Ergil’s throat began to glow red due to heat and started emitting smoke. Then, with a sizzling sound, Juan slowly pulled out his hand. A thick tentacle was dragged out of Ergil’s mouth along with the smell of burning flesh.

“Juan!”

At that moment, Sina grabbed Juan by his arm in a hurry, causing Juan to stare at her with freezing-cold eyes. Sina couldn’t even gulp due to fear, but she didn’t let go of Juan’s arm.

“You can’t kill him now. We still have a lot of information to find out from him.”

An ordinary person would have already died a time ago when Juan violently mutilated their body with a short sword. But Ergil was still alive and trembling.

“Shouldn’t you have told me that when he was still a little more intact?” Juan replied coldly.

Sina remained silent. While Sina also sympathized with Juan’s feelings to some extent when he was mutilating Ergil, Ergil was a valuable prisoner that Hela had been trying to capture for so long.

“He can become the proof needed to prove that the rebels are directly related to the Crack,” Sina said.

Juan closed his mouth. To be honest, Juan wondered what such proof had to do with anything.

‘What if the rebels are related to the Crack? Is the Imperial Army going to come and subjugate them?’

Regardless of the Imperial Army’s actions, Juan had...