Chapter 426: Interrogation, the Battle Ceiling with a Question Mark

Puff!

A cup of cold water was poured on the human youth's face, and he opened his eyes in a daze.

He subconsciously wanted to touch the wound on his face, but his bound hands made him shudder and quickly wake up.

"Who are you? Where is this place?

What is that... dwarf who attacked me?" The young man's calm voice was a little nervous.

Pah! Pah! Pah!

Aaron couldn't help but clap his hands, "Good question, what you want to ask is what I want to know."

Before the young man could react, a cold sword was placed on his neck.

"Name?" Aaron asked coldly.

"Caspian." The young man's mouth twitched, and he added: "The tenth, Caspian the tenth."

"Looks like a person of status, either a noble or a royal family!" Aaron looked at him playfully and continued to ask: "Gender?"

"Ah?"

Caspian was confused.

Is there something wrong with this person's eyes? Is there any need to ask?

"Didn't you understand? Or do you want me to see it myself?" Aaron glanced at him with disdain, "Fuck, you're a pervert!

It makes me, a handsome 15-year-old boy, want to wash my eyes."

"Male, male, I'm a man." Caspian said hurriedly, and then seemed to realize something, "You're only 15 years old?"

"Don't you look like it?"

"No, I mean you kidnapped someone at the age of 15... It's a bit inappropriate!"

Aaron nodded and sighed, "I can't help it, I'm also in a dilemma!"

Caspian I felt relieved immediately. This young man seemed to still have a conscience. "How about you let me go first?"

"Haha!"

"I'm not a bad person, and I won't hurt you, really."

"Tsk!" Aaron curled his lips in disdain. "It's written in our family's ancestral precepts that bad people never say they are bad people."

Hearing this, Caspian almost laughed out of anger. "What do you want to let me go?"

"If your answer satisfies me." Aaron said lightly, "What place is this?"

"The forest!"

Pop!

The cold sword gently hit Caspian's cheek, "Brother, do you think I'm easy to fool just because I'm young?

I'm not uneducated, don't treat me like that, okay?"

Feeling the cold touch on his face, Caspian swallowed his saliva, "I don't know where this place is. The forest was designated as a restricted area a long time ago. This is the first time I've come here since I was a child."

"I'm very dissatisfied with this answer." Aaron shook his head helplessly, then slowly stood up, raised his sword, and made a gesture to chop.

The cold light chopped down on his head, and Caspian's face turned pale in an instant, and he hurriedly said, "I know where this is."

"That's right, a man who knows the times is a hero!" Aaron sheathed the sword and then made a gesture of invitation, "Continue."

"Can you let me go for what I said?" Caspian said tremblingly.

The momentum of Aaron's sword swinging just now really scared him. It was the first time in his life that he felt that kind of momentum. The generals of the kingdom and even his uncle could not compare to it.

"Do you think you are qualified to negotiate with me?"

"I only have this life left." Caspian said directly, "If you don't agree, just kill me."

"Hahaha..." Aaron couldn't help laughing, and then gave Caspian a thumbs up, "I like your unruly look, I hope you can still be so arrogant later."

Caspian's heart skipped a beat, wouldn't he be tortured to extract a confession?

Why am I so unlucky? Just out of the wolf's den, it's like a tiger's den, what kind of child is this?

Aaron didn't know what Caspian was thinking, he got a glass of cold water from the kettle, then lifted a piece of bed sheet next to Caspian and poured it on him.

Puff! Cough cough!

The dwarf woke up instantly, and the next moment he clearly knew his situation.

He acted very calmly, looking straight at Aaron and said, "You knocked me out."

"You and he are both tied up, and there is no fourth person here." Aaron smiled shyly, "If nothing unexpected happens, it will be me."

"Despicable, sneak attack, woo woo woo..."

Halfway through his words, the dwarf's mouth was blocked by a piece of bread.

Aaron skillfully drew out his sword and put it on the dwarf's neck, "Next, I ask questions and you answer.

If I am not satisfied, you know the consequences."

In desperation, the dwarf nodded and surrendered.

"Name?"

"Nikaburi."

"Gender?"

"Can't you see, I'm a man."

"What's my race?"

"Dwarf."

Aaron smiled with satisfaction, then looked at Caspian, "I'll give you another chance, otherwise I think he will tell me some information that you know but don't know much about, right?"

Caspian nodded blankly, but his heart was filled with gloom.

I thought he could bargain, but he didn't expect that the buyer would just change.

"I say." Caspian said bitterly, "This forest may be ancient Narnia..."

"Just this forest?" The dwarf interrupted with a sneer, "You Tanmores are really good at tampering with history."

"No..."

"You appeared in our kingdom hundreds of years ago, destroyed our homes, slaughtered our people, and used our wealth and resources to build an indestructible castle. The survivors can only hide in the forest to survive." The dwarf shouted at Aaron in a low voice.

"Uh... misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding.

Don't look at me with such hatred, I'm not from Tanmore."

"You are not from Tanmore?" Caspian said in astonishment, but he soon thought of something, "That's right, the Tanmores all know Prince Caspian, but you know nothing about it.

Who are you?"

"There is no need to tell you, Your Highness." Aaron chuckled, "If you are really curious, I can make up one, such as a traveler from the other side of the ocean.

But the history here is similar to what I analyzed, a group of pirates destroyed A magical kingdom was created, a new kingdom was built on its ruins, and it has been settled here for hundreds of years... It's really weird. "

Caspian was speechless for a moment, and weakly turned his eyes to the dwarves, "I thought the Narnians were extinct."

"Oh! I'm sorry to disappoint you."

"You two, please recognize your situation, okay?" Aaron waved his hand, "There are a few more questions. If your answers satisfy me, I will let you go."

"Are you serious?" Caspian asked doubtfully.

"Of course." Aaron nodded solemnly, then looked at the two people seriously, "Who is the strongest among the Narnian survivors and the Tammer people?"

"I can't answer you this." Nikaburi said, "If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the bullman, they are very big."

"Excuse me, are you referring to the dwarves when you say big?"

"Of course not." Nikaburi felt insulted and explained, "They are much taller than humans, and they are also very strong."

"Okay! I understand." Aaron thought that the bullman should be similar to the troll, but with a relatively high IQ.

He turned his eyes to Caspian, "What's your answer?"

"The most powerful person in the kingdom should be the general, his swordsmanship is a little better than mine." Caspian said.

"Just swordsmanship?"

"In a sword fight, he can defeat five elite soldiers."

Hearing this, Aaron raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth even raised a curve.

After the appraisal, the current inhabitants of this world pose no threat to him. He is the real ceiling of combat power, standing at a height that others can hardly look up to.

"I am very satisfied with your answer." Aaron clapped his hands and said, "Although I don't trust you very much, I can see that you didn't lie to me."

"The second question is, does Narnia have supernatural powers, such as magic."

Caspian and Nikaburi looked at each other.

"There is such a legend." Caspian said, "When Aslan roars, winter ends, and when he shakes his mane, spring will come again."

"Aslan?"

"A lion." Nikaburi said lightly.

"In the legend, Aslan defeated the White Witch who controlled the winter for a hundred years and brought spring to Narnia.

He canonized four human kings and brought peace and prosperity to Narnia." Caspian explained further.

Hearing this, Aaron's heart suddenly sank, and he felt that his combat power ceiling should be questionable.

A wizard who can live for more than a hundred years is definitely not a good person, let alone Aslan who can defeat her.

Thinking of the magic potion in his pocket, he suddenly felt that the world was not as simple as it seemed.

There are definitely not many people who can match him, but they do exist.

"When our home was attacked, the four kings did not show up, and Aslan did not show up either." Nikaburi said pessimistically, "They gave up on us and Narnia.

Maybe this is just a legend, they don't exist at all."

"No, past experience tells me that legends are based on reality, and what he said is probably true."

"It's true." Caspian said, "It took my teacher a long time to find Queen Susan's horn, the one I blew before."

"That's why I didn't kill you immediately." Nikaburi said, "I don't believe in legends, but that doesn't mean others don't believe in them."

"Does this horn have any special meaning?" Aaron asked puzzledly.

"Most Narnians believe that the horn can bring back the four kings of ancient Narnia."

"Waterfalk!"

Aaron rolled his eyes at Caspian.

Why are you blowing it up?

If he was calling back four ordinary people, it would be fine. But if he was calling back four powerful wizards, he would be in trouble. More importantly, the four pieces of equipment on him would belong to the four kings. He would have to give them to the kings or not.