I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 936

Chapter 33: The Ultimate Interrogation

Janthea and Valoran have had their issues for a long time, but nobody expected a council meeting to turn into a violent clash. Even more shocking was the revelation that the experienced vice-chair of the Verdant Council was a member of All Things Wither.

As for the common folk, they were in utter disbelief. Even the Third Demon Tide didn’t set the Verdant Council ablaze, but now an event of such brutality happened in Emerald City, sending shockwaves of panic through the long-peaceful elven descendants.

In no time, the entire Verdant Council was shaken to its core.

But only those who lived this chaos could truly appreciate how precious a silver lining in misfortune is.

“Roy, the Verdant Council owes you a great debt. Without you here, I, Nia, and the entire council would have been in danger,” Janthea sincerely thanked him, still shaken by the events.

Roy shrugged it off lightly, “No worries, just happened to be around. It was no big deal.”

“Just accidentally burned down your meeting place, my bad,” he said, glancing at the charred ground that had been bustling with a feast just last night, feeling a bit sheepish.

The stronger the power, the harder it is to control. As a newcomer to the high ranks, he still couldn’t fully master the immense dragon prowess.

“The casual help of a high-level extraordinary being is something many powers yearn for,” Janthea laughed wryly. “As for the venue, it pales in comparison to your kindness; if anyone should take the blame, it’s Valoran.”

With that said, Janthea turned to Valoran, who was chained to the wall and kneeling in humiliation, her tone turning icy.

At this moment, Roy, Nia, and Janthea were in the dungeons of the council, interrogating this former vice-chair.

Roy had intentionally spared his life to extract information from Valoran.

Now, Valoran was charred like coal, his hair and eyelashes turned to ash, large cracks running from his shoulders to his chest, still being scorched by red flames, utterly miserable and barely alive.

Yet, even the Church’s holy mother wouldn’t extend sympathy to the enemies of humanity’s cultists.

To start with, the massacre in the meeting hall had claimed the lives of dozens of council members, including some of his own supporters. Even the peace-loving, magnanimous elven descendants would only have one outcome for traitors who betrayed their country and kin.

If it wasn’t for the need for information, the angry rangers would have torn him limb from limb by now.

“Valoran, your death sentence is a certainty. If you still have a shred of humanity left, now’s the time to honestly reveal the purpose of All Things Wither, and I might give you a quick end,” Janthea coldly stated.

“Kill me! No one can force me to betray the Mother Goddess!” Valoran gasped, yet his resolve was unwavering.

Nia couldn’t help but chuckle in disbelief.

“A mere traitor putting on a show of martyrdom?”

“Traitor? Foolish! You don’t even know the truth! I serve the true elves! Weak flesh and blood, only the Mother Goddess…”

“Blah blah blah, can you say anything other than that nonsense?”

Nia kicked him square in the face, sending Valoran sprawling, the chains rattling violently.

That kick was definitely not personal.

However, Valoran remained unphased as he scoffed, “What a waste of effort.”

“Detached from flesh and blood, I don’t even feel pain! What’s it to me if I’m cut to pieces?”

“Hey, so you think you’re tough?!”

Nia fumed but felt helpless, uncertain of what to do next.

She faced that classic dilemma that interrogators encounter when dealing with cultists.

This guy was determined to die, felt no pain, and had a mind unlike any normal person; standard interrogation methods were utterly ineffective and might as well just make him laugh.

Until Roy stepped forward.

“Ladies, let me handle this. I’ve got a bit of experience with cultists.”

Janthea suppressed her dissatisfaction and wisely stepped aside.

Nia’s eyes lit up, “Oh, I get it! You’re going to burn him, right?”

Members of All Things Wither had a notoriously low resistance to flames and would still feel pain when burned.

Facing the black-haired youth, even though Valoran sensed his aura returning, the terror from when the giant dragon took flight still thrummed deeply within him, causing him to tremble inside.

Valoran’s complexion shifted slightly, but he still stubbornly retorted, “Bring it on! Your flames can’t shake my loyalty to the Mother Goddess!”

Roy exposed his motives, “Dragon fire is way too powerful; you can’t handle it for long. Do you really think I’d let you die so simply?”

“Wait till you see the real fun.”

Honestly, Roy didn’t know much about how to interrogate cultists.

But he did have a lifelong expert in his head who always outsmarted cultists!

“Listen to me; this is something that should be handled by professionals!”

And at that moment, Roy had to admit, Mom’s advice was spot on.

He clapped his hands, and four figures in white robes strode in from outside the cell.

Valoran’s forced disdainful smile finally froze at this moment.

A pure and holy aura illuminated the dark space.

Even when facing the roaring dragon flames, Valoran had never been so terrified as he was now, cold sweat dripping from his charred forehead.

In their pure white robes, with gentle expressions and kind movements, these four carried a solemn and serene aura that was unmistakable; they were the priests among priests, the best of the holy order!

At this moment, Roy exchanged cold smiles with the expert in his head, “The sermons of the holy ones aren’t a big deal for normal people.”

“But it’s a whole different story for you, oh cultist.”

“That’s why I pulled some strings to get the four best priests from the church and the adventurers. Each one of them has their unique skills and exceptional talents, with spirit and patience that amaze all. They’re bound to bring you endless surprises!”

When it came to killing cultists, Roy considered himself just as good as any paladin. But when it came to torturing cultists, he inevitably felt dwarfed beside the holy priests.

There was no one better than a priest at punishing heretical cultists, right?

And the effects of this approach exceeded all expectations.

Faced with the four priests advancing with pure smiles, Valoran found it scarier than facing a billion extraordinary beings. Just moments ago, he was calm; now he was completely panicking!

“No, you can’t!”

“You can’t! I won’t allow it… I’ll kill you, you filthy flesh bags… Ah! Don’t touch me! No! Don’t use that water on me ah ah ah ah ah!”

“Oh, how dirty! A body tainted by the evil god.” “Must use holy water for proper purification.” “The stench of decay is nauseating.” “Looks like we need to purify you from head to toe~”

Such a merciless scene threw both Nia and Janthea into momentary silence.