Chapter 794
“Did the Prophet kill Siegfried Basman?”
Hugin firmly closed his mouth at the murderous voice.
Just like it has been for the past week. And as if it will always be so.
But unlike the investigators who’ve interrogated him so far, I don’t back down a bit.
I had no intention of standing.
in any way.
“How is this room? Is the atmosphere okay?”
Hugin’s eyebrows twitch at the sudden remark.
I stood up and continued my conversation as I slowly wandered around the large room with only tables and chairs.
“Isn’t it paradise for prisoners without 24-hour cameras and surveillance windows? I know because I’ve been through something similar before. How disgusting it is to be watched every moment by someone.”
“That’s why I brought you here specially. I think it would be comfortable for both of us in many ways. As I said before, there is no eye to watch, and… …
He slumped down in his seat and added a word.
“The soundproofing magic is also perfect.”
There was no answer, but I know.
Those deeply sunken eyes are proof that you fully understood the meaning of what I said.
And after a short silence, what came out through Hugin’s lips was not a voice but a laugh.
Puch.
The sound of the wind escaping gradually gets louder and soon reverberates loudly.
Hugin, who laughed for a long time with his shoulders shaking, finally opened his mouth.
“Is that all?”
” what?”
“I asked if that was all. Either torture or intimidation. If you’re going to do it, do it right Because it’s not even that ridiculous.”
This time it’s my turn to shut up. Hugin, who took over the baton, continued with a smile on his face.
“No way will you get the answer you want. Like those who have already been there.”
They’re the ones who’ve already been there.
I wondered why he had become so emaciated while I couldn’t see him, but it seems that there were some passengers who came before me.
Of course, I was guessing to some extent.
Numerous countries have joined forces to form the United Nations and prevent international torture.
Even if we make an agreement, it is not enough if it is not caught in the end.
Besides, Hugin is Michael Silbert’s right-hand man who takes care of large and small tasks.
He is a traitor to humanity and has the most important secret. Since he is putting a lock on his mouth, American torture technicians trained in the Middle East must have demonstrated their skills with the connivance of the leadership.
‘As a result, everything failed.’
I stared blankly at Hugin, who had been pouring out his words.
Mana is suppressed, the whole body is bound
Even if there is, he is an s-class hunter. He is also an exceptionally strong man who was chosen as Michael Silvert’s right-hand man.
Even with torture and mind-type magic, it was difficult to break that strong mental power.
“If you open your mouth, everything is over. Just like the rest of you captivated, just tell the truth.”
“F*ck me.”
“There is a will that Michael Silbert left for you. You must have heard of it already?”
“heard. But this is my only choice. Since I was five years old… …
“I don’t want to hear it, so shut up. you
I don’t care if I was a gifted child who started playing the piano from the age of five or an orphan who came to hate the world.”
Where in the world is there a person without a story?
But I’m not a keeper of any kind of starry night, and there’s no reason I should listen to the story of a clichéd villain.
However, I know what he wants most at this moment.
“To tell you the truth, I promise you one thing.”
” promise?”
“Yes, promise.”
“Then you won’t get any answers. I don’t need any… …
The moment Hugin opened his mouth with a voice full of ridicule. I spat out a word I had prepared.
“I will kill you.”
…..
“With as little pain as possible. neatly. I can’t promise to release you because I can’t keep it in the first place, but that much is possible right now.”
“……You bastard.”
“Don’t deny it. live as you are now
Bare, I’d rather die. is not it’?”
I try to hide it, but I see it.
The eyes that were mixed with resignation and poison were shaking little by little. However, the tongue hidden in his mouth did not bend his pride.
“F*ck the bullshit. You will not be able to open my mouth in any way.”
“Listening to what you said earlier, it seems that you definitely know something.”
“But how old are you now?
It happened. As far as I know, it’s around 50… You are still young. I will live a long time.”
In Moorim, it would not be strange to hear the voice of a grandfather, but in today’s modern society, around 50 is really in full swing.
People with pennies often live past the age of 100 thanks to state-of-the-art medicine and health care using magic.
Besides, Fugin is an S-rank Hunter. Even though mana was suppressed, the vitality of the body was at a level different from that of ordinary people.
“My crow man, you will live a long life. water
Ron will have to spend the rest of his life in prison.”
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I leaned back in my chair, stared at the white ceiling, and continued speaking in a calm voice.
“24-hour close surveillance in a tightly closed room without a single ray of sunlight. Interrogation whenever bored. No, should I say torture? You’ve already committed something, so you’ll be treated pretty badly in the future, right?”
“Still, I have Kkamnyang, so I somehow endured until now… … What if you repeat it for fifty years or so? well, anyway
I’m sure my body will be healthy. Aren’t you going to shower me with potions every time you cut a knife?”
Hundreds of thousands of casualties from terrorism
The word human rights (人權) is already useless in the face of mankind, which is overcome with a sense of loss and anger.
If an article about Hugin’s torture were to be published in the New York Times tomorrow morning, people all over the world would be shocked and try to collect donations.
Not for his lawyer’s fees, but to pay for a potion that would prolong his pain forever.
And in the slow flow of time, Hugin’s spirit will also slowly crumble.
Or, it’s already started to crack.
“On the way, Team Leader Choi told me something interesting. I heard you made a bit of a fuss on the plane. Are you sick somewhere? Or a seizure?”
maybe the latter
The pain is equal even for an S-class hunter with a strong body and mental strength. I just know how to endure it.
It is pain that does not dull even if you get used to it.
“Why is there no answer? I feel sorry for the person who worried about me. If you’re already like this, how are you going to hold on for the rest of your life?”
That time when I straightened my half-lying body. Blood poured out of Hugin’s mouth with a deafening sound.
will bite your tongue
“Oops. It will hurt.”
I clicked my tongue and took out a potion from my inventory and stuck it in Hugin’s mouth. The blood stopped immediately and the half-cut tongue healed.
“Let’s not tire each other out like this. You didn’t take off the muzzle to bite your tongue.
ah. Now the potion I brought is slowly running out… …
Awesome. Chow.
I sighed as I saw Hugin biting his tongue again as soon as he said that he had run out.
“Don’t do this.”
Then he searched his inventory and took out a potion.
To be precise, a box tightly packed with potions.
thud.
“Please, please let’s go. only about 300
It’s because I didn’t stay in yes?”
“… …
“I’m glad though. This time my tongue was cut off just a little bit.”
“Open your mouth. Oh, do it. ah.”
Instead of answering, Hugin stared blankly at me, and I put my ear covering on him.
jj
Teeth splatter everywhere.
But it’s too easy for me to end like this.
쫘 oops.
His jaw joint shattered and his mouth opened spontaneously.
“Right. Well done. You listen well. But you have accumulated tartar. When was the last time you got scaled?”
Hugin, whose mouth was covered in blood, stammered out an answer.
“This year. two years ago… …
“It’s been a while. Just eating potions isn’t all-powerful. Tartar isn’t an injury, it can’t heal. I need to brush my teeth. Or go to the dentist. What should I do?”
“Brush your teeth, go to the dentist…
“What are you saying, you bastard? It’s fine if it’s clean magic. Is the hair a decoration? Are you going to keep it since you were born and use it as a weapon when you are in a hurry? Was Dyurahan your future hope since elementary school?”
“No, why the hell… …
“But this bastard wants to see you, so it really won’t work. Seaburel is not the last colonel of Joseon, so I think it’s just a bit. Are you preparing a table right now, Sibeol bastard? You know you won’t be able to leave until you use up this potion.”
“entire! I will tell you everything……r
“Stay still.”
Me too what I’m talking about I don’t know why.
It was just that the heat that had been rising up in his stomach since earlier reached all the way to the top of his head.
snap. F*ck!
I picked up a potion bottle and hit it at the top of his head. At the pain that came along with the dull noise, the tightly bound body trembled.
“Now, wait.”
“This is tempered glass, you bastard.”
F*ck! F*ck! Kwachang!
No matter how tough it is, three times is the limit.
Shards of shattered glass rained down on the top of the man’s head, where blood was gushing out before he knew it. along with the contents contained in it.
Shaaaaa.
A miraculous phenomenon of healing and suffering at the same time.
But I grabbed another potion bottle before the healing was finished.
Puck! Puck! Wow!
Kwachang!
When I woke up, I found myself waving my hand in an empty box.
”It’s over, is it over… … ?”
“no.”
I answered while refilling a new box from my inventory.
“Hold on longer. We still have two hundred more left.”
….
“can do. let’s do our best together i can do it all day maybe forward
I think it will be okay to do it every day.”
After staring at me with his eyes wide open, Gin opened his mouth with a trembling voice.
“I said I said, but why…
“Don’t bullshit. when?”
“I’ve been saying this for a while, all the time, all the time, incessantly…
“This is a funny kid. Do I look like an idiot?”
“It’s real! It really was!”
“Are you yelling at me just now? Are you going crazy because you’re so unfair?”
“That, not that.”
“it’s okay. I’m offended. First, empty the box you already took out and talk again.”
….
Actually, I think I vaguely heard that, but what does that have to do with it?
I emptied the second potion box with Hougin’s great team play, and when I took out the third box, I could hear his crying voice.
“stop! Sorry!”
The snout, which had not been opened even with the torture of veteran engineers, is now very free-spirited.
I closed the half-opened box again, thinking that maybe the real madness I showed him might have moved him.
“Now you know my truth.”
“… … What about the promise you made earlier?”
“Definitely keep. If you want to die like that.”
“How can I trust you?”
“That is your freedom. But I swear I’ll give it my all That’s all.”
“So, what is the answer?”
Hugin swallowed a gulp and finally opened his mouth.
“He is right.”
“exactly. again.”
“The one who killed Siegfried Basman… … He is the one called the prophet.”
Undoubtedly. Now Hugin is telling the truth.
However, at the same time as the guess turned to certainty, another question came.
“The one called the Prophet?”
“… … ah.”
Is it because of the clouded mind? don’t
His expression showed that he had said something that should have been said, but it was too late to take back what he had already said.
‘There is something more.’
I thought Michael Silvert and the prophet were related, but I couldn’t figure out exactly what the connection was.
I glared at him with deep sunken eyes and opened my mouth.
“Tell me what you mean. Tell me everything you know about the Prophet.”
“That, that.”
It’s ironic.
Not to live, but to struggle to die. However, Hugin, who had already been driven to the edge of the cliff, had no other options.
“He is, Munin.”
” what?”
At that moment of questioning myself without realizing it, the memory of the day Hougin first came to Ares Guild flashed through my mind like a flash.
Two crows engraved in one corner of the business card.
and… … Along with the conversation I had with Team Leader Choi.
– Hugin and Munin. These two crows are a symbol of a god in Norse mythology.
– Who is that?
– Odin.
I blinked.
Absolute god Odin. and two crows serving him. Hugin and Munin.
From the beginning, there wasn’t just one crow.
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