Chapter 161: Dekan, Have You Heard the Marquis' Wail? |
“Yo, you finally spoke. I thought you left your vocal cords outside the coffin.”
Dekan’s light voice was filled with mockery.
“Go on and be smug now!! Sooner or later, I will make you regret being born into this world!”
Marquis Roderick’s voice was still filled with thunderous fury.
“I remember many living beings have said such things to me. Guess what happened to them in the end?”
Dekan simply asked this.
His words held no threat or boast.
To the Marquis, it felt as if he was just stating a very ordinary fact.
“……”
He was certain that there was something wrong with this priest.
First of all, this priest’s behavior was like a ghost’s; he had inexplicably found his sealed self.
After finding the Vampire Marquis, his first reaction wasn’t to seek support from the church, but to start torturing the vampire as if courting death.
This relaxed attitude didn’t seem like an act; it was as if he truly didn’t take a Vampire Marquis seriously at all.
“Marquis, say something.”
In fact, Dekan’s line of thought was very simple.
He saw that the name of this Shadow World was The Secret Tale of the Waning Holy Rite.
Logically, there were two most likely explanations.
Either it meant that this Holy Rite Church was not doing well, and calling them over would not be enough to reinforce the seal on the Marquis, and even if it was reinforced, it might still be undone again.
Or it meant that this church might have already begun to decay and collapse, and Dekan was also not sure if there were any traitors in this church.
So rather than counting on the Holy Rite Church, it was better for him to personally handle this Vampire Marquis.
“Then, Marquis Roderick, congratulations on passing the first stage of training. Next, you will enter the second stage.”
Dekan said with an imperceptible smile on his face.
“……”
Marquis Roderick was still silent.
He was not afraid of Dekan’s torture.
The previous spinning had indeed made him very uncomfortable, but this level of torture was not unbearable for him.
It was just that the insulting nature was quite severe.
He was certain that the means to torture him through the seal were limited to this.
Dekan looked at Morion.
Morion nodded, and they each took out 【Three Corpses Berserk】 (induces and amplifies desire) and 【Aura of Friendship】 (reduces the effect of mental magic).
Then they began to release them continuously.
Most cards required a target, but 【Three Corpses Berserk】 was a type of magic that did not require a target.
Even without selecting the sealed Marquis Roderick who was in an “untargetable state,” it could still affect him.
The result was that Marquis Roderick’s killing intent and his hunger, sealed for a hundred years, erupted infinitely.
Normally, Dekan wouldn’t dare to release 【Three Corpses Berserk】 at such a high intensity, because he couldn’t withstand it himself.
But with Morion helping him offset the effect, he could use it with impunity.
The only cost was mana, and waiting for the cooldown.
“Ahhh! What did you do?! I’ll kill you!!!”
While enraged, Marquis Roderick also felt the famine-like hunger that made his internal organs contract and tangle, feeling unbearably sour, growing uncontrollably.
For a vampire like him who had been sealed for a hundred years without feeding on blood, the torment brought by the eruption of hunger far exceeded the pain of having his flesh flayed and bones chopped.
“Are you hungry? Roderick? Want a mouthful of fresh blood?”
As Dekan spoke, he took a sip of grape juice.
“Mmm~ Sweet and delicious!”
“Ahhh!”
“Oh my, oh my, the three of us are right in front of you, fresh and delicious blood, but there’s a poor unlucky fellow who can’t have any. Guess who it is?”
“Ah!!!”
All that was left of Marquis Roderick were the instinctive roars after being consumed by rage.
Just like that, they repeatedly stimulated Marquis Roderick’s desire for blood.
This lasted for half an hour.
Until the Marquis' voice grew weaker and weaker, as if he no longer had the strength to shout.
Dekan finally stopped.
Marquis Roderick’s final roars even gradually mixed with a hint of a wail.
He was truly afraid of this beast’s methods.
If there were other methods, he really couldn't imagine what other tricks this demon priest could pull.
“Alright, congratulations on entering the final stage.”
“No!!!”
As the Marquis had expected, Dekan’s playful voice indicated that the Marquis' punishment was far from over.
And so, amid the Marquis' wail, Cornelia quickly revealed the answer for him.
She dragged in another grill from outside and placed the coffin on the fire to roast.
Although the coffin sealing the Marquis could block physical and magical attacks up to rank eight, and was even waterproof and airtight.
But it probably didn’t have a temperature insulation function.
Time passed minute by minute.
The coffin was gradually burned to a scorched black color, but there was still no sign of it breaking.
Marquis Roderick actually quieted down.
He enjoyed a rare moment of peace.
He didn’t even scream.
He seemed to be thinking, is that all?
After all, he was a Vampire Marquis. Although a high temperature of several hundred or even several thousand degrees was torture for him, it was far from being as deadly as the previous hunger torture.
However, Dekan just smiled.
This Marquis was still too young.
After confirming that the temperature had risen to its limit.
Dekan, with a smile on his face, summoned his trump card, 【Ruined Poet】.
To increase Marquis Roderick’s pain perception by ten times.
Instantly, Marquis Roderick’s miserable roars once again echoed throughout the church…
“Then let’s torture him in rotation like this.”
Cornelia would spin the Marquis, Dekan and Morion would induce the Marquis' appetite, and when all three were resting, they would roast him.
Just like that, three groups for one course of treatment, circulating in rotation.
To prevent the Marquis from developing a tolerance to any particular form of torture.
After two rounds.
Marquis Roderick seemed to no longer have the strength to make a sound.
“You three… forget it, meow, the academy’s reputation is probably beyond saving, meow…”
Cat Teacher felt tired.
These three living Kings of Hell were doing such things, and yet they could still happily play with the poker cards Dekan had made in the church.
They truly felt no guilt at all, not afraid of being watched by the gods.
If it weren’t for the certainty that this couldn’t kill a vampire, Cat Teacher would definitely suspect if Marquis Roderick in the coffin had already passed away.
Even if the Marquis could break the seal and escape now, he would probably be delirious and basically insane.
“Meow meow meow, Dekan, why on earth are you torturing him like this?”
Cat Teacher asked, puzzled.
Even according to Dekan’s usual tactics, if he wanted to increase the enemy’s hatred towards him as much as possible to achieve infinite control with 【Captain De’erkan】.
One round of torturing the Marquis would have been enough.
However, Dekan’s current intention seemed to be to torture the Marquis until he completely collapsed.
Dekan: “Of course, I have a brilliant plan. I’m not the kind of guy who takes pleasure in torturing others.”
Cat Teacher: “Are you sure, meow…?”
