It was already very dark at night, and the lights in the imperial marshal’s office were still on, and there were occasional low coughs or two.
The pressure is extremely low, and if you don’t pay attention, it will dissipate in the cold moonlight.
The door was pushed open with a creak, and the lieutenant went over with a cup of hot cocoa, carefully placing it beside the table, for fear of disturbing the marshal who was working at his desk.
If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, perhaps most people would not have believed that the rumored cold and arrogant marshal of the Kantar Empire would be so young.
So thin and weak.
“Marshal Dana, according to your order, the captured rebel generals have been locked in Cell 149.”
The lieutenant hesitated for a while, but mustered up the courage to take a step forward, leaned forward slightly, and reported in a low voice.
The person at the desk raised his head upon hearing the sound, and his face fell into the warm yellow light of the desk lamp.
As the Iron-Blooded Marshal of the Empire, his facial contours are obviously too delicate and gentle. If it weren’t for those dark eyes shining brightly, he would almost be regarded as a gentle and harmless young man.
“I see, Nuya.”
As if he was thinking about something else, Dana nodded in silence for a while, took out an exquisite box from the drawer and handed it to him: “Put this quietly in their dinner, don’t let others know .”
The lieutenant’s breath was stagnant, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he stepped forward eagerly: “Marshal, this is specially given to you by the president to make up your body—”
“Nuya, you should also understand that it is much better for anyone to eat this thing than to waste it on me.”
Daina looked at him, and suddenly smiled faintly, with a calm and gentle tone that was completely different from that in front of others: “Tell me about the interrogation. I can trust your torture skills. What did they say?”
His smile is very gentle, and it seems that he is tired. If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that his face seems to be particularly pale.
The lieutenant lowered his head in embarrassment, his expression seemed to be struggling, and he said in a low voice after a while: “They, they don’t know your painstaking efforts, Marshal…”
“Looking at your reaction, they probably didn’t say anything good about me as a traitor.”
Daina smiled lightly and said, with some relief in his eyes, he sat up straight a little: “That’s good, I was worried that some of the bones in it were not hard enough, it seems that I underestimated them… “
Before the voice could finish, the bell for an emergency report on the table suddenly rang.
The expressions of the two changed slightly at the same time. Dana raised his hand and pressed the answer button, and an excited voice came from inside.
“Marshal, finally someone can’t handle it anymore! We thought we just captured a few ordinary high-ranking generals, but we didn’t expect their leader Vino to hide his identity and hide in it. We have already found him. !”
“… well done, I’ll be there right away.”
Praised in a deep voice, Dana sighed lightly and let go of the button. The astonishment and tension that he had first heard of the shock changed instantly, and he shook his head and smiled helplessly: “Next time if I want to say something inappropriate, remember to let me know in time.” Shut up, Nuya.”
“Marshal, do you want to protect His Royal Highness Vino?”
Seeing him trying to stand up, the lieutenant took a step forward anxiously and raised his hand to hold his arm: “You have finally come this far, if you want to save His Royal Highness Vino, your painstaking planning may be ruined Once—”
“Except for him, everyone can be sacrificed, including me of course. Nuya, you must keep this in mind.”
Interrupting his words in a low voice, Dana told him to put on the cloak for himself, put the gun on his side, and hurried to the interrogation room.
Of course Vino can’t make any mistakes, not only for the victory of the uprising, but also for his mission.
The timeline of this world is located in 3497. President Terrence was brutal. On the one hand, he forced the royal family, which had already handed over the power, to a corner. There were complaints from all over the country, and they all hoped that the royal family could stand up again and overthrow Terence’s regime.
Vino is the protagonist with high hopes.
As for him, his name is actually not Dana, nor is he an imperial marshal at all.
His name is Su Shi, and he used to be the platinum host with the highest survival rate on the plane. Seeing that he was only one step away from the king, he did not expect to fall on the mighty report.
Su Shi, who had all his experience points frozen, was tragically exiled, and was forcibly bound to the automatic grabbing system. He had to go back to the lower world and experience the thrill of being wronged by others.
What’s even more perverted is that not only do you have to recite the blame, but you also have to recite it in a reasonable and tragic way. If you can successfully achieve the achievement of “Being Blame to Death”, you can also get an additional reward of 5,000 experience points.
His mission this time is to [bear the burden of humiliation and make everyone misunderstand that Dana betrayed the rebel army for the sake of prosperity and wealth, and became a running dog of the old government].
Once the leader of the rebel army dies in his hands, the already dominant battle situation may be reversed, and the misunderstanding that was agreed will become a reality, which means the direct failure of the mission.
Su Shi, who couldn’t afford the liquidated damages, was worried and walked faster and faster. Suddenly, blood surged in his chest, and his eyes suddenly went dark for a moment.
“Marshal!”
The lieutenant let out a low cry, and quickly stepped forward to support him: “Marshal, you haven’t healed from the injury last time, so you can’t be too reluctant.”
“It doesn’t matter to me…”
Leaning on him halfway to ease the dizziness, Su Shi shook his head, took a deep breath and stood up straight again.
The interrogation room is in front of you.
In the nick of time, he had to rush in to save his precarious liquidated damages.
The moment Su Shi stood still outside the interrogation room, Su Shi’s breath suddenly changed.
His gaze became cold and indifferent, the lines of his face became sharp, his body tortured by the pain slowly straightened up, and his steps became reserved and proud.
The door was pushed open, and the man in the cell raised his head in response, his eyes fixed on him silently.
It was just a matter of delaying the effort for a while, the man’s body was already covered with scars, and the wounds were all over his body, but his aura did not show any embarrassment.
I have to admit that the elite education of the royal family has been perfectly reflected in Vino.
He has a tall and strong physique, with strong and powerful muscles flowing gracefully, and a handsome face half hidden in the shadows is resolute and calm. Even though he was in jail, his dark eyes were still full of immortal starlight.
Su Shi’s footsteps stopped at the door, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s okay, it’s okay, the experience point is saved.
With a moment of peace in his eyes, Su Shi’s eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand to take the whip from his subordinate, and slowly bent it in his hand, with a cold arc on his lips.
“How is the question, did he say anything?”
The horsewhip is made of a special alloy with sharp barbs. If you really use 100% of your strength and don’t provide timely treatment, it may be able to destroy the victim directly.
Su Shi handed the whip to the lieutenant behind him, and nodded slightly without any trace.
The latter took it in silence, and swung it down fiercely at the man whose arms were suspended.
The strength was controlled just right, and a wound with full visual impact was plowed **** Vino’s back, but it was not enough to hurt the muscles, bones and internal organs.
There was a sharp wind sound as the whip whipped up, and the color of blood blurred silently.
Now Vino only needs to find an opportunity to faint, and he can use the excuse that he needs to ask for more information to ask someone to take the other party for treatment.
Then throw this hot potato as far as you can.
“He said nothing, Marshal.”
The subordinate hastily stepped forward, bowed down respectfully and replied: “If you allow, we plan to impose more cruel punishments on him until we ask you something that satisfies you.”
“You don’t need to strike so hard, he is much more important than you think.”
Su Shi waved his hand casually, and his tone sank meaningfully: “We have too many things to dig out of him, if we break it, we will be in trouble…”
Before the words were finished, the iron chain suddenly sank, and Vino passed out without saying a word.
…
The cooperation is really tacit.
The originally prepared lines were useless, Su Shi turned around with his hands behind his back, and the lieutenant immediately understood. Checking around Vino, he took a step forward and broke the silence at the right time.
“Marshal, he seems to have serious old injuries. If he wants to continue the torture, he may need some treatment first.”
Although it is clear that what the other party said is the truth, after all, the credit is in front of him, the subordinate is still not reconciled: “Marshal! In fact, we can also inject him with a sober potion, and the actual effect of the potion can last for three days—”
“It’s better to treat it first, no matter how you are, you are His Royal Highness, you must give the royal family some face.”
Su Shi spoke in a low voice, and the coldness at the end of the sentence made his subordinates instinctively silence. He immediately stood at attention and asked someone to send Wei Nuo to the medical room.
The injury on the body is real, and the fainting is also real. Wei Nuo was pushed to the medical room, and the old injuries and new wounds were finally treated perfectly together.
Temporarily freed from the cold prison cell and the cruel torture, the contrasting comfort and warmth made him feel slightly relaxed.
Lying peacefully on the examination table, Vino still recalled the glance he had glimpsed at that time in his mind.
Those eyes were frozen perfectly by the appearance of arrogance and indifference, but there was still a flash of light that he had to care about at the moment he just entered the door.
It was very close to reassuring, one could even call it comforting – a kind of very warm glow.
It was so hot that his chest was slightly astringent.