Lynn nodded and said, "That's exactly what I was thinking!"
Soon after.
They watched them leave in the distance.
Nanako and the others finally snapped out of their daze.
"Master, is it really okay to hand over the Law Breaker Squad to them like this? If they actually manage to interrogate something out of them, wouldn't that..."
Lynn chuckled and said, "Don't worry about it. People who believe in the God of Order are just as rigid as their god. Getting them to believe what those pigs say would be harder than climbing to heaven!"
[Of course, it's mainly because I placed a small spell on them!]
[Whatever they say, once translated, will turn into something completely different~→_→]
[As for what it turns into, well, I have no idea, hehe—]
Nanako was dumbfounded.
The young mage girl beside her exclaimed in surprise, "Big brother, you know so many things!"
Lynn smiled and said, "Of course, before coming to Winter Spring Valley, I've been everywhere, so naturally I know quite a bit, hehe."
"..."
...
About fifteen minutes later.
In the basement of the Lakeside Town church.
Alex bowed to a white-clad knight before him and said solemnly:
"Knight Commander, these are the ones! Saint Anna was right, the curse here is indeed closely related to the Secret Source Mages!"
"They tried to attack the mages of Winter Spring Valley in the city, but fortunately Saint Anna encountered them, and the Law Breaker Squad reflected the curse back onto themselves!"
Then.
Alex walked up and stomped on a black pig several times in disgust:
"They're absolutely hopeless fools!"
The black pigs let out desperate howls.
No, that's not it!
The people from Winter Spring Valley are deceiving you!
We are the Law Breaker Squad!
"Oink—oink—" the pigs wailed.
"What, you dare to make noise? I'll beat you to death!"
Alex was shocked and kicked them several more times.
The white-clad Knight Commander beside him looked up, stopped him, and pondered:
"Did you witness this yourself?"
Alex dusted off his hands and shook his head, "Report, Knight Commander, the Winter Spring Valley mages told me this themselves. By the time I arrived, the situation had already been resolved."
The white-clad knight fell into deep thought.
The fact that the Holy Church sent Saint Anna and the Law Breaker Squad here clearly showed how seriously they took the unusual events in this area.
Though he didn't know much about it.
The Law Breaker Squad were elite warriors specifically trained to deal with curses and magic.
Perhaps they really did have some method to reflect curses.
"Then where are Saint Anna and the others?" he turned and asked.
Alex clasped his hands and said, "The Winter Spring Valley mages said that Saint Anna led the Law Breaker Squad to pursue the remaining Secret Source Mages, and they haven't returned yet."
The Knight Commander nodded.
This was indeed Saint Anna's style.
She was a cold-blooded woman who wouldn't rest until achieving her goal.
He turned his head.
His gaze fell upon those battered black pigs.
If these really were Secret Source Mages.
Then they should be able to get a lot of useful information out of them.
"Go fetch the Druid gentleman, I want to see what these Secret Source Mages have to say!"
"Yes! Knight Commander!"
Upon hearing his words.
A spark of hope suddenly burst forth in Saint Anna's despairing heart.
Her whole body trembled.
Druid!
This was wonderful!
She remembered that she had personally brought this Druid from the Holy Church, specifically to communicate with those who were cursed.
She had to tell them that she was Saint Anna! That they were the Law Breaker Squad!
It was those Winter Spring Valley mages!
They must be the ones who cast the curse!
They must all be killed!
Soon.
Under Saint Anna's trembling gaze, the Druid she had brought here walked in.
The Knight Commander turned around, nodded to the Druid, and said:
"I'll leave this to you, sir. I know you're fluent in many languages, surely you can understand what these creatures are saying!"
The Druid replied courteously, "It's my honor, Knight Commander."
Then.
The Knight Commander turned his head and gazed coldly at the black pig that was actually Saint Anna, saying:
"Speak! Who exactly are you people! What was your purpose in spreading curses in Lakeside Town?! If you tell the truth, I might spare your lives!"
Knowing her chance had come.
Saint Anna immediately anxiously spoke in [Pig Language]: "You fools, I am Saint Anna, your High Priestess! I was cursed by those Winter Spring Valley mages! You've got the wrong people! Idiots!!"
The Druid heard this and was startled, then his eyes filled with intense anger.
The Knight Commander frowned and asked, "Sir, what did it say?"
The Druid angrily translated: "She called us fools, and said she's your father, your oinking father! She also said she wants to slaughter us and the Winter Spring Valley mages as sacrifices!"
Saint Anna went (ΩДΩ): "!!!!"
No!
That's wrong!
I never said anything like that, don't mistranslate!
I said I'm Saint Anna, I'm your...
"So I've encountered a tough one, have I?"
The Knight Commander laughed in anger.
He had never seen such a fearless creature before.
Starting off by claiming to be his father - clearly he had been too lenient!
"Guards! Bring out the torture devices!" The Knight Commander waved his hand and shouted:
"Get the tiger bench ready, and force-feed them chili water! Let's see if these swine still dare to be so stubborn!"
The black pigs: "(ΩДΩ)!!"
The next moment, they were immediately driven into the torture chamber by the jailers, where all sorts of dizzying torture instruments made one's blood run cold.
No!
Please, no!
They screamed in their hearts, letting out oink after oink.
But it was no use.
Soon, the torture began.
Piercing pig squeals filled the entire room.
After half an hour of torture.
The Knight Commander coldly approached the black pig that was Saint Anna and shouted:
"Speak! Who are you!"
Saint Anna let out miserable pig squeals: "I am Saint Anna!"
The Druid suddenly gritted his teeth and angrily turned to translate to the Knight Commander: "I am your father!"
Saint Anna: "(ΩДΩ)!!"
The Knight Commander was shocked.
Good heavens!
What insolence!
Did they think he couldn't wield a sword anymore?!
"Guards!" he raged: "Beat them! Hold them down and beat them hard! Let's see if it still dares to be so defiant!"
Accompanied by piercing screams, the beating continued for over ten minutes.
The Knight Commander said through gritted teeth: "I'll give you one more chance. Just tell me honestly who you are and what you're doing here, and I'll spare your life!"
Saint Anna weakly trembled and spoke in pig language: "I... I really am Saint Anna..."
The Druid immediately trembled and turned to translate to the Knight Commander: "She says, she really is your father!"
The surrounding black pigs: "(ΩДΩ)!!!"
Saint Anna became desperate, shaking her head frantically and screaming: "No! No! Don't listen to his wrong translations, I am Saint Anna, I'm Saint Anna!"
The Druid angrily translated: "She says, yes, that's right, she wants me to translate it twice for you, she is your father, your great father!!"
The Knight Commander trembled as he stepped back: "I... I..."
Saint Anna was about to go mad.
She screamed: "It's Saint Anna, Saint Anna!"
The Druid furiously translated: "It's your father! Your great father!"
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