Did you think about it from the beginning?

only……

Isn't it too risky for him?

Glover used all his strength to open his eyes: in his field of vision, the man in black bent down and looked at Rolf, who was in a trance.

"Now, I give them the dreams they want and hope they actually start listening to me."

The man in black shook his head slightly.

"But I also discovered that once they start dreaming..."

He looked at Katharine in the corner, then at the huddled crowds of people in the warehouse, and sighed.

"You can no longer hear clearly what I said."

Ever since the encounter with the man in black and the Royal Guard—to be precise, the Star Lake Guard—returned disgraced, the watchman and captain, Lord Tormund Mallos, began to collect intelligence and formulate countermeasures.

One of them is how to resist the kind of mental ability that makes people fall into illusions inexplicably.

mirage.

Feeling dizzy, Glover bit the tip of his tongue and tried not to look at the brothers and sisters running happily in front of him - how happy they were at that time.

The next second, he took a deep breath and inserted the injection into his thigh!

Among the six wings of the Imperial Guard passed down from generation to generation in the Royal Guard, the Punishment Wing has special duties, especially in punishment and torture.

They have many means and tools, even handed down from the ancient empire era. They have a long history, rich experience, and have been improved from generation to generation and are efficient and effective. It is said that even the kingdom's secret department often comes to lend people or equipment...

For example...

Glover put back the syringe and took out an ordinary clothespin that can be found in every house.

The unconscious zombie trembled. Under the illusive laughter of Little Teto, he followed the advice of the prison officer "Gardener" Patterson and clamped it to the skin of the armpit below the shoulder socket, and only clamped a thin layer.

I just don’t know when the power of Punishment Wing will start to take effect...

But Glover didn't know that.

Because he closed his eyes in a daze and comfort and began to think about other things.

Such as apple.

apple.

Yes, Apple.

【Fat Dun'er, don't cry.】

He clutched the apple in his pocket tightly, wiped the blood from it, and walked timidly across the street, heading home—or as Tinker said before, his nest.

The apple was a bit stale, and there were more than a dozen cuts on it, all made by clowns using throwing knives.

At that time, while counting the flying knives in his hand, Kes said with a crazy smile, as long as he held the apple, stood against the wall, stood firm, and could not shake, shout, shout, or cry, then Kes would practice

After finishing a bag of throwing knives, this delicious apple is his.

And he did it.

He was holding the apple, standing firmly and holding it even more steadily.

He didn't tremble.

No shouting.

No barking.

Even when the last piece of the clown's flying knife deviated from the apple and pierced the palm of his hand.

Not even crying.

【Fat Dun'er, don't cry.】

This apple...

It's his.

No, it's theirs.

When he returns to his nest, everyone will be able to see Sister Lillian, Silly Tinker, Stupid Fern, Pandora, Stinky Slug, and that annoying little Teto who clings to him every day and catches a cold every day.

,He has fresh apples here!

Sister Lilian will praise him just like she praised Fern last time!

Hey, when I go back now, all of them will envy me!

Humph, if you want to eat, then say "Please, Brother Fatty"?

Finished eating? Why don't you quickly shout "Thank you, Brother Fat Dun"?

Now, no one dares to laugh at me for being so fat and doing nothing but eating!

Pang Dun'er sniffed and trotted away, feeling proud and happy in his heart. He unknowingly touched...

Wounds on hands.

The next moment, in the warehouse full of murmurs and groans, Glover suddenly woke up with a start!

Holy shit, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

He screamed loudly and exhaled all the air in his lungs!

But he had no more time to think.

The severe pain from his armpit, amplified countless times, caused his back to spasm. Glover covered the clamp under his armpit in pain and rolled on the ground.

Damn it, damn it, damn it!

At some point, little Teto disappeared from his eyes.

Instead, there was endless tearing pain.

It was as if someone was holding scissors, starting from his armpits, bit by bit, inch by inch, and cutting open his skin!

The blade of the knife kept making clicking sounds!

They forcefully pulled Glover back from his irresistible memory.

Okay, now Glover knows: the potion has taken effect.

Yes, this is what Lord Mallos collected intelligence and questioned the parties present. After discussing with the Flag Wing, he accepted the Punishment Wing's suggestions and raw materials and commissioned the Logistics Wing to transform it. It is the fastest to resist mental abilities."

solution":

A torture potion that amplifies perception, focuses attention, and especially enhances pain sensitivity.

Alias ​​- "Homeless River Shrimp".

As for why this name is...

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Glover was screaming in his head while struggling and twisting on the ground, like a shrimp out of water.

Grass ah ah ah!

Damn it - it hurts!

Which brat deserves to be killed a thousand times to tell Mallos that pain can defeat hallucinations!

Let me know that I will definitely tear him alive with my bare hands!

Tear alive!

Start with every hair!

In the severe pain that was magnified countless times, Glover held the clamp under his arm tremblingly and let it loosen a little.

The pain subsides.

Only then did he realize that within a few seconds, he was already covered in cold sweat.

Damn "Gardener" Patterson, damn the penalty wing.

Damn it, the gardener also said that this was reduced at his discretion after debugging, so if he gave a sufficient amount of "homeless river shrimp"...

Punishment Wing, I will remember you!

But Glover didn't dare to think about it, and he had no time to think about it.

"When I was young and passionate and spoke out for justice, the world didn't want to listen."

In the field, the man in black looked at Rolf who was completely unconscious.

"When I stand up with my sword and speak with force, the world will not hear me."

He slowly stretched out his hand and covered Rolf's scarred neck:

"When I suddenly wake up and do what I want, the world will have no intention of hearing about it."

The man in black sighed deeply:
To be continued...