This isn't a souls-like game at all.

"Tell us the identity of the magician who helped you and tell us everything you experienced that night. Only then will you have a chance to survive."

"..."

Timothy seemed not to hear. He closed his eyes, his chest rising and falling slightly. There were so many whip marks on his body that they had already festered, and the blood had coagulated into scabs and had long since dried up.

Apparently, his interrogation and torture had been going on for a long time, but no one had gotten any useful information from him.

Even the old woman who was well versed in interrogation felt extremely upset about this.

A man of iron will and determination is actually nothing. Even if their will is as strong as iron, it will soften under the erosion of dark forces.

But the Highlander in front of him was different. As a subhuman race and descendant of giant monster warriors, the Highlander seemed to be naturally resistant to dark forces.

Therefore, the sacred hymns that are so effective for humans are less effective for him than the pain of flesh and blood.

Oh, that was wrong, not even pain could bring this Highlander to his knees.

Thinking of this, the old woman finally lost her patience and said coldly:

"A stubborn Highlander is nothing, and neither is the Shuoye Highland Tribe behind you. Blindly asserting your power will only bring fear and disaster to you and your tribe."

"Then let your knights fight their way to the Longshuo Plateau."

Hearing this, Timothy finally opened his eyes.

His orange-red eyes held a hint of disdain and contempt as he looked down at the short woman in front of him and sneered hoarsely:

"Conquering the Highlanders who dare to compete with the dragons for food is not something you can do with just words, witch."

“How stupid!!”

The old woman was filled with rage, her face ferocious and terrifying.

"You're about to die, yet you still dare to speak so brazenly? Left and right, whip!"

The two knights by the door finally moved, each holding a long reddish-brown whip and walking forward.

The long whip was filled with a strong smell of blood, and there was minced meat mixed in the cracks. I wonder how many prisoners were beaten to death by it.

"No, no whip this time!"

The two knights had just stood still and raised their whips to strike when they heard the old woman who had retreated to the back speak coldly.

"Give me a blunt knife and cut off the root from his crotch. The mistress only said to spare his life, but she doesn't care if he is disabled or not..."

The old woman smiled sinisterly, her eyes fixed on the huge thing swinging between Timothy's legs, the corners of her mouth almost reaching her ears.

"As expected of a strong man from the Highlands, your penis is magnificent. Once I refine your flesh into a meat stick, I will let you taste it for yourself! How do you think?"

"???"

When Ye Yiyi heard this, she was suddenly stunned.

You old witch, you're playing such a perverted game! !

He knew that torture was very cruel and bloody, but it seemed that his imagination was not rich enough.

Cut off the living thing and make it into a meat dish?

Can it still be used after it has been cut off?

Old witch, you actually have this skill?

"Ah!"

Timothy sneered, looking down at the old woman with his animal eyes, but he said nothing and just closed his eyes.

The two knights looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.

They are knights after all, how can they do such "dirty" work?

But the old woman was so enraged by the Highlanders' contemptuous and indifferent look that she couldn't help but howl loudly.

"What are you still standing there for? Go!"

"You don't have to go."

Ye Yiyi appeared in front of the steel gate, and then looked down at the stunned old woman beside him with contempt.

"You old wall lamp are so disgusting, even I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Crackling!!"

He suddenly turned his head, and two silver-white lightning bolts shot out from his eyes, hitting the two dark knights.

Violent arcs of electricity raced across the knight's armor, shocking him so much that his entire body convulsed and he fell to the ground, a wisp of green smoke rising from his body.

The Highlander Timothy was also shocked by this sudden change. When he saw the face of the person coming, he suddenly widened his eyes and showed a look of surprise.

"Ms. Michaela!! It's you!"

"M…Micaela?"

The old woman was startled, then looked at the young man beside her with lightning in his eyes, and suddenly a great fear arose in her heart.

"Mikaela? Mikaela! How could it be Mikaela!? Is it the God-killing Mikaela?"

"Hey! Old witch, do you recognize me?"

Ye Yiyi looked at the old woman with a look of panic on her face, grinned coldly, released the dung beetle to cancel the crystallization, and nodded in the direction of Timothy.

The dung beetle swung its large horns, flapped its thin wings, and flew at high speed, cutting through all the heavy chains that bound Timothy.

"Timothy, this old witch is planning to cut off your vagina and make a meat stick. Tell me what to do with her."

Timothy rubbed his wrist, stood up with the help of a wooden stake, stared at the stunned old woman with his animal eyes, and then picked up a knight's sword from the ground.

"For the Highlanders, killing prisoners is a disgrace to a warrior's honor! So, I will give her a quick death!"

"No, no, no, you can't kill me! You can't kill me!"

The old woman was terrified and fell into the corner with her crutches, curling up into a small ball.

"I am a servant of the Dark Mistress and a priest of the Dark Cult! I hold a high position! You cannot kill me!!"

"What is Gouba Dark Mistress? Who are you trying to scare?"

Ye Yiyi sneered, and suddenly two deep black lights shot out from his eyes, penetrating the black magic on the old woman's body and corroding her left hand, which was secretly reaching for the hymn book, into a pool of minced meat.

"Clap!"

The black book wrapped in gold edges fell to the ground. The old woman stared blankly at the flesh and blood melting into mud, revealing her left hand with its white bones. Suddenly, she screamed!

"what……!"

But the shrill scream stopped abruptly.

Timothy strode forward with his dick swung between his legs, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight into his throat.

The old woman's eyes were filled with horror, and she saw the Highlander raise his large hand like a palm-leaf fan, grab her forehead, and lift her up.

Then he twisted his hand, turned the sword, and cut off the head along the cheek. He held it in his hand, leaving only a hunched body with a shining jaw sitting on the ground.

"It's quite enjoyable, but the blood spray is a bit high."

Ye Yiyi took two steps back in disgust, called on his puppet hand to pick up the book, and then shot out rays of ancient dark magic from his eyes, completely corroding the old woman's flesh and blood into mud.

"Unfortunately, it's still a step too late."

As he took the book, he heard Timothy muttering to himself.

"What's too late?"

He asked curiously, and then heard heavy footsteps coming from outside through the door.

"This is the castle where the knights are stationed, and there are a large number of knights guarding it from the outside."

Timothy threw the head aside and turned to strip the armor of the other two knights.

"Time is running out, Sir Michaela. We have to find a way to escape."

"Escape? There's no need."

Ye Yiyi shook his head and casually waved a crystal blue light, which fell on the highlander and replenished his vitality.

"Tell me first, how did they catch you? Did someone see through my magic?"

"..."

Timothy's hands froze inexplicably.

"I'm sorry, sir..."

He tore off a coat and tied it around his waist, half-knelt on the ground, turned around and looked at Ye Yiyi straight in the eye, but lowered his head and whispered:

"I was caught because I had to reveal my identity while rescuing Suo Liuya."

"Save Suo Liuya?"

Ye Yiyi raised his eyebrows, feeling quite puzzled.

"I remember telling you back then that Soliuya was most likely sent to her doom by the Dark Knights. It's no surprise she was captured after returning safely. Why did you save her? Even at the cost of exposing yourself?"

"Lady Soliuya saved my life, Lady Michaela."

Timothy's voice was low, and although he felt guilty, he did not regret it.

"That night, Your Excellency Soliuya saved my life from the Demon Devourer. You are well aware of this."

"Alas...I do know."

Ye Yiyi sighed deeply, and his eyes became complicated when he looked at Timothy.

The Highlanders are indeed affectionate and loyal, and will repay a favor.

"Did you rescue her?"

"No……"

Timothy bowed his head deeply.

"I successfully infiltrated the castle disguised as a knight, but I couldn't get close to the bunker where Soliuya was. I was discovered halfway through and my identity was exposed."

"Later, the Dark Knight discovered that I was the mercenary who had taken on that mission, so he imprisoned me here and questioned me about what happened that night, as well as your identity, Sir Michaela..."

"But I promise that my words about your identity..."

"Okay, I know you're a tight-lipped person."

Ye Yiyi interrupted him, turned her head and looked at the iron door that could be heard unlocking, her tone gentle.

"You're willing to give up even that job, and you're not willing to tell the truth. You're a real man. I wasn't wrong about you."

"Then now..."

Timothy looked up at the door in embarrassment.

"Lock the door. I'm going to change my clothes."

"what?"

Timothy was stunned for a moment, then saw Ye Yiyi quickly take off his mercenary leather armor and put on the magician's armor.

At this moment he finally reacted, rushed forward and pulled the door tightly.

Soon, Ye Yiyi turned back into "Michaela".

"Okay, you step back."

He held the Moonlight Spear in his hand and spoke casually.

"it is good!"

Timothy took a step back, took the potion thrown to him by Ye Yiyi, pulled out the cork, tilted his head back and poured it into his mouth.

"Clang!!"

The gate opened, and a group of fully armed knights stood guard in front of it, their weapons pointing directly inside.

“Who are you!!”

The leading knight was wearing sky blue armor, a sleeveless tunic on the outside, and animal horn pauldrons on his shoulders. He held a long sword and pointed it at him with a stern tone.

Ye Yiyi raised his eyes from under the wide brim of his hat and glanced at the knights expressionlessly.

Since Tiehui City is close to the Forest of Ten Thousand Stone Crystals and is an ancient city passed down from ancient times, it is not the headquarters of a certain knight order.

Therefore, in addition to the Dark Knight, there are also knights from other knight orders stationed in the castle.