"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"
After a suppressed growl, the Grand Knight finally confessed. Watching the young man meticulously write down his statement in the document, he panted and whispered:
"Even if you can make me submit, my colleagues will not!"
The young man glanced at the Grand Knight Commander and said:
"It's not that you can't; in fact, you're the most persistent one."
"Ah?"
The Grand Knight Commander's expression Solidification; he never expected that the other party would deceive him on this matter!
From the moment the young man entered the interrogation room, the other party had not received any information from the outside world. In other words, the so-called simultaneous interrogation did not exist. He had dealt with his two colleagues before coming here.
This is actually a bit unfair to the Soul Returner in front of us. He did not leave the room, but as Ed's Root Network absorbed the roots left by Antiya Lisi in Fir City, the city's network was finally fully open to players instead of being limited to extremely limited functions as before.
Therefore, simultaneous interrogation does exist; it's just that players communicate with each other through the system's chat function.
After glancing at the documents in his hand, the young man revealed a sinister smile:
"So you'd better pray that their confessions are no different from yours, otherwise..."
Players have a wide variety of methods, and coupled with their complete lack of respect for the lives of enemies in the game world, the three Grand Knights who had been stripped of their powers quickly produced a new statement, this time more detailed than the previous one.
Watching the three high knights lying on the ground after being tortured, [ the Good Times Don't Last ] he picked up the three statements in his hand and walked out of the interrogation room to another room.
He laid out the three testimonies in front of him and began to compare them, eventually obtaining a list of all the Grand Knights in the Fir City Holy Crusaders plus the Holy Crusaders supported by the Holy City.
He sent the list to the [ Shit Appraisal Master ] in Valhalla, a good friend who had returned from the Graycast Corridor, and promised to do another thing for [ The Good Times Don't Last ].
Because both the Graycast Corridor and Fir City have some degree of Root Network problems, their online communication was interrupted for a period of time.
As a result, as soon as [ Shit Appraisal Master ] returned to the Second Holy See, he heard that the supply depot his friend had set up outside Fir City had been wiped out by the Holy Crusaders. So he immediately contacted [ Good Times Don't Last n't Last Long] and offered to do his buddy's bidding.
However, [ the Good Times Don't Last n't last long], and without much politeness with his brothers, he directly sent a list to [ the Shit Appraisal Master ] and expressed his needs.
"Compare this list with the high-ranking prisoners of Valhalla one by one, and help me find someone."
Who is it?
" Gorn."
[ Shit Appraisal Master ] scrolled down the list and sure enough, he saw a name in bold red underline— Gorn, Grand Knight Commander of the Second and Third Order of Knights.
What's wrong with this person?
[ The Shit Appraisal Master ] inquired with suspicion, "This friend of his has always been kind and benevolent, so why does he value Gorn so highly? Could it be...?"
"He's the one who led the team to forcibly demolish my supply station."
"That's right, he deserves to die."
[ The Shit Appraisal Master ] blindly sided with his friend and took the list to the High-Quality Charcoal Processing Plant.
After interrogating the seven or eight captured high knights one by one, [ Shit Appraisal Master ] reported the results to [ Good Times Don't Last ]:
" Gorn wasn't among the prisoners of Valhalla. I compared everyone's testimonies, and they said that halfway there, Gorn, on the orders of Colonel Marba, infiltrated the Second Holy See to intercept reinforcements returning from the south."
[ The Good Times Don't Last ] Looking at the missions Ed had posted before, it was clear that there was indeed an option to clear out the Aduolin Province and find the intruders. It was just a pity that everyone was either focused on attacking and taking Fir City or rushing back to Valhalla to prevent their home base from being stolen, and no one paid any attention to this mission.
He thought for a moment and said:
"Hey buddy, got some money on you? Can you lend me some? I'll pay you back later."
"No problem, what are you planning to do?"
"Mercenaries on the hour."
Some simple wooden frames were erected at the edge of the woods, and some soldiers and officers who were familiar with softer plants quickly used Directed Alienation to turn the wooden frames in front of them into simple tents.
The wounded were taken to tents to rest, which brought a rare moment of relief to their faces.
These wounded soldiers, each with varying degrees of injury, had become a burden on the unit, but no one dared to say it outright because they couldn't let go of their last bit of pride.
A day passed in this way, and seeing his men's morale dwindling, Gorn gathered them together and began to give a speech to the Holy Crusaders:
"Gentlemen, don't be discouraged—it's good that we've encountered the enemy here, as it allows us to disrupt their plans!"
"But the fact that we can't wait for the enemy is not necessarily a bad thing—it means that the Archbishop has annihilated the rebels who invaded Fir City, and the Legion Commander has successfully destroyed the enemy's stronghold, causing the enemy to collapse completely before they could even put up a fight."
"Although our contribution may be smaller, we still hold a pivotal position, and our names will all be written in the report on the suppression of the rebellion in the Holy City!"
This is of course a lie. Even if they really win this battle, the report on suppressing the rebellion will only record the names of the legion commanders and grand knights, and at most a few outstanding company commanders. As for the squad leaders and ordinary soldiers, they are nobody's business and will not become more noteworthy because of the victory.
When Gorn arrived and set up camp here, most of his subordinates were low-ranking officers, with only a few company commanders. He barely managed to maintain the situation by relying on some talents promoted on the front lines.
The final report will not include anyone's name except their own.
The ordinary Holy Crusaders soldiers, hearing the Grand Knight's inspiring speech, all showed expectant expressions. Just as Gorn was about to say something more, a scout riding Hoofed Beast suddenly arrived from the south to report:
"Sir, a large number of enemy troops returning to reinforce the south have been discovered!"
The scout didn't pay attention to his volume; after all, there was nothing wrong with talking about such things.
Gorn's face lit up with joy upon hearing this:
"Good! Everyone, listen up! Return to your positions and defend! We will not let a single enemy soldier escape today!"
The Holy Crusaders, chanting slogans, returned to their original camp and, under the command of their newly promoted squad leaders and company commanders, formed a battle formation facing south to meet the enemy.
Just then, another scout rode in to report:
"Grand Knight Commander, large numbers of enemy troops have been spotted in the north!"
Gorn: "Huh?"