Time rewound to an hour ago.
"You're insane?!"
Looking at Lynn sitting on Sealed Object 3-0098, Milani yelled somewhat frantically.
Her small fists were clenched tightly, rapidly rising and falling on her flat chest.
It was unclear whether from fear or panic over what Lynn was about to do.
Sealed Object 3-0098, the Torture Chair.
Anyone who sat in it and fastened the helmet to their head would instantly suffer unbearable pain.
This was generally used by the Princess to interrogate stubborn prisoners.
As it turned out, no matter how tough someone claimed to be, anyone who tried this Sealed Object ended up screaming for mercy. Going insane was rather the better outcome; most couldn't last even ten seconds.
It wasn't a slow torment like boiling a frog, but a rapid infliction of pain magnified hundreds or thousands of times upon one's spirit and will.
The only one who had lasted the longest was probably the Great Priest Askin of the Creation Sect.
