, appearing very approachable, relaxed, and indifferent.

But that doesn't mean he's not afraid of death.

He was clearly avoiding contact with the Human Duchy and with many threatening individuals.

Even before he transmigrated, someone had wanted to kill him for no reason, and they still haven't given up now...

The Demon within him was magnified infinitely; he wanted to grind everyone who wanted him dead to dust.

Ever since he found out who that person was, he was absolutely certain that neither he, nor his family and friends in this world, had ever provoked that guy, yet that guy wanted to kill him.

So.

He didn't mind treating him, or even his men, in the most brutal way.

William stomped hard on the spy's severed leg, and blood splattered onto the ground.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh..." The spy stared with bloodshot eyes, Vein on his neck, fists clenched, still glaring fiercely at William, refusing to utter a word.

The spy's severed leg had been trampled into a mangled mess, the bone pulled out, but this only fueled his hatred even more.

That hatred made the spy's torture of William incredibly patient.

But a ten-year veteran Player with the pain level capped at 50% has truly witnessed too much life, death, and torment, especially since he loved this kind of realistic free world in his previous life.

He was Legendary.

That remains true even now.

William smiled coldly and slowly extended his long, slender hands towards him...

The screams rose and fell in a rhythmic chorus, like a beautiful melody playing in the night sky.

Terrifying screams and pleas for mercy echoed within a radius of a hundred meters.

Alec guard outside the door, a chill running down his spine. It was clear that even this assassin was gripped by fear; what about the neighbors nearby? Wouldn't they be traumatized?

Fortunately, there were many patrols and guards nearby, which reassured the Commoners to stay in their homes. They were informed that an assassin had attempted to kill the lord but had been caught.

The Commoners suddenly realized what was happening and no longer felt any pity for the cries of agony.

After all, in their hearts, the Lord treated them the best, something that no other Human Duchy could provide. If even a kind-hearted lord was assassinated, it didn't matter if the assassin was tortured to death.

However, they never imagined that the Lord himself would be torturing the assassin...

then.

They were so frustrated by the screams that they listened to them all night.

William did not ask again.

Even though the spy in front of him couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to say something.

He didn't want to continue the interrogation.

William vented all his resentment at the possibility of dying at any moment after transmigrating on this guy until there wasn't a single good piece of flesh left on his body, until he was skinned and dismembered!

early morning.

William pushed open the door and went out.

When some guards went in to clean up the bodies, they saw the room full of blood and flesh, and many corpses with exposed bones. They immediately vomited violently, then vomited again...

"How's that spy?" Lotner asked quietly, standing beside him.

William squatted by the river, washed his face, and took a deep breath. "He's just spying on me, providing intelligence to others."

"Your actions are too cruel. This isn't like you. A strong person shouldn't..."

"No," William interrupted him, stating bluntly, "If the weak choose to challenge the strong, they should be prepared for anything. There's no reason they should want my life. I'm just killing them cheaply, letting them enter Hell without pain or torment."

William slowly stood up and looked into Lotner's eyes. "When I was weak, I lived in fear and trembling because of my enemies. I could endure it, I didn't dare to utter a sound, and I could pretend that I knew nothing about the assassination attempts."

But the moment I gained power and authority, my revenge was only just beginning.

Lotner's gaze was somewhat complicated; he hadn't expected William to change so much since leaving Dark Night City.

"But in any case, Lotner will be your executive officer."

"Uncle?"

"Ah... I'll be going now. You don't need to call me uncle, goodbye."

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