Chapter 1056 - The Captive (1/2)
Chapter 1056: The Captive Translator: TransN Editor: TransN
In the dark dungeon, a dim light cast a shadow on the wall as the captive dangled from the ceiling. The shadow flickered and swayed like a forked tree branch.
The prisoner did not struggle, nor did she utter a yelp or beg for mercy. She only produced an almost inaudible moan when the whip landed on her skin.
But that was soon drowned out by the following lashes.
“Crack!”
“Crack!”
The candlelight wavered and flickered as it played with the swaying shadow as it moved across the ceiling. The dull sound of a whipcrack cut through the gruesome silence of the dungeon.
After around ten lashes, Earl Lorenzo said, “Enough. Take a break!”
“Yes, my lord.” The executioner withdrew.
Blood trickled down the female prisoner’s back. There were new and old whipmarks all over her body. Apparently, this was not her first time being tortured. Beads of sweat stood out from the tip of her nose and arms. Obviously, she was suffering great pain, but she forced herself not to cry out.
“So, are you still not going to tell me where the Holy Book is?” The earl walked up to the woman and grabbed her by the chin, forcing her to look at him. It was a pretty face, despite the constant torture the woman had been going through. As a matter of fact, her damp skin and bright eyes made her even more attractive. “The church is over, Farrina. Do you still want to plot against me? You should at least think about your companions if not about yourself.”
“Those damn church dregs!” Lorenzo thought savagely. “There are many places they could have chosen to live in the Kingdom of Wolfheart. Why did they have to pick Archduke Island? I made it very clear when I executed the messengers that I want them to leave me alone. Plus, they have a group of God’s Punishment Warriors and could have picked anywhere to settle down as long as they stay as far away from Graycastle as possible. Why did they attempt to murder me? If I didn’t ask Pope Mayne to give me some guards to protect me as a precaution, they would have mounted my head on the city wall by now.”
At this thought, Lorenzo felt the side of his missing left ear throb again.
When the two groups of God’s Punishment Army had fought that day, Farrina had nearly killed him. Fortunately, his guard had blocked her strike. He survived but had also lost his left ear.
Lorenzo was actually more upset about the loss of the God’s Punishment Warriors than his missing ear. Out of the 20 God’s Punishment Warriors, only two to three were capable of fighting now. The others had either died during the battle or had lost limbs. It was impossible for them to fight again.
Yet he relied on those God’s Punishment Warriors to secure his position on Archduke Island!
The nobles in the Kingdom of Wolfheart did not come back to him not because of the change in his status from a bishop to a noble, but because of their fear of the God’s Punishment Warriors. If they knew he had only a few capable God’s Punishment Warriors left, they would probably strip him of his earl title immediately.
Lorenzo was so tempted to cut Farrina into pieces.
But he could not do that.
Not before he knew where the Holy Book was.
“I’m not sure whether the church is over, but I know you are… Earl Lorenzo, no, I should call you a traitor,” After a moment of silence, Farrina said quietly. “My biggest mistake was that I underestimated your God’s Punishment Warriors, but there are few you can use now, right? Otherwise, you wouldn’t need the Holy Book so badly. You want to know the secret passing down among the popes, which is how to create the God’s Punishment Army, so that you can keep your pitiable position…”
“Smack!”
The earl boxed her ears.
“You’d better tell me what I want!” Lorenzo threatened through his teeth. “Tell me, where is the Holy Book?”
Blood dripped down from the corner of the prisoner’s mouth. Farrina said, “I don’t know…”
“That’s really a pity.” The earl eyed the executioner. “Chop off a leg. Pick anyone you like. I want her companions…”