Fixed and interrogated the two magicians we caught and the knight Ian brought in.
Sprinkling blood around the area caused weak monsters to drop in and bother me, so I decided to use the arrow this time.
"Esther. Rub the cabrere grass Ian picked until the juice comes out. But don't let your hands touch the leaves."
"Yes, I did!
Cabrel grass that just lightly touches and makes your skin so itchy.
Moreover, once the rash occurs, it is hard to heal unless the potion and detoxification potion are used together.
Once upon a time, harassment from servants, the memory of damaged jinks says.
It hurts less, but if this makes you absolutely want to talk...
"And, Nina. Let's turn it into a hot slime liquid, not hot water, if you want."
"Ah! That was more effective!
Yeah.
Highly viscous slime fluids often intertwine with the body and are less likely to drop in temperature.
"Brother, I'm done crushing cabrel grass!
Looking at Nina's punishment for a while, Esther came in with a report of completion of the mission.
"Thanks, you did your best."
While stroking my brother who helped me, I use the golem to slip Cabrel Grass Extract into the prisoners.
They're already exhausted by Nina's hot water blame and dripping dirty juice from holes all over their bodies... but I don't know because I haven't heard anything yet.
Let's take the time and have a good talk.
"So now, in the Kingdom of Nazareth, you say there is a landmark feud going on?
"Ha! Three princes and the nobles around them are struggling to kick their opponents down every time!
"You were on the orders of the Second Prince, moving apart from the army, weren't you?
"Yes! In an attempt to give you a hand and gain an advantage in the war, we were conducting a disturbance operation at the behest of His Highness, who planned it."
"I see, I get it. Next question…"
"Ha! Ask me anything!
The knight answered honestly when he painted the cabrere grass all over his body and asked questions as he rocked the potion and simire grass in front of him.
At first, the magicians who were saying stupid things also began to pester and expose themselves at a stage where a few drops of Simir grass dripped over their swollen skin.
There are only gifts for boulders, ranging from confidential information about the Kingdom of Nazareth to the power of nobility… he gave me a wide range of information.
It was unexpected that Ian's hand got tired, recording what the prisoners had told him, because there were too many important matters.
"Master, what are you going to do?
Ian asked after coarsely asking about the information he seemed to be able to take, looking at Gusgus crying prisoners.
"The knight and the wind magician, dispose of it on this occasion. The Fire Mage delivers to the Count Brand Army"
"Yes, sir."
As a result of the interrogation, the two magicians returned to Nazar because they were former members and too old to explore the labyrinth.
The first trapped scourge also appears to be a former Purgatory member.
He hated us because he had a grudge of killing his people... but he collapsed and they got mad at the Alliance too.
Although I was in the kingdom of Nazareth and was spared from falling into slavery... my betrayal of the Alliance has long been going on.
As a punishment, they confiscated his adventurer credentials and a lot of property.
Because of this, the Knight of Bad Rack found himself a man who had nothing to do with Purgatory, just unlucky.
...... Don Mai!
"The Fire Magician holds the gift of If we interrogate him thoroughly, there will be other information available."
"Right. Then I'll pack it in a golem cell."
"Ian, I asked you"
It's a little far from the Count Brand Army, so it's a hassle to rendezvous, but I can't help it.
You can't leave Nazar's intelligence to the dear Count Subin.
After a delicious meal for everyone and celebrating today's victory...... one person falls asleep in the tent and recounts what he has heard from his enemies.
They made me hear a lot of interesting stuff, but there was one funny story in it.
"The Brave Creation Project..."
Apparently, the Kingdom of Nazareth was an application of alchemy that was trying to artificially produce brave men and incorporate them into the war.
If that's all you need, it's a common outburst of power... but when you hear the mechanism, you can't say that either.
"By devoting dozens of lives to consideration, you remind your audience of your past life's memories and expand your qualitative capacity ~"
In theory, it seems that humans who remember previous lives will also have a larger vessel of talent.
So the Kingdom of Nazareth said it was trying to further strengthen its excellent slavery and create a brave man who could use it as he pleases.
Byrne, although all the slaves who were made offerings died... there was no change in the subject and the attempt failed.
"The day the experiment was conducted was the same as the day I fell in Los Saltas. Maybe some trouble made me a subject."
As a result, I remember my previous life, while at the same time gaining enhanced talent and privileged skills.
It must be true that the monsters left Los Saltas without killing them, thanks to the Kingdom of Nazareth... it does not change my unpleasant feelings.
Don't involve anyone else in a crappy attempt!
If I win the war, I'll find out who's behind the experiment and who's involved, and I'll bump you out!