Chapter 17 – Processing (1)
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Asher waved his hand in front of the man's eyes that were unfocused and blurred from all the pain.
Asher took out a water bottle and threw the cold water on the face of the lead assassin. The man was startled and his eyes woke up from their reverie.
"Now then, let's start talking. If you answer correctly, I'll give you some peace before you go."
"What…."
The man quivered and asked again as he was frightened at the hidden meaning behind the words. The man was ready to answer all the questions Asher could possibly ask.
"It's nothing big, just answer them truthfully and you won't die in more pain than you're already in."
Asher shook his hand. He didn't cause much pain to the assassin compared to others of the past. The assassin had fainted from only having all of his nails from his toes and fingers pulled out, and Asher sprinkling salt on the wounds to make them bleed out in more pain.
Yet, even the assassin who was trained in case of torture, couldn't stand it.
'Of course.
If everyone endured pain through training, why would they bother with real torture?
Mental strength is the most important thing to have, but the mental strength of this arrogant assassin was something that was simply a result of his lackadaisical foundation.
"The one who commissioned the hit on me. Was it Luke Halvark?"
"That's right…"
Asher nodded his head in understanding. Luke's behavior was in accordance with it. Now the question was how to punish Luke for what he did. Asher was lost in thought and the man trembled.
"Did the real order for the hit though come from above?"
"That's right…"
Again this time, the man nodded gently trying to gain just even a bit of sympathy from Asher with his actions.
People often in the past would have placed mind-blocking magic on assassins or informants. But even back then it wasn't common believe it or not.
Most informants would kill themselves immediately before getting captured, or they would have poison pills to take out the assailants with them. But, in terms of mid-blocking magic, there weren't enough high skill wizards in the continent to be used for such a tedious thing.
Most of all, the assassin in front of him, didn't seem to be a true believer of the Motorola Assassin's religion. Motorola was a god-like figure to them, and there would never be a need to even tell a non-believer anything important.
"How many numbers are there in the Black Stars of your organization right now?"
"12…."
"12? That many?"
Asher was surprised and asked back as he didn;t believe the man's words earlier in the alleyway that there were really so many. The Black Stars of Motorola were like the direct apostles of Motorola himself. In the past, there were at most three. There were now at least quadruple the number, but Asher wanted to believe the quality and strength had probably diminished for quantity.
"But, your organization must have disbanded over 50 years ago."
"Since then, we've been hiding… We waited for our God's instructions and waited until the light disappeared from the world… And the light has finally disappeared … During this time, we reached out and expanded our influence…."
"…what's the number of branches active right now?"
"I don't know… There are ten in each country…."
"…shit."
The number had increased considerably compared to the past. Asher didn't even know whether to call this bothersome or enough to call it a true worry.
Asher clicked his tongue. He remembered what he had barely overheard once he had arrived as soon as possible to the branch. It seemed the lead assassin had already told the elders that he knew of their history and how much information Asher truly had. It wasn't a great outcome overall.
He would no longer be in danger within the Halvark territory since he had destroyed their base of operations, but the minute he left the territory, it was likely they would swarm after him like flies.
"I need the location. Where is your 'God'. You;ve told me how many branches there are, but I have no interest in those small things. I need the real location of it all. Where is your 'God' located? "
"You… what the hell…are you planning to do with me….?"
The man looked at Asher with fear. He didn't know the answer and he was frightened at what was about to come.
"There were parts I can understand you don't know information about. But wait for the light to disappear? What does that mean?"
"Twenty years ago… All the heroes… they disappeared…."
"What?"
Asher frowned.
Twenty years.
It was the same time as when he died. Just what exactly had happened?????