Chapter 225: torture

The barbed whip was lashed **** the victim's back.

The clothes on his back were already in tatters, and it could be seen from the damage that the inside was already bloody.

The cotton wool of the clothes had been mixed with the turned up flesh, and it was impossible to distinguish each other, because the gushing blood had dyed the entire back a terrible red.

Even so, the person who executed the punishment still didn't stop, as if the person kneeling on the ground had some deep hatred with him.

"Trash! Trash! Is this how you repay the Kent family for supporting you?"

Maltskent's son, Jaeskent, was beating an officer severely with a whip at this time. While beating, he cursed and vented his anger.

The officer kneeling on the ground only groaned in pain when he couldn't bear it anymore, but he didn't say a word of begging for mercy, because he knew that would only lead to more terrible consequences.

"You can't see a single person. How did your eyes grow? How did your brain grow?"

Jia Aisi kept yelling, and his strength in swinging the whip did not weaken at all.

"Okay, if you keep hitting him, he will really die."

A deep voice came from behind, Jayce stopped, turned around, and found the Earl of Kent standing behind him.

His own father is really becoming more and more elusive. His experience in the military made Jia Aisi very sensitive to the sudden appearance of people behind him. He asked himself how vigilant he was, but he didn’t notice any noise just now. When did the father come and how did he stand behind him.

"Father, I'm teaching this trash a lesson. Hmph, when I was leading the army in the south, this trash was already..."

"enough!"

The Earl of Kent stretched out his hand to interrupt his son, and he cast his eyes on the dying officer. As soon as Jais stopped his hand, he couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground.

"Let me ask you, are you really ignorant of Henry Ferdinand's escape?"

The officer took a few breaths, straightened his upper body with force, his legs still kneeling on the ground.

"Master...Master Kent, I really don't know."

He replied angrily.

"I went to inspect the dungeon before going to bed. There was nothing unusual. Viscount Henry had already laid down and slept. As a result... the next day there was no one there, and the person on duty also said..."

"All right."

The Earl of Kent waved his hand. These remarks had already been said by the other party in the previous interrogation, and he didn't want to hear them again.

Henry Ferdinand ran away without anyone noticing, and none of the people on duty that day noticed anything unusual.

The lock of Henry's cell has been changed by the prison head, and he has the only key with him. There was no trace of the lock being damaged, and it seemed that the only possibility was that the cell boss let Henry go without permission.

But the cell leader who was beaten to **** flesh in front of him was someone he had planted. The experience of this person was clear to him, and the chance of him having anything to do with Henry was extremely slim.

The Earl of Kent suddenly had a terrible idea: Henry Ferdinand couldn't escape with the help of some mysterious power? Or is Henry himself a mage?

Since coming into contact with Barnett and knowing the existence of magic and arcane associations, Maltzkent will always think of mysterious power when he encounters anything that is difficult to explain.

The Earl of Kent turned around and asked, "Little friend Andy, can you decide whether this person is telling the truth or lying?"

It was only then that Jais noticed that the little boy named Andy was following behind his father. Like Barnett before, he also came from that mysterious organization. Now he has been told many things by his father.

The little mage standing behind Maltz was trembling slightly, he was frightened by Jaais' execution method just now.

Hearing what the earl asked him, Andy hurriedly raised his face, and said nervously, "I'm not very familiar with lie detection, but... But I don't think he's telling lies."

"I see…"

The Earl of Kent turned to his son, "Jais, you just watch and deal with these people."

A stern look flashed in the earl's son's eyes, "Yes, my lord."

"these people?"

Andy looked around suspiciously, but what he saw made his stomach queasy.

In a cell next door, there were a bunch of people lying on the ground, but they were already out of shape. Some of them were as **** as the officers who were tortured just now, and some of them had their limbs twisted into strange shapes. shape, some people simply have no hands and feet.

These are the jailers guarding the dungeon. Although they have been devastated, there is no sound of groaning. Maybe they have no strength, or they are numb in spirit and pain. Only the slight rise and fall of their chests can tell that their bodies are still alive no death.

"vomit!"

The little mage couldn't help it, and spit it out in one gulp.

Seeing his reaction, the Earl of Kent frowned. Really, the Arcane Society—or Mr. Barnett, why did they send such a good baby to assist him.

After getting along with him during this period of time, he has already understood the character of this little mage~www.readwn.com~ Apart from being proficient in mysterious magic, he is completely an ordinary child in other respects. At first, he thought that the other party was deliberately showing a child's temper to disguise his identity. How could a mage be so naive, but later he realized that his judgment was wrong.

The Earl of Kent faintly felt that he was underestimated. Did the Arcane Society not value him at all, or the Northwest Gulf? Send such a child as a nanny?

The only consolation is that Andy is more well-behaved, and he still listens to him. If a stubborn and willful child really came, he really didn't know what to do, after all, the other party was a mage and a member of the secret society.

"Little friend Andy, your psychological endurance is too weak. We are people who want to do big things. It's not good to be frightened by this kind of scene."

He patted the little mage on the shoulder.

"But... why do they treat them like this? Isn't it just that a prisoner escaped? And they didn't neglect their duties. The prisoner escaped in a way that we don't know."

Andy looked at the Earl of Kent with a look of fear in his eyes. The man in front of him was terrifying. How could a normal person do such a cruel thing? It was right or wrong to assist him by himself.

"No!" The earl's kindness just now disappeared suddenly, and Andy was taken aback.

I just heard the earl say viciously: "I only care about the result! They are responsible for guarding the dungeon, so they must ensure that the prisoner will not escape. But now that the prisoner has escaped, any explanation and any reason are pale, and they must be punished. Now The status of the people proves that they are useless in their positions, and useless people will only continue to waste food."

After finishing speaking, the count went outside.

"Hmph!" Accompanied by Jia Aisi's chuckle, a gust of cold wind blew in, making the little mage shiver.