Chapter 470 – Soul Retrieval 1
Chapter 470 – Soul Retrieval 1
The man in black sprinted over to the fountain, the firelight reflecting a dark face under a posing hood.
The man named Sion continued, “Without starting such a big fire, the people in the town will soon find out what we are doing, and then we will all have to be exposed to the eyes of the world, is that what you want?”
The tone of his voice was very caustic.
The female named Carol turned her face to the side in disgust, not wanting to look at him, “Valdes, hurry up and get this over with.”
The tall, black-clad man beside her smiled bitterly before coming over to those who were blindfolded and had their hands bound.
“Master Somolette!”
He looked towards a slightly obese man directly in front of him, who had somewhat gray hair and was still wearing pajamas.
“Have you thought this through, honorable lord Somolight? Let me make it clear once more, if you are willing to work with me, I will release you and your family. Alright, now can you tell me where the boy is hidden?”
The Laird of Solson Wright in his mouth was gagged and unable to make a sound, but shook his head in denial.
Release him and his family? If that could be true, then why did they start this fire to hide it? These people were simply trying to take advantage of the last glimmer of hope within him.
“Well, what a shame!”
Valdes waved his hand, and one of his men who had been instructed to do so immediately stabbed a dagger into one of the family members behind Somolette.
The person who was stabbed let out a muffled grunt and quickly lost his breath.
The sound of the dagger entering the flesh and the muffled grunt reached Somolette’s ears, and his body trembled but did not react in any way other than that.
“Will you cooperate with us now?”
A shake of the head!
Another family member was killed.
“Now what?”
Keep shaking your head!
……
In the end, only Master Somolette was left, trembling and sobbing, still able to make a whimpering wail despite being gagged.
Valdes tsked.
“Master Somolette, I really didn’t expect that you would actually be so loyal to the Diaz family, even if you risked the lives of your entire family to keep a secret, that is, even if the secret is not particularly important to the Diaz family. Alas!”
He shook his head as if he was rushing to regret the fate of the Somolette family.
“But do you think it was worth it? Do you think that such a great sacrifice on your part is worthwhile? Oh!”
“No!”
The taller Valdes took a step forward and lifted Somolette off the ground with his right hand by the lapels of his coat with no effort at all.
“Your sacrifice is pointless, your sacrifice is but in vain. Even if you keep your mouth shut, we will still be able to learn the whereabouts of the boy.”
There was mockery in his tone, “Even though your mouth won’t speak, your soul will tell us the information in its entirety.”
Then he brought his mouth to Somolette’s ear and said in a single word:
“There are no more secrets before magic!”
Magic? Despite being blindfolded, Somolette couldn’t help but stare.
At that moment, a loud scream came from outside the courtyard.
Valdes skimmed his head in dissatisfaction and asked, “What happened? Hasn’t this mansion already been cleared?”
A man walked slowly from the firelight, “Some guys broke in from outside, don’t worry, it’s been taken care of.” Then the man made a prayer with his hands and said aloud facing the sky, “Father in heaven, taking the lives of these innocent people is a necessary evil, may you forgive us sinful lambs.”
Off to the side, Sean looked at Carol provocatively, “See! I should have set the fire a little harder when people were breaking in like this.”
Carol didn’t move a muscle, ignoring him.
Seeing that he didn’t provoke the other party, Sion turned to Valdez in a bored manner and asked, “Chief, do you want me to go out and add more fire?”
Valdes shook his head, “No need!”
He tossed Somolette toward the feet of the man who had just prayed toward the sky, “Father, take him to Master Odonnell.”
Sommolette’s body rolled twice and stopped at the feet of the “priest”.
“The priest bowed and lifted Sommolet again.
“Come along, sinner.”
Valdes commanded to the remaining crowd, “Take care of the courtyard and leave no trace.”
……
Near the Somolette mansion, in a hidden basement, Dessen Plant watched as his mentor sat quietly in the middle of the spell, making the final preparations before casting the spell.
The spell formation was made up of a large number of runes that looked very mysterious to outsiders, they were curved and seemed to have no pattern. But taken as a whole, it seemed to be divisible into two symmetrical rectangular sections, each with a blank circular area surrounded by circle after circle of dense runes right in the middle.
Dessen Plant’s mentor, Odonnell, was sitting in one of the circular areas.
He was sitting with his legs crossed, his hands placed on his knees, his eyes tightly closed as he breathed at an extremely slow pace, the rest of his body motionless except for the rise and fall of his chest and abdomen.
Dessen stared at the mentor in the spell and said expressionlessly, ”Andy, this is a rare opportunity to observe, there aren’t many chances for Master O’Dennell to strike in front of other people, so you have to cherish it. Of course, if the gang outside obtains the information, then you’ll have to wait for the next opportunity.”
The object of his complaint was a teenager beside him, not yet as tall as Desen’s shoulders.
“Yes, Mr. Plant.”
The teenager replied, his voice carrying that characteristic hoarseness of a boy’s changing voice.
He looked grave and eyed Master Odonnell, even if the other man was merely sitting and breathing.
The two men didn’t move a muscle, but the conversation continued.
“Mr. Plant.”
“Hmm?”
“Why don’t you drop hints about intelligence targets?”
“The other party is not an ordinary person, but a powerful assassin who has served the Diaz family for decades, and even though his body is not as strong as it was when he was young, his willpower must be very strong. For this kind of person, hints have to be given in a situation where the other party is not on guard, and the things that the other party is instructed to do should not raise the other party’s alarm, and it’s almost impossible for our people to instantly get acquainted with an assassin who has been on high alert all year round so that he’s not on guard, and to get a secret out of him that he has to keep even if it costs him his life.”
“Then,” continued Andy, “why not control the other man with a brain worm!”
“It takes a long time for a brainworm to infest a person’s brain, and we’d have to finish the job tonight – it’s simply too late to wait before the Diaz family reacts. Besides, the brain worm will cause severe damage to the target’s brain, and although the target is obedient, he or she also becomes insane and delirious, so it’s hard to say that the information extracted in such a situation will have a few points of truth.”
Desen Plante blinked.
“So, my mentor chose to do it this way.”
“Soul retrieval!”
(End of chapter)