The vines, with their hardened, curved ends, pried open the makeshift coffin, and Bennett opened his eyes to see the "great being" speaking in his mind.
He was much younger than he thought, and a small, emerald-green tree sprouted from his left eye socket, winding its way to the top of his head.
Although she was a bit too young, her appearance did indeed match the voice in my mind very well.
Ed looked at the defeated general with a smile, knowing that the other man must have a lot to say.
Then he saw Bennett open his mouth, and then:
"Vomit!"
Bennett spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and vegetable juice, Ed reacted quickly and jumped aside to avoid the disgusting attack.
"No, you..."
Ed was completely bewildered by the sudden onset of vomiting.
Although he wasn't very useful in combat, he knew that his appearance in this world was truly outstanding, especially after meeting the locals of all ages, which made him even more certain of this.
So what exactly caused Bennett to vomit after seeing his own face?
Does the aesthetic sense of humans change after they are transformed into Blood Corpse?
Watching the young figure pulling the dragon-powered chariot speed away below the castle, Ed roughly knew what had happened.
Food poisoning combined with motion sickness is like this; dizziness and vomiting are minor issues. Ed was already somewhat relieved that Bennett didn't end up in a coffin.
Looking at the old man before him, whose hair and beard were all white and whose skin was covered with wrinkles, Ed felt not a shred of sympathy.
His gaze swept over Bennett's remaining hands and teeth inside his mouth, and countless vines immediately climbed up the coffin where the vampire count was from every angle.
"What are you going to do? What are you going to do?!"
Before Bennett could recover from the triple debuffs of serious injury, food poisoning, and motion sickness, he saw several vines clearly working together to control him.
After his arms were tightly bound, a saw with sharp teeth came into view.
"Ah!!!!"
With a groan, Bennett lost his hands, one of the weapons the Blood Corpse relied on.
The count, writhing in agony, tried to speak, but a dozen or so vines, poised to strike, immediately swarmed up and forced his mouth open, preventing him from closing it.
To his astonishment, the two vines Alienation and crossed each other, quickly forming a vise.
Two minutes later, a vine swept dozens of teeth covered in black veins, along with a pair of hands, into the garbage heap, and Bennett was firmly tied to a wicker chair.
At this moment, a wooden blade from the traitor was embedded in his right chest, piercing his heart and slowing his healing process.
His prized special ability was completely sealed away, and there was no more flesh and blood around him to command. He had lost everything below his wrists and ankles, and not a single tooth remained in his mouth.
Bennett was in a terrible state from the torture. He was only able to stay upright by the vines binding him, but he could only tilt his head and mumble something indistinctly.
He hadn't yet adjusted to the feeling of losing his teeth, and saliva was uncontrollably dripping from the corners of his mouth.
Ed's voice echoed in his mind:
"Alright, I only took some necessary measures. Blame it on the fact that your Blood Corpse ' weapons are all attached to your bodies."
Bennett glanced up at Ed, confirming that the other's lips weren't moving, but the sarcastic and mocking thoughts were undoubtedly coming from him.
Seeing Bennett's hateful and resentful gaze, Ed frowned slightly, and at the same time, his inner voice echoed again:
"Don't look at me, it's kind of scary... I like to get scared when I'm frightened..."
The vise formed from the Alienation vines moved, and Bennett's body twitched involuntarily.
Ed chuckled softly upon seeing this:
"Since you're scared, then answer my question."
"I already know you were once a marquis in the Aduolin Province. Tell me, what do the Territory Secret Pact of this territory look like? And where did you go after you became Blood Corpse?"
Bennett's muscles twitched across his aged face, revealing a terrifying fang that belonged to a vampire, but in reality, all he showed was an empty gum that was still bleeding.
He glared at Ed and mumbled:
I can't tell you anything!
Ed's expression shifted from surprise to confusion, and finally he uttered a seemingly unrelated sentence:
"Huh? I haven't even started the electricity yet..."
Electricity? What kind of electricity?
Before Bennett could process what was happening, he saw Ed lightly tap his left palm with his right fist, looking as if he had just realized something.
"But this does remind me..."
In a corner room of the castle, the Willow Seretima was engrossed in her research when she suddenly heard a voice that reached her very soul:
" Willow, are you busy?"
"Uh, I'm not busy."
She was actually quite busy, but the Lich Lady still instinctively gave the most polite reply.
The voice in my head became a little more lively:
"Great! Come to the study, I need your help with something."
"Okay, just a moment."
Willow briefly noted down the progress of her experiment before hurrying to her study.
The Lich Lady knocked lightly on the door, and after receiving a response from Ed, she pushed the door open a crack, then leaned forward and poked her head inside.
There were three people in the study at that moment: Ed, leaning against the solid wood desk; Bennett, who was half-dead; and [ Zhong Lele ], whom Willow had met before.
[ Zhong Lele ] was a little surprised after receiving the new task. She initially thought she would be doing HR again, but were there any new NPCs in the recent storyline worth the boss recruiting?
She thought about it for a long time and finally realized that, in terms of value, only a certain count seemed qualified to join her camp.
But... does he really deserve it?
This count has been around for so long, his background has already been compiled and posted on forums.
A nobleman from a kingdom a century ago surrendered after a defeat in war, turning all the city's inhabitants into blood-soaked corpses. From then on, he served the progenitor of vampires, Antous, turning his attention to his former kin...
Does someone who has nothing but value deserve to join the Second Holy See?
The people he had dealt with, whether Xilǐ'er, Gray, or Willow, even if they weren't good people, were at least not bad people.
As for Bennett, [ Zhong Lele ] only accepts him joining his organization in the same way as Yiden.
With this uneasy feeling, she arrived at the study ahead of Willow.
She felt relieved after seeing the count, who was half-dead from the torture.
Sure enough, the game's script wouldn't just randomly provide information, and she learned the details of her mission from Ed —the interrogation record.