This dragon girl raising system is a bit strange.

Inside Guerrero's cell.

Thor and Ysera looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Thor, what did you do to my body?"

Guerrero, who had just been squinting and looking sullen, was instantly wide awake upon hearing this.

He straightened up and perked up.

Are there any short stories to read?

As expected of that mad Thor, he even dared to lay a hand on the Saintess.

Thor was at a loss. Since he couldn't directly use drugs to get the prisoner to tell the truth, he had no choice but to play along.

He decided to get the answers everyone wanted through a normal interrogation.

"Guerrero, you saw it too, didn't you?"

"Even the Holy Maiden is under my control."

Ysera, standing nearby, cast a forced silence spell on herself, suppressing the urge to swear.

When Guerrero saw this, and realized that the gun was pointed at him again, his fear of Thor deepened.

"You...you should abide by the law, right?" Guerrero's tone was full of uncertainty.

The law he was referring to.

The law prohibiting torture of prisoners was also promulgated by the current princess.

In theory, both prison guards and security personnel must abide by the relevant laws and regulations.

Prisoners must not be abused.

"Unfortunately, that doesn't apply to me."

Thor said coldly.

"I'm not in prison, so these laws don't apply to me."

"If it were me, I would at most rule it a regular dispute, and nothing would happen."

Guerrero panicked instantly, his eyes widening.

However, he had his bottom line and gritted his teeth, insisting:

"I won't tell you no matter what."

"Go ahead and torture me with that trick again."

He closed his eyes, bracing himself for being tormented by Thor's magic once again.

Thor smiled, pulled out a chair, and sat down across the table from Guerrero.

"Just kidding, how could someone as compassionate as me torment others?"

"You seem very afraid of that spell," Thor said calmly.

Guerrero closed his eyes and refused to answer the question.

Thor had anticipated this, and instead calmly said:

"Tell me about your dream."

The expected torment did not come. Guerrero opened his eyes in surprise and looked at the nobleman in front of him.

Talk about your dream?

Thor continued:

"I'm different from them."

Perhaps, you and I are the same kind of people.

"If I gave you the chance to coerce the saintess, you would do the same as me, wouldn't you?"

Guerrero thought about it seriously, then turned to look at the saintess's murderous gaze, which was clearly not an act.

It really is.

Who wouldn't want to coerce the saintess?

"I remember you said 'Mom' back then, right?"

Guerrero's expression was complicated upon hearing Thor's words.

Why are you asking me this question?

Thor remained calm, shook his head, and said seriously:

"I'm just curious if you've ever had the same experience as me."

"I guess your mother also died a violent death?"

This is just Thor's negotiating tactic.

When he transmigrated, his parents had already passed away, so he didn't have a deep feeling about it.

Nevertheless, Thor continued telling his own story.

My parents were also somewhat surprised.

"If they hadn't died in a car accident, I might not be in this situation now."

"Parents' education and experiences have a great influence on their children."

However, this sentence opened up a floodgate of conversation for Guerrero.

"Your mother also...died a violent death?"

Guerrero never expected that a damned nobleman like Thor would be willing to confide in him.

At that moment, he began to understand why Thor was just as evil as they were.

So Thor was an orphan too.

Thor nodded slowly and said:

"So, what happened to you?"

Tell me about your experience.

Guerrero lowered his head and remained silent for a moment, seemingly hesitant.

After several seconds, he finally decided to speak.

"I was born into a poor family. My father abandoned us when I was born, and I was raised by my mother along with my sister."

"I grew up in a slum. My mother's earnings from working alone were not enough to support us."

Guerrero was lost in his memories.

"Nevertheless, my mother still told me."

"Being poor is fine, as long as you have morals and are happy."

"Until that day."

At this point, Guerrero's eyelids drooped, and his tone became sorrowful.

"On the day I was 8 years old, my mother went out and never came back."

"My mother only fell and cut her thigh, causing severe bleeding."

"It can be cured with just one healing spell."

"It's not difficult."

"My mother asked a passing white magician for help."

"It was just a simple favor, but the white mage refused."

"The reason is that he was rushing to a date with a girl."

"In the end, my mother died in a slum alley."

"How ironic that a mother who pursued morality died because of others' contempt for morality..."

Thor could guess what happened next.

Guerrero was devastated by this immoral world.

For his sister's sake, he was chosen by Green Snake, who also grew up in the slums, and invited to join the organization.

He ultimately chose to betray his morals to earn money and support his sister.

His mother spent her entire life teaching him to be a kind and good person.

But he could never become a kind and good person.

Guerrero killed many people and caused many families to be destroyed.

This is precisely why he broke down in his dream.

In his dream, his mother transformed into a vengeful ghost, constantly questioning him about why he had become such a person.

This was not just a dream from Thor's magic, but also a dream that he constantly had in his daily life.

His mother's questioning became his nightmare.

After hearing all this, Thor remained calm and said:

"I'm asking you, are you happy right now?"

Are you happy with everything you've done?

Guerrero paused for a moment, then replied:

"I guess so... I'd say I was happy."

Although his actions were far from benevolent, he still enjoys his current life.

He enjoys the pleasure he gets from tormenting others, and he also enjoys the pleasure that money brings.

He was also very satisfied that he had left enough money for his sister.

"That solves the problem, doesn't it?" Thor laughed.

Do you think your mother will be angry because you're happy?

Guerrero had never really thought about this kind of question before.

He thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"That...that's definitely not possible."

Thor leaned back in his chair, looking relaxed, and spread his hands, saying:

So that's why.

"Having morality is just your mother's way of making herself happy."

"Perhaps the way you make yourself happy is precisely the way you violate morality."

"Your mother will eventually understand you, and she will definitely want you to be happy."

Guerrero was somewhat surprised.

The logic behind these statements seems to hold true.

Thor patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, I'm not a good person either."

"While I cannot fully condone the evil deeds you committed, I understand your helplessness."

"If you had a choice, you would definitely want to wear a smart suit and attend the ball in a respectable manner."

"Instead of killing people in the alleys of the slums."

Guerrero's eyes were filled with emotion.

As if she had found a kindred spirit, she poured out her grievances to Thor.

From being bullied by neighbors as a child to sharing her younger sister's life experiences with Thor as an adult.

Thor patiently listened to what he had to say.

None of these statements mentioned anything about the organization.

After Guerrero finished speaking...

Thor finally spoke:

"In fact, even if you keep quiet, your sister may still be in danger."

"You think your organization would gamble, and you didn't tell your sister the information?"

Guerrero hesitated.

"But they promised..."

"promise?"

Thor interrupted him.

"Then why don't you believe our promise to protect your sister?"

Guerrero frowned, pondering the meaning of Thor's words.

Indeed, both sides are making a promise to protect their younger sister.

At least the guardhouse did not resort to vigilante justice.

Even Thor only made verbal threats and didn't actually take any action.

As for his own organization, he has no further use to them, and what will happen next is still unknown.

After a fierce internal struggle, he finally spoke.

"Are you really promising to protect my sister?"

"Of course," Thor said.

......

Soon after, Guerrero confessed in front of the others.

The organization's name is "Gale".

The founder was Viscount Oliver, the eldest son of the Oscar family.

Green Snake is one of the organization's executives, but he is relatively weak.

Their purpose was to carry out human sacrifices, and the ritual arrays for these sacrifices were scattered throughout various places.

Guerrero and his group's only goal was to obtain offerings, which would then be transported by the captain to the vicinity of various magic circles, awaiting the execution of the human sacrifice.

He recounted all the underground venues he had previously participated in, which were then recorded by Herbert.

Dozens of venues were notified.

These sites also include the Harlan Slaughterhouse.

This means that the two things are related.

This is Guerrero's testimony.

Herbert looked at Thor with some surprise.

It's hard to imagine that Thor ultimately solved the problem.

This spoiled brat turned out to be surprisingly reliable.

He quickly contacted headquarters to relay this information.

Ysera listened patiently to what was said, then looked at Thor with a mixture of doubt and approval in her eyes.

She didn't speak, not because she was aloof.

It's because the silencing spell she cast on herself hasn't ended yet.

At that moment, he couldn't say a word.

Isera understood in her heart.

Thor's performance just now was not something that could be easily achieved.

In her daily work, she comes into contact with many people who are feeling down.

Faced with people's prayers and suffering, she also wanted to help them.

But she always seemed to fall just short.

She can comfort others, but only superficially; she can never truly reach their hearts.

Thor is different; he seems to be a natural social master, able to deeply understand the other person's pain points.

After the interrogation, Thor led the saintess to an open space outside, making sure no one was eavesdropping.

He must explain everything that happened today.

"I'm sorry, Miss Saint."

"I put drugs in that glass of water just now; I was originally going to give it to the prisoner."

"But don't worry, this medicine has undergone strict quality control and has absolutely no side effects."

He made that up.

He really didn't know if the medicine had any side effects.

Ysera released the silence spell from herself.

She probably guessed this situation.

"It's alright, I should thank you."

"If I finish this task early, I can go home and sleep."

Ysera would never have said that under normal circumstances.

But she is different today.

Perhaps it's all because of the medication.

For some reason, Ysera felt exceptionally relaxed when she took off her disguise.

"I admire you very much, Thor."

"You are a natural social butterfly."

"I hope I can be like you in the future."

These are Isera's true feelings.

Ysera: Affection increased by 6.

Current favorability rating: 16/100

From Thor's perspective, the level of favorability has changed.

"Then you should go back to sleep too, I have something to take care of."

After saying that, Thor prepared to leave.

"By the way, about Julia," Isera called out to him.

She originally wanted to ask Julia if she was alright.

As a result, the words changed when they reached the tip of his tongue.

"I'm worried that she'll be influenced by you and go astray."

I accidentally blurted out the truth.

Thor, unperturbed, offered words of comfort:

"It's okay, I don't get along with her."

Since they've already come up with that excuse about the master-servant discord from last time, they'll just have to keep using it.

Moreover, Thor always felt that his closeness with Julia would provoke Ysera's hostility.

The master and servant should keep a proper distance from Ysera next time.

"Thor, forget what I just said."

"That was just a joke." Isera realized she could lie again.

Thor didn't want to expose such an obvious lie, so he left silently.

Ysera was left alone in the cold wind.

"Hmm? Why do I suddenly feel so hot?"

Standing in the cold wind, Ysera felt a slight abnormality in her body.

"He's probably just too tired..."

She didn't think much of it and quietly went home.