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“Tch tch tch. You failed this mission as well, Old Idril. Just what I
expected from you. Another pathetic performance. Another
excellent reason to punish you.”
“At least take responsibility for your failure and stop screaming.
A high-ranking entity like mine has to come down in this filth to
teach you a lesson in humility.
You should be glad that I’m giving you special treatment. And
you are not even grateful for all that I do for you. What a
shame… what a shame…”
The green-eyed old man had lost all the anger in his eyes. It was
because that emotion was lost along with the huge amount of
blood his wounds had gushed out due to the torture. His Adept-
ranked body was only allowed to assure its survival. Otherwise,
he would have died long ago.
Reva also had to admit that this old man had a special talent for
bearing the torture he was subjected to. All of her reasons for
torturing him were nothing but bullshit.
The Paladin of Pain wanted to see this old man break in front of
her completely. So she would find ways to do just that– giving
him tough missions knowing he would fail and then blaming the
failure on him. This was so she could torture him on her whims.
Shalen Craft was Eren’s handler. She was standing not too far
away from the two. This was a scene she had seen countless
times. Even an assassin like her felt a bit of pity for the old man.
But it wasn’t enough to make her stop the Paladin of Pain from
what she was doing.
‘How… How was that my fault? The info was all wrong. The
healer in that party was nothing like the profile you had given us
of him. He could use silent sound-element spells to heal himself
and his allies.
‘By the… by the time we realized it, it was already too late. The
mission was doomed to fail from the very beginning with the
wrong…’
Eren’s face turned from left to right and then from right to left
under the constant barrage of slaps Reva had unleashed on him.
His cheekbones and his jaw were about to crack before Reva
stopped slapping him.
Eren’s face turned bloody and his cheeks bled from many places
at once. The skin tore from extreme blunt force trauma instead
of getting cut.
You could target the healer first. You could yank out their vocal
cords to prevent them from casting spells. You could have
become a fucking killing machine and butchered your
opponents up before they even had a chance to retaliate.
A chuckle was heard in the underground facility for the first time
since its creation. Soon, that chuckle turned into laughter.
“Heh! You are right. You are absolutely right, Paladin of Pain.
That was my mistake. That was all my mistake. You’d have to
forgive me. Here’s what I have learned from my mistakes.
Please correct me if I’m wrong.
Second- Yank out the healers’ vocal cords to prevent them from
casting silent spells.
Reva Rain was a bit taken aback by the old man’s demeanor and
the peculiar shine in his eyes. She felt like she was messing with
someone who she shouldn’t mess with at all. But she discarded
all of her instincts after considering the situation he was in.
“Speak.”
“You are a healer too, right? What happens when your enemy
adopts the same strategy for you as well? With your dying
breath, will you curse your enemy at that time? Or will you be
awed by their efficient killing mechanism?”
“No answer, huh? I guess there’s only one way to find out.
Hehehehe!”
The Paladin of Pain stepped back as she felt Eren’s presence
that was turning sinister by the second. It was Shalen who
found out that the X-shaped torture device had malfunctioned
for some reason and allowed Eren to use mana for himself. She
operated the device and controlled the old man’s presence.