Although Gawain believed that he was a Satellite Spirit who had transmigrated to this world and had sufficient knowledge and tolerance, he still couldn't help but feel like "Holy sh * t, how can there be such a weird species in this world?" Just like now, when he saw the Sea Demon staring at him in the pool in the form of a huge Sea Demon, he was particularly conflicted about whether he should go through the SAN first.
Check his HP first.
Because Tyre had been casting healing spells to keep the captive alive.
As for what Amber said about Tyre's tentacles having the effect of Spirit Boost, Gwen did not feel it. He felt that it was probably the same principle as how he was immune to the mental interference of the gods. Many of the mental interference in this world had no effect on him.
"Now … let's say hello to our guest." Gawain's eyes twitched as he looked at Tyr for a long time. Finally, he shifted his attention away from the sea witch and looked at the captive who was tied up by the tentacles. He seemed to be on his last breath. "What's your name? What's your identity? What's your purpose? "
Clement raised his head with difficulty. The moment he saw Gwen, he realized what had happened. The terrifying creature that tied him up had dispelled all his thoughts of survival, but this did not mean that he would obediently cooperate. "No … comment …"
Amber was waiting for the old man to say this. She immediately came up from the side and said, "He's Clement, but he's disguised as a royal mage called Duke."
"Duke …" Gawain did not know who exactly was sent by Francis II to the border, but after thinking for a while, he guessed that this imposter had been lurking around the dead king all along. His expression changed. "So, your mission is to kill the king? You and the forces behind you want to sabotage the peace talks? "
Clement closed his eyes and made a gesture that he was not going to answer. On the other side, Solderlin came up to Gwen and whispered a few words.
"You're disguised as a mage, but you're actually a Druil." Gwen looked at Clement and said calmly, "I think I know who you are. The lunatic of the Perish Society, right?"
Clement finally answered, "Whatever you say, you can't understand our great cause."
"Actually, it's like this." Gwen nodded. "I didn't intend to understand your cause from the beginning. I just wanted all of you to disappear. You're … Clement, right? Your operation this time is indeed beyond my expectations. I admit that I've underestimated you. I always thought you were just rats fanning the flames in the dark. I didn't expect you to be so daring to stir up such a big matter. Let me make a bold assumption. Since you can assassinate the king's king at the border, you must be doing something within the kingdom? "
Clement only sneered, not intending to answer at all.
That put Gawain in a difficult spot. He knew that the unassuming old man before him (The old man's appearance might not be real, since the cultists of the Endgame were adept at transforming their bodies) was probably a high-ranking member of the Endgame cult. Not only were such high-ranking cultists powerful, they also had extraordinary willpower. Normal interrogation methods were useless against them, and even spells involving the mind might not be able to break through their mental defenses.
If only this was an Eternal Sleeper. Gwen could still find a way to hack into his mind, but this was a fallen Druil. He felt that he had no idea where to start.
But just as Gwen was in a dilemma, Tyre suddenly broke the silence. "Maybe … I can get him to cooperate."
Gwen's eyebrows raised slightly. "Oh?"
"But this is a one-time use." Tyre spread out his hands, and some of his free tentacles spread out. "At least according to the tests we did on the self-proclaimed 'Children of the Storm', this method can only be used once. After that, they're dead."
"… You monster!" Clement heard Tyre's words and was finally moved. He struggled as he shouted. "What are you trying to do?"
"You don't have the right to call others monsters." Gwen looked at Clement and thought for a moment. He finally made up his mind. "Tyre, I'll leave it to you."
While Gwen was trying to build a controllable force from within the Eternal Sleeper, he knew that for most of the extremely crazy and fanatical cultists, saving and fighting were meaningless attempts. Especially for Clement who was a believer of the Doomsday cult, the only suitable way to deal with him was to let Tyre try her 'one-time use method'.
With Gwen's permission, the lower half of Tyre's body immediately split out a few new tiny tentacles and extended towards Clement. The cultist finally realized the great danger and began to struggle even more violently. But his struggles were no match for the tightly bound tentacles and the strange runes floating on them. After a few breaths, the new, tiny tentacles had already reached his neck …
But at this moment, Amber who was standing beside Gwen suddenly shouted. "Wait a minute!"
Tyre stopped, puzzled. Gwen turned to look at Amber. "What's wrong?"
Amber seemed to be in a dilemma, but she finally stepped forward and looked up at Tyre. "I have a question for him too … Can you let him hold on a little longer?"
"Yes." Tyre nodded. "He will live until your questioning is over."
Gwen looked at Amber curiously before looking at Tyre. "Very well, let's begin."
Clement struggled with all his might as if he was on the brink of despair. But even so, he still yelled loudly. "You will pay the price one day! You don't even deserve to be God's meal! You are only fit to become God's disdain after he has his fill! I will not yield! I will not yield!! "
Amidst the cursing, several slimy and cold tentacles with a turbid lavender magical halo began to creep up Clement's neck, drilling into his ears and sticking to his scalp. Unimaginable fear and mental pressure gripped Clement's heart. His mind seemed to be filled with endless illusions. The illusory sound of the waves echoed in his ears. The layers of waves hid countless indiscernible murmurs. Amidst those maddening sounds, he recalled all the terrible legends of the deep sea — the end of the endless storm, the dark and chaotic deep sea, the palace of the Lord of Storms, the banquet hall where the sea demons and sea monsters rejoiced …
The Apocalypse believer's eyes widened, and in the last moment of his self-awareness, he suddenly flinched. He felt like he had seen something more tragic and terrifying than death, and he could not help but want to surrender. But he no longer had the chance.
The tentacles had penetrated his ears, scalp and even eyes. The believer of the Terminus had lost the ability to think freely.
Tyre looked down at Clement who had finally quieted down. He shook his head and said, "I don't know what your god likes to eat, but your god should be delicious."
Even Gwen felt goosebumps all over his body. He looked at Clement's strange state and Tyre's creepy tentacles and could not help but mumble, "Can't you make this a little … gentler?"
Tyre thought for a moment and said, "I can turn the tentacles pink."
"Forget it …" Gwen quickly waved his hand and then looked at Clement. "Can I ask him now?"
"Anytime." Tyre nodded slightly. "But try to use the right words. That way, you will get the answer more efficiently."
Gwen nodded and came to Clement. "Is Francis II really dead?"
The skin on Clement's face trembled. A low and hoarse voice came from his throat. "I … killed him … with my own hands …"
Gwen continued to ask, "Prince Edmund is your accomplice? He is controlled by the Terminus? "
"Edmund … Moen … needs Ansu's throne. He is a … collaborator … of the Terminus …"
"Collaborator, not controlling …" Gwen frowned. It was surprising to hear the news of Prince Edmund killing his father from Clement, but he was more puzzled. "What does Edmund want? Just to usurp the throne? "
This was the part he could not understand. Francis II was already old, and Prince Edmund was the first in line for the throne. The gifted prince did not have to take such an extreme step. Why did he have to do such a thing after Francis II was in the middle of a border negotiation, and even work with the cultists of the Terminus?!
Probably because the question was more complicated this time, Clement hesitated for a few seconds before slowly answering. "… Edmund … not only wants to be the king of the Second Dynasty … he wants … the glory of the First Dynasty, he wants … Ansu to be at its peak. He wants … true royal power."
Clement muttered a few more words in a low voice, and then a strange smile appeared on his face. "Naive and stupid chess piece …"
This must be the true evaluation of Prince Edmund by the cultists of the Terminus.
Hearing Clement's answer, not only Gwen had a thoughtful look on his face, but even Solderlin, who was beside him, thought of many things in an instant.
"True royal power …" The high-grade ranger frowned. He looked into Gwen's eyes. "That's why he did these things after leaving the Captical?!"
Gwen just sighed and then thought of something.
He immediately asked, "Is Sareth Loren an insider?!"
"Sareth Loren … is loyal to … Edmund Moen …"
So it was!
Sareth Loren's loyalty was not to the king! It was to Edmund! But why?
Perhaps … the Duke of the Eastern Region was actually loyal to 'Moen', the true royal power of the Ansu, and not a puppet royal family supported by the Northern Family?
Gwen deduced Sareth Loren's position based on the logic that a great noble of this era would have. After pondering for a long time, he suddenly asked a new question. "Has the border peace treaty been signed?"
"Yes …"
Hearing this critical answer, Gwen took a deep breath. After a few seconds of pondering, he asked the final decisive question. "Do you have people around Emperor Typhon?"
Clement's face twitched violently, and he squeezed out a word from his throat. "… Yes."
"I understand …" All the doubts and mysteries seemed to have been solved. Gwen had always felt the dark clouds of war hanging over the Ansu, but now he finally saw the truth of these dark clouds. "Edmund, and you, what you want is not a war between Typhon and the Ansu … What you want is a second civil war in the Ansu!!"
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