“Let’s start with the torture first and ask questions later, shall we? Hehe”
Eren removed a palm-sized pebble from his storage that had various inscriptions inscribed on it. He supplied enough of his unelementalized mana and the inscriptions lit up. Soon a semi-transparent dome with a 10m radius formed with him and the cultist in the centre.
This was the sound isolation artefact Eren was gifted with by Matt when he was in the city of Lauriel. The guy had come to the butcher to sign his death warrant with his own hands and blood. The butcher was just kind enough to grant him his request and accept this artefact as a payment.
“Sound isolation artefact? Little bastard, how many victims have fallen in your hands for you to carry this type of artefact on you? Don’t tell me you were counting on me to attack.”
The cultist’s eyes opened wide in surprise after he found that the terrorist had deployed a sound isolation barrier around them. It strengthened his belief that this teen was not normal.
These types of artefacts weren’t common after all. They would only be available in the black market. And yet, this teen who didn’t even have a shred of beard formed on his face had it in his possession.
“Haha! You are thinking too much. All this was just a coincidence. Now let’s remove your clothes already.”
“Wait. First, you need to know that I don’t swing that way. Whatever BDSM sh*t you have on your to-do list, I’m sure Agatha would be a better target for your plans. And second, ask me what you want to know about, damn it. At least give me a chance to come clean.
I’ll give you enough proof myself…”
“No means no, my man. I want to hear someone scream. This sound barrier is generated by an F-Rank artefact in the upper grade.
And those rune-inscribed chains have made you equal to a rankless nobody. So I can let you scream all you want without worrying about interruptions.
That is unless Marla decides to use mana sense on us. But I’d doubt an Adapt ranker like her would break an agreement with her apprentice over a cultist like you.
Now, wish me luck with whatever is about to take place. And just enjoy the ride. Haha!”
Eren didn’t completely remove the cultist’s clothes. He just slid the pants down and let the guy’s wiener come out in the open. Then Eren took out his spare potioneering gloves and wore them.
Next, he held a nearby tree’s long and slim wooden branch in one hand while with the other hand he held the guy’s dick in one place.
Then the terrorist drove that branch inside the dick’s almost non-existent urethra cavity.
The cultist screamed in pain and anguish. He would have never thought that someone could defile him in such a way one day. He would have committed suicide had he known this was the fate had in store for him.
But the butcher was smiling. He was carefully guiding the branch inside the dick’s mouth with utmost care. As if he was completing an academic project that needed his utmost attention.
Through pain and suffering, the cultist was barely able to see the smile on the teen’s face. And he couldn’t help but feel horrified by it.
‘Who is the fuc*king cultist between us. Me or this devil?’
The cultist had this thought before it was overwritten by some more pain and misery. Eren had started to drive the branch in and out of the guy’s dick now. It was coated in blood. And the guy had peed himself. The amalgamated smell of urine and blood was unique.
But Eren had seen the human bodily functions plenty of times in his previous timeline. So he wasn’t discouraged by it. He was just glad that he had worn gloves before the act.
The guy was about to faint but Eren used another of his despicable moves to keep him awake. How can he let his main actor walk off the stage that he had taken efforts to set?
“Devil… What do you want? Just fucking ask me already what you want. I swear on all that I hold dear that I’ll speak the truth. Just stop this madness. I… I beg of you.”
The cultist had come to realize that there were indeed some fates worse than death. The eternal slumber was a much better choice than experiencing something like this. But he knew that this devil in front of him wouldn’t give him relief if he asked him nicely.
Eren would only stop what he was doing if he came clean to him. And the cultist had already decided that he’ll speak the truth. His loyalty to his organization can go fuck itself in the arse.
No amount of loyalty seemed greater for him to keep experiencing this torture method ever again. Now all the cultists wanted was to be allowed to come clean to this freak.
“Withdrawn already? Whatever happened to your cheeky attitude and your fearless claims that you don’t fear death?”
“They have gone to eat sh*t damn it. Just ask me What do you want to know. Do you want me to tell you my name? My name’s…”
“Hold on there, big guy. We’ll need a much bigger audience for your confession. But before I fetch my buddies up, let me say a few things to you.
What you experienced was only a trailer. I have much bigger schemes that I’m sure would please you even better than this little demo here.
For example, how about chopping your dic*k off and then inserting that inside your arsehole? You’d give a new definition to the term “I fucked up all by myself.” Hehe! Wouldn’t that be funny?”
The cultist felt like his soul was about to leave his body after he heard the devil’s proposed torture method. He felt that the kingdoms should hunt this vile creature instead of targeting poor blokes like him who only wanted to fight for some freedom.
“Listen to me, sir. Whatever I’ll say will only be the truth. I’ll not keep anything hidden from you. I promise. I don’t care even if you kill me after I come clean. Just… just don’t come close to me anymore.”
“You are saying no to my care that I can give you, huh? Alright. If that’s what you want, I’ll grant you your wish. Remember the talk that we had.
But I want to ask you a few questions of my own before I bring my team here. You need to answer them as well.
And for your sake, you better keep quiet about what transpired between us or anything related to my personal line of questioning, you hear me? Otherwise… Hehe!”
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AN: The F-Rank sound isolation artefact has been first introduced in chapters 55 and 56.