Chapter 421 Interrogation

The town's dungeon remained unchanged from when he arrived a year ago.

Large-scale infrastructure construction has not taken care of this place. Although the houses and roads above have all changed their appearance and become regular and bright, the underground prisons are still filled with a rotten and dilapidated atmosphere. Moss had grown on the stone walls, and dirty water flowed down the steps, making a noisy ticking sound.

The only difference is that there are not many prisoners left in the dungeon.

As the territory expanded and developed, people could always find a job to fill their stomachs as long as they were willing to work. Those villains who refused to repent were all sent to the mines by Roland, where they were naturally given whips and sticks to teach them the principles of life.

Since the cell on the bottom floor was damaged by Anna and there was no need to repair it, the entrance was simply sealed and abandoned. Roland followed Iron Ax to the center of the third-floor prison and saw the imprisoned priest, who was also the only prisoner on this floor.

The other party was not hung on a torture rack, or looked like he had been beaten to a bloody pulp. In short, it was completely different from the torture scene Roland had expected. He was sitting in a corner of the cell against the cold wall. His clothes were basically intact, but he looked a little sluggish, his face was pale, and his eyes were blank, as if he had lost focus.

"Is he okay?" Roland asked in a low voice.

"It's not a big problem, Your Highness," Tie Axe bent down and replied, "If you have any questions, just ask him directly."

The prince nodded. It seemed that the Sand People's torture method was indeed unique, but he was not very interested in how Iron Ax did it, and he didn't want to find out whether it was humane, as long as he could get the results. He cleared his throat, sat on the wooden bench next to the cell, and said through the iron bars, "What's your name?"

"Are you the Fourth Prince of Graycastle...Roland Wimbledon?" The other party's eyes changed slightly, "Look...look at what you have done. You have released the power of the devil."

"His Highness is asking for your name," Iron Ax said coldly, "If you don't want to repeat last night's punishment, it's best not to talk unnecessary nonsense."

The priest's expression suddenly froze, and he paused for a moment before lowering his head and saying, "My...my name is Campas."

"I heard that you are from the Holy City of Hermes?" Roland looked at the other person, "Who is the witch traveling with you? Is she also from the Holy City? What position does she hold in the church?"

"She..." Campas hesitated, and after a long time he responded, "Her name is Aurora. She is Lord Tyfulon's pure person and does not hold a position in the church."

"Tefren?" The prince thought for a while, as if he had seen this name somewhere before.

"He is one of the three archbishops of the Holy City, responsible for the external affairs of the church, and is also the most important person after the Pope," the priest explained.

Roland finally remembered that he had indeed seen this man at the celebration in the royal capital. On that day, King Wimbledon III held a grand coming-of-age ceremony for Tilly Wimbledon, and the bishop sent by the church to preside over the ceremony was none other than Teflon. In the picture in his memory, the other person looked like a kind old man, with a smile full of care and compassion, as if nothing ugly in the world could be related to him.

"What is the pure?"

Campas hesitated again, and until Iron Ax scolded him, he reluctantly confessed, "The Pure Ones are witches trained by the church. Only bishops or the pope can control them. I know a lot about these people." not much."

Roland scratched his ears and asked Nightingale for confirmation. The response he got was that the other party was not lying.

"How many people know that there are witches hidden in the church?"

The priest shook his head, "I was only informed by Master Teflon in the past two years, and he told me never to mention it to other believers, so... I don't know who has heard the news."

It seemed that the church kept a very tight lid on cultivating pure persons, which at least meant that they did not openly implement two sets of guidelines internally. Roland thought that this was undoubtedly good news for him. In the past, he had only guessed, but now it has finally been confirmed. There is one more piece of evidence that can destroy the church's faith. If believers know that the doctrines they believe to be the truth are just fictitious waste paper, the church is secretly doing so under the guise of suppressing the forces of the devil. What kind of wonderful expression will you show when you adopt the devil's minions?

"What is your purpose in planning to frame the Lord of Falling Dragon Ridge? Why do you want to take her to Hermes later?"

"I don't know. My mission is just to monitor Aurora's actions. Only she knows the specific purpose. As for the change of mind later, it was because Aurora discovered that the lord was a real witch, and the new Pope asked us to arrest him. The witches who arrived were sent to the Holy City for purification.”

"Purification," Roland sneered, "Do you believe this? If the purified witches... no, the pure ones are innocent, why does the church still hide their existence?"

"Because...because some believers are not pious enough, so they can only use this method first..." His voice became lower and lower, and finally he closed his mouth.

The prince sneered twice, "Where do you plan to go after you leave Dragon Falling Ridge?"

"Chishui City."

"what's next?"

"Fortress of Despair."

"Any more?"

"There are only these three cities." After revealing the information about the Pure Ones, the priest seemed to have given up resistance and replied numbly, "Lord Teflon has not said the return date. Before the new order is issued, we will be in a desperate situation. Stay at the fort.”

This answer is consistent with the content of the secret message seized from the witch, "Why did you choose these three cities?"

Campas shook his head.

It seems that this guy doesn't know much. For the church, he is just a piece of insurance placed next to the pure ones. Roland rubbed his chin and thought to himself, Falling Dragon Ridge is in the south, Chishui City is in the middle of the kingdom, and Castle of Despair is at the junction of the north and the west. There is basically no connection. It is not a pass or a hub city. Even if the church wants to overthrow Graycastle, It should be impossible to pick them first.

If there were any similarities between them, it would probably be that the three cities happened to fall on the border of the Western Region. A thought suddenly came to his mind. Could it be that the envoy's action was actually aimed at him?

…

The interrogation continued until evening. Roland sorted out the information he had obtained and when he stood up to leave, he noticed that the priest was leaning against the wall motionless, like a living corpse. He neither begged for mercy nor scolded himself, which surprised him. , "Why don't you ask me what I plan to do with you?"

"You used torture to force me to say this... the gods will see it," Campas said with his eyes closed. "It is the gods who will judge me in the end, not you. As for how you will deal with me, it makes no difference. "

"Your Highness, leave him to me for one more night," Tie Ax said solemnly, "I will make him change his attitude."

"No need, let's do it." Since the other party has said what needs to be said, Roland is not interested in torture just for the sake of torture. "He will be judged, not by the gods... but by the people."

(To be continued.)