The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

"Anyway, in my eyes, you are no different from an eighth-level special-grade card maker. In a few years, you will definitely become someone I can't reach."

"Of course, there are arrogant nobles who don't know their own limitations everywhere, there's nothing we can do about it."

After hearing the lord's explanation, Dekan nodded.

Reasonable and fair.

This lord was clearly the other extreme of the arrogant nobles, an overly clear-headed and steady noble.

"I need your help."

After taking his seat, Dekan pulled his chair forward a bit, looked at the lord, and began to speak.

Now that the lord's attitude has been determined.

Then Dekan didn't hold back at all.

"Hold on."

The lord, who had not yet taken his seat, turned his head and waved for the servants in the room to leave, then picked up the wine bottle on the table.

After the door was closed, the lord walked to Dekan's side and personally poured him a glass of wine.

Then the lord looked at Dekan with expectant eyes and asked in a low voice:

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

The lord would naturally not miss an opportunity to do Dekan a favor.

Any investment in Dekan now could potentially yield returns a thousandfold or even tenfold in the future.

“I want to personally interrogate the two Resurrected believers I captured.”

Dekan's casual remark made the lord's hand holding the wine bottle tremble.

Sending Dekan to interrogate prisoners was clearly a serious violation of regulations.

Even if these two prisoners were indeed captured by Dekan.

But rules are rules.

Moreover, these two prisoners were serious offenders of the Resurrection Church.

Even the city of Tristine did not have permission to conduct the interrogation.

It needs to be handed over to the capital, and may even need to be further handed over to the Kingdom Federation.

However, the lord quickly returned to his seat and raised his wine glass in a gesture of respect:

"What is interrogation? When you were reporting the case earlier, you couldn't remember some key details, so it was necessary to go and see the prisoner to verify the situation. This is undoubtedly reasonable."

After listening to the lord's reply.

With a smile on his face, Dekan raised his glass without hesitation and drank it all in one gulp.

The lord has already said those words.

Dekan will have to try to reform these two prisoners.

107 Dekan's Gambling Dog Interrogation Method

"Shall we rest tonight?"

The lord seemed to have tacitly agreed that Dekan would be staying at the lord's manor tonight.

After all, Dekan seemed very satisfied with the place.

"If you could take me there tonight, that would be the best."

"After the meal, I'll take you there."

The two then began to enjoy their dinner in a rather pleasant manner.

The food tasted especially delicious to Dekan when he thought of the Resurrected Christians suffering in prison.

The suffering of villains is indeed the best seasoning.

I really wish I could move this long table to the cell door so the prisoners could watch me eat...

Dekan couldn't help but think.

......

After having dinner with the lord, and waiting a short while, the lord arranged the journey to the Tristine City prison.

Afterwards, the lord led Dekan to the huge underground prison in his private carriage.

In the pitch-black underground prison, faint roars from prisoners on the lower levels occasionally echoed.

Some of the most vicious and high-ranking criminals are imprisoned at the lowest level, and ordinary prison guards simply cannot subdue them.

The only thing that can be done is to ensure that the prisoners do not leave their cages.

After entering the prison, the lord and Dekan proceeded straight down to the lowest level.

Only a few faint lights shone in the hallway on this floor, reflecting off the walls without creating a ripple, as if the view was about to be swallowed by darkness.

They must be holding the most vicious, wicked, and dangerous people in the prison.

Although both of these resurrected cultists were only at the fifth rank.

But there is no doubt that the members of the Church of Resurrection deserve to be in the lowest tier of the prison.

After all, they could all be considered death row inmates.

Dekan surveyed the environment of the lowest level prison.

Surprisingly, it felt pretty good.

The Happy Church should also build a confessional like this in the future.

Let's build it in this style then.

"This is it."

The lord led Dekan to the door of a spacious, separate cell.

Behind the metal fence covered with magical barriers was one of the two Resurrected Cultists that Dekan had captured in the cockpit.

The other prisoner was kept in a separate area at a great distance to prevent the two prisoners from communicating with each other.

"Dekan!"

The prisoner gritted his teeth the moment he saw Dekan.

But more than anything, there was apprehension and fear.

He had suffered quite a bit at the hands of Dekan on the magic airship!

This inhuman bastard, nobody knows where he'll appear, or what kind of schemes he'll pull once he shows up.

To be honest, even now, the prisoners still can't understand what Dekan did to wipe out all three of them, the church members.

"Oh dear, don't be so nervous. I'm here to give you a chance."

Dekan walked up to the iron bars, smiled, and looked at the prisoners inside.

Without Cornelia, he was unwilling to open the cell and interrogate a fifth-level prisoner at close range.

Prisoner: "Heh, it's common sense for us not to negotiate with terrorists."

Dekan: "?"

Dekan: "Who are you calling a terrorist?"

Dekan's eyes widened, and he seemed a little angry.

He felt offended.

That look made the prisoner's heart tremble, and he immediately dared not utter another sound.

"Alright, alright, let's get to the point. Confessing voluntarily will save you from suffering. It'll be a different story if I interrogate you."

Dekan sighed helplessly.

A person with a clear conscience has nothing to fear, and it doesn't matter what any Resurrected believer says.

"You are welcome to try and extract the information you want before everything is over. Also, if you take it upon yourself to interrogate a serious criminal and carry out vigilante justice, even if someone is protecting you, you will not escape the punishment of the Kingdom Federation!"

The prisoner gritted his teeth, shook his head, and said with deep resentment.

Even if Dekan offers the best terms, even if he's willing to let him go.

Once he confesses, what awaits him will not be freedom, but endless revenge from the Resurrected Church.

He was well aware of the significance of this mission for the Church of Resurrection.

"No, no, no, you can rest assured. After the interrogation, you will not have any injuries, and Chloix will never let you die."

Dekan seemed to recall something amusing, and let out two strange laughs.

"Besides, if your operation is tonight, that's fine. But if it's two days later... you'll be completely ruined."

Dekan looked at the prisoner with seven parts pity and three parts mockery.

The last person to be looked at like this by Dekan was Baron Bachcher of the Demon Academy's cooking class.

However, when Bachcher was being tormented, Chloe was not by his side.

This is a great regret for Dekan.

The prisoner's pupils contracted.

He thought of something terrible.

According to intelligence, Dekan has a healer teammate whose identity is unclear.

Although his treatment volume is enormous, the treatment is accompanied by painful side effects, which also increases the difficulty of the Shadow World.

At that moment, the prisoner's brain raced, and he instantly understood the significance of the therapist's presence beside Dekan!

Dekan, the gatekeeper!

He didn't want a wet nurse at all; he wanted an invincible interrogator!

Chloex's healing mechanics, combined with Dekan's Affliction specialization.