Re:Zero - Jobless Reincarnation: Succubus Sword God? I don't recognize it!

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"But here comes the problem."

"If the consequences of revealing this 'secret' are very serious, even threatening the safety of his entire family, then the threat of death will not be so frightening to him, because they know that death is only a moment away."

"After this moment, there will be liberation."

"Since death is not so scary, why not refuse to tell your secrets and grit your teeth? Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope if you don't tell, right?"

"How to do?"

"the answer is"

"Let him linger on the edge of death for a long time, keep staring at death, and continue to feel the fear."

"After the mind is broken, the 'secret' is no longer a secret."

Alan smiled and watched as Sauros stared straight into his eyes.

"This is the meaning of torture. It is simple, fast, effective, and very suitable for this era."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled Thomas out of the water, and the latter began to breathe rapidly when he came out of the water. Although Alan only said a few words, he had already been in a posture of scolding Alan from the very beginning, and he began to choke on water the moment he entered the water. At this time, he was furious and turned around to speak again.

Then Alan inserted him into the water again.

Still struggling hard, a series of bubbles emerged from the water, popping on the surface, and his feet kept rubbing against the ground, and soon.

The edges of the trousers, made of exquisite material, had been worn into strands of fabric flowers, which were repeatedly wiped on the ground with sticky blood.

In the sunlight, it is washed orange-red by the splashes of the fountain.

Everyone stared at his legs in a daze, and this extremely painful body language was reflected in everyone's pupils.

Helpless, suffocating, unable to resist, dark, and obstruction of the five senses.

Wandering on the brink of death, staring at death continuously, for a long time, and irresistibly.

But I can't embrace death.

this.

It's water torture.

Sauros watched this scene, his eyes slowly narrowed, staring straight at Alan, who seemed to be aware of his gaze and looked back indifferently.

He raised his hand and pulled Thomas out of the water again. The latter took a quick breath and immediately spoke in a hurry.

"Don't!! Don't do this!! What do you want to do? I'm the lord's butler. Ugh!!"

Thomas was pushed into the water again by Allen. Allen's fighting spirit was released, pressing his face firmly above the water surface. He could only struggle in vain.

But this time Alan quickly pulled Thomas out of the water.

The latter was panting, looking at the rippling water in the pool, his face was pale, his lips trembling, as if he had completely forgotten the pain of his broken wrist.

"What on earth are you doing! What are you doing! Don't do this!!"

Alan felt that Thomas had completely stopped releasing his fighting spirit, so he arched his eyebrows, leaned over to the other's face, and asked word by word very slowly but forcefully.

"I just want to ask you a simple question, which is"

"Who did you leak the information about Mayor Philip's trip to in advance?"

Thomas's expression froze, he quickly glanced at Sauros in the distance, and spoke without hesitation.

"I don't!"

Alan looked Thomas in the eyes.

"lie."

Thomas spoke in panic as a huge force hit him from above!

"stop!!"

Chapter 112: Drowning in water, who is it a threat to?

The water was so close that Thomas even felt the tip of his nose was already submerged in the water. He was just about to make up some lies.

But the next moment, before he could open his mouth, he was thrown into the water again!

This time it took a very long time, so long that his chest cavity was filled with water and his lungs were completely soaked before they were "pulled out". When the water came out, Thomas gasped and coughed rapidly, and kept vomiting water, but Alan changed his previous slow tone, and a rapid and unyielding voice immediately rang in his ears!

"Who?"

"Ahem! Big.Darius!!"

"lie."

"It's really him!"

Into the water.

Pull it up again.

"Who?"

Crying tone.

"Ahem!! Darius!! Darius!! It's really Darius! I'm not lying, I'm not lying!!!"

"lie."

"No!!"

"Who else?"

"Darius said he got help! I didn't know!"

"lie."

Enter the water and pull up.

"Who is the helper?"

"Ahem! I really don't know! I really don't know!!!"

"How was the message delivered?"

“Believe it! Believe it!!”

"Where is the letter?"

Thomas was silent for a moment, and then a huge force hit him, and the water surface suddenly enlarged in his pupils.

"Under the bed!!! Under the bed!!!!"

How much physical torture and mental terror does waterboarding bring to people?

Thomas's incontinent lower body might explain this.

He was trembling all over as he looked at the water that had soaked into his nose, the surface of the water surging with its usual ripples an inch in front of him.

This 'harmless' ripple now seemed like a lightless abyss.

Thomas swallowed and moved his eyeballs slowly with trembling hands.

Eye side.

A very close distance.

Dark grey pupils.

'Float' on the water.

Don't blink.

This is the gaze from 'death'.

next moment.

Death spoke.

"Are you afraid?"

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