"Let me go! Why do you catch me?!"

In the deep underground passage, a wild boar man was covered with a black hood and his hands were tied behind him. Two fully armed wild boar guards, one on the left and one on the right, grabbed his elbow and pushed forward.

"Stop talking nonsense! Go quickly!" The guard kicked the prisoner in the ass: "How dare the spy ask why!"

Upon hearing this, the wild boar man, Diu, was panicked. He was indeed ordered by the high priest to go to Thorn Town to engage in destructive activities, but before he could take action, he was knocked out of touch with a stick in the hotel where he was staying.

When he was awakened by a can of water, he saw a group of big and thick wild boars, tied him up without saying a word, covered him with a headband, and didn't know where to take him.

By the way! I haven't started to act yet!

evidence!

"What evidence do you have!"

"I don't need evidence to arrest people~."

The sound was remembered above the head, and the tone was low and unique, and Diu's heartbeat was stagnant and felt creepy.

The black hood was taken off, and Diu saw the talking creature - it was a red partition wall. He slowly raised his head, his eyes moved upward, and saw a slender neck like a pillar.

Holding his head to the extreme, he saw a ferocious and domineering red dragon head. The two dragon horns were like two sharp swords slanted into the sky. The small horns between the two corners were arranged like the king's crown.

At this time, the Red Dragon was staring at him with his lava-like vertical dragon pupils, and there was no emotion in his pupils, as if he was staring at an ant.

"Kneel down!" The wild boar guard kicked the captain's leg bend, kicking the stunned captain so hard that he knelt in front of the red dragon with a thump.

Jose looked at the spy who had been caught as soon as he entered the town and spit out two breaths: "Tell me, what did that fat pig send you to do?"

One sentence shattered the last trace of luck in the captive.

The wild boar captain's face turned red, and then it softened like a deflated ball.

Suddenly, he looked determined, his eyes widened, and his mouth opened and his tongue was about to bite him hard.

Jose was shocked and quickly showed off his dragon power.

The pressure of higher creatures was like a mountain pressing down, pressing the wild boar captive to the ground, preventing him from biting his tongue and committing suicide.

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Jose's heart and he was solemn.

Unexpectedly, the high priest of the brown-skinned wild boar man, Bethasha, had such a control over her subordinates, and she would rather commit suicide than reveal her secret!

But it doesn't matter. In the magical world, there are many ways to make the weak speak passively.

Intermediate magic - charming humanoid creatures!

Just like the name of this magic, charming humanoid creatures can make a humanoid creature lose its sense of autonomy, and it will be answered all questions and answers. The greater the mental power of the caster and humanoid creature, the easier it is to succeed.

A wild boar trainee priest naturally had no ability to resist Jose's magic. He sat up in a daze, his pupils were distracted and his vision was not focal.

"What is your mission?" Jose tried to make his voice appear softer so that the wild boar spy would wake up from being stimulated.

"The mission is to convince fellow Stone-toothed Wild Boars to stand with the Brown Skin Tribe and help deliver messages against the evil dragon."

"So that's it. I sent an intern priest to use his faith to instigate ordinary stone-toothed wild boars to be spies. The dead fat pig was a little brainy," Jose agreed in his heart.

The idea is correct, but unfortunately, what Bessasha never expected was that the large indigenous tribes around the Triangle Plain were the key objects of Red Dragon Intelligence Agency's understanding, and the relevant layout began ten years ago.

This group of wild boar trainee priests were noticed by intelligence personnel before they left.

Then, their whereabouts were under the surveillance of Jose and they were arrested not long after entering the town.

Jose did not have much sense of accomplishment in defeating the conspiracy of the high priest of the Wild Boar.

This is just a chess piece sent by Bethasha. If she really attached importance to this matter, she would not have sent only three intern priests, as she obviously thought that there would be no loss if she failed.

However, what Jose was a little confused was why such a wild boar trainee priest who was abandoned by Bessasha would rather die than keep the secret?

If he was Bethasha's confidant, a priest with value for cultivation should not have been sent out so easily. If it weren't for the confidant, ordinary people would be so loyal, that would be terrible...

He recalled the information collected over the years about the Brown-skinned Wild Boar tribe.

The super-large indigenous tribe - the Brown-skinned Wild Boar tribe, with a population of about 63,000, occupying a large area of ​​land in the northern part of the Triangle Plain, with only five small and medium-sized indigenous tribes separated by the middle.

In terms of the internal power framework of the tribe, the master priest, Bethasha, is the only leader of the Brown-Skinned Wild Boar tribe. She has seven high-level professions and sixty-two middle-level professions. There is no count of the number of beginner-level professions.

A hint of doubt flashed in Jose's eyes.

According to the information collected in the past, Bethasha attaches importance to professionals, but ignores the needs of the wild boars at the bottom, so that ordinary brown-skinned wild boars starve to death and freeze to death every winter.

A native overlord who controls a tribe with force should not be so loyal to the lower class.

If you can't figure it out, just ask.

"Why would you rather commit suicide than keep the secret?"

The Wild Boar Man spy's eyes were dull and he paused, "Anyway, it's all death. It's better to die early than torture in your hands. Life is worse than death."

Jose:...

Love is the identity of his red dragon that scares the captives to death directly.

"Am I that scary?" Jose asked the two wild boar guards behind the captives.

The two wild boars nodded subconsciously, but then they reacted and shook their heads into rattles.

"Take him down and lock him up," Jose shook his claws depressed.

Two wild boar guards obeyed the order and dragged away the awakened spy.

That's right, Jose has no intention to kill the spy, nor even to harm the spy's personal safety, but only limits freedom.

Jose is not a pervert who enjoys the pain of others. He will not deprive others of his life at will when he is not threatened and the other party has not offended him.

It is not because of kindness, but because he believes that living people can create value, and this value may eventually come to his own hands.

"There are not many good dragons like me."

After sighing, Jose fell down and fell asleep, digesting the dragon's heritage while half asleep and half awake. After entering the teenage stage, the dragon's heritage opened up a lot of new content.

These open new content is similar to downloading information to the network disk. However, if you have relevant resources, you still need to read, understand it in your sleep, and finally integrate it into your own things.

In addition, Jose's sleeping place is underground in the Triangle Plain, not far from Thorn Town.
Chapter completed!