I'm not that kind of orc

"Disregarding the Marquis' reason for the mutiny, you yourself have just led troops to attack the airship that Her Highness Alsena was riding on. How do you explain this?" Roland asked.

"The former prime minister of Jialong wanted his father to kill His Highness the Crown Prince. If he did that, there would be no turning back for the Greed family." Bridget replied slowly, "I took the initiative to take over the ambush mission. Prepare to capture His Highness the Crown Prince alive."

"So, you still want to protect Her Highness Alsena?"

"No, it's to ensure our own safety. After my father sent troops, the rebellion became an established fact. If it is suppressed, my father will definitely be executed. If you kidnap the crown prince as a hostage, even if you fail in the end, you can use this to reconcile with the king. It is a wise choice to negotiate...to keep His Royal Highness the Crown Prince alive."

"So, the main purpose of your personal actions is not to betray, but to ensure the safety of your family. Can I understand that?" Roland asked seriously.

"Yes, that's right... that's right," replied Bridget.

"But what you are doing is still essentially assisting the rebellion. Are you aware of this?"

"I know, but I can't think of a better way."

It sounds like the purpose of the operation of the Marquis's Daughter is different from that of the rebels in Helgia.

"Are her words credible?" I asked Roland for verification.

"There is no abnormality in mental fluctuations. In this state, she can only tell the truth. And if she wants to exonerate herself, she should have given this set of arguments before being hypnotized." Roland replied indifferently, "If you don't believe me, you You can confirm that the color of her underwear is the same as what she just said."

Well, in fact, I have a solid foundation in what she said. I asked the group of soldiers guarding the airship before, and they explained that their mission to ambush here was to capture Alsena alive. What she explained was consistent.

"Then, how much do you know about the size and actions of the rebel army? Tell me everything." Roland continued to ask Bridget, asking out the key military information in detail, and Miria was on the side. It's fully documented.

In the end, Roland asked me to bring Alsena and Vikas back and hand over the interrogation records to them.

"The Marquis Glid is a very enlightened person in my impression, it's really weird to participate in the rebellion." After reading the interrogation record, Wikas rubbed his chin and muttered.

"I also have an impression of Bridget. She is the same age as me, and she was qualified as a knight at the age of 15. She is excellent and well-known in the aristocratic circle. This time too, if it wasn't for Mr. Bullock, you can catch up in time. Come back, I’m afraid she’s got it. Although I’m not familiar with her, I personally admire her a lot.” Arsena folded her hands, stared at Bridget who was still kneeling and unconscious for a while, and grew He took a deep breath, "Wake her up, I want to say something to her."

The essence of interrogation lies in psychological suppression (4)

After about half an hour, we changed the location to the room of the airship.After the marquis's daughter, Bridget, was awakened, she was searched carefully by the vice-head of the Knights, Lelia, and then escorted here to sit in front of the table, with her hands wrapped around the back of the chair and handcuffed behind her back.

Arsena sat opposite her across the square table, and Wikas stood behind Arsena as a guard.

And I stood next to Bridget and was in charge of guarding her, watching the movements behind her.This job should have been done by the knights of Helgia, but Roland suggested to Alsena that I should come - she said that I would be a greater deterrent to the Marquis's daughter than others.

In fact, it is true. After entering this room, Bridget kept her head down most of the time, not intending to meet Alsena and Vikas at all, but would look at me with vigilant eyes from time to time. Come here as if I would do something to her.

It doesn't matter, I don't have too many fluctuations in my heart about this kind of thing. You must know that when I met those elves for the first time in the past, their reactions were even more exaggerated.

"Miss Bridget, I think you still remember me?" After sitting down for half a minute, Arsena broke the silence first.

Bridget smiled softly: "Ah, of course I remember, Your Royal Highness, the prince who has attracted the hearts of countless noble daughters in the past, you even kissed me at the ball. I didn't expect it to be a princess. The news came that you became the crown prince." I was really taken aback then.”

Arsena took out the confession record written by Miria just now and threw it on the table: "We just asked you for the military information we wanted, and also confirmed the fact that the Marquis rebelled. There is no need for you to deny it. We will send scouts to confirm the deployment of the army you stated later."

"What do you want to say? You have already asked everything you want to know from my mouth. Now you want to judge my crime or laugh at me?" Bridget still lowered her head, looking desperate up.

"Neither." Alsena folded her hands, stared at Bridget and said, "I'm here to persuade you to surrender."

"Your Highness!?" Her words made Wikas frown.

But Arsena stopped him with a gesture, and then continued to speak to Bridget: "The non-commissioned officers in the army you lead, although they knew that the order they carried out was to kidnap the crown prince, they still carried out it very efficiently, and their morale was not good. It has not been affected much. I think they should be quite loyal to you. So I hope you can lead your army to assist us in countering the rebellion."

Bridget sneered softly: "You want me to lead the captive army to defect and betray my father?"

"It can be said that, of course, the more important thing is that I hope you can open the way for me to negotiate with the Marquis." Arsena said in a calm tone.

"Negotiations..." Bridget's face seemed to have heard a joke, "Are you still going to let us go?"

"Yes, if the Marquis can rein in the precipice, I can promise to let your family go, but I'm afraid the title and territory will still be deprived. Of course, the main premise is that you are willing to cooperate with us now." Arsena stared at Brie closely. That face that hangs down strangely.

Bridget was silent for a while: "I can't believe you with such a verbal promise."

"Then, do you want me to show the corresponding sincerity?" Arsena said.

"..." Bridget didn't respond.

Arsena stared at her for a while, let out a long breath, then took out a key from her body, and pushed it along the table.

It was the key to the shackles, and when Bridget was handcuffed to the chair, she ordered Lelia to give her the keys to the shackles.

"Mr. Bullock." Alsena turned her gaze to me, "Can I trouble you to open her shackles?"

"Your Highness, this kind of thing is absolutely not allowed!" Wikas said and was about to go around the table to get the key back.

But Arsena suddenly stretched out her hand to stop him: "Mr. Wikas, please stand still, this is an order."

Alsena and I looked at each other, didn't say much, picked up the key and opened Bridget's shackles. At this time, Arsena got up, ignored Wikas' dissuasion, walked around the table and came to Bridget's shackles. side.

A look of surprise flashed across Bridget's face after her hands were released, but before she looked up at Arsena, Arsena suddenly put a delicate dagger on the table in front of her: "Here, here you are!" .”

Bridget stared blankly at the dagger in front of her, and then suddenly laughed: "You don't want to use this boring game of trust to influence me, do you? It's so naive, Your Royal Highness, you really think I dare not Stabbing you with this dagger?"

"Miss Bridget..." Arsena took a deep breath, then her voice suddenly sank and became cold, "You seem to have made a mistake."

"Huh?" The change in tone made Bridget subconsciously turn her face away.

This time, she finally met Arsena's eyes, and opened her eyes wide in surprise.

Before she could react, Arsena took the lead, grabbed her hair with one hand and pressed her head on the table, and clasped her wrist with the other hand and folded it on her back.

Bridget struggled violently, subconsciously wanting to use her free hand to snatch the dagger on the table, but at this moment Arsena grasped her locked arm without hesitation and exerted force in the opposite direction of the joint. After pushing it, there was only a clicking sound from the joint, and Bridget let out a miserable scream in the severe pain that was almost dislocated.

"It's useless for you to snatch the short knife. You can't stab my vitals at this angle, not to mention that I can use the holy shield to defend. This short knife is for you to kill yourself. If you are not willing to surrender and make up for it, as I, the crown prince, have the right to execute you for treason." Arsena said to her coldly, "I was not negotiating terms with you from the beginning, but simply letting you make a choice. Every time I talk to you For 1 minute my people are suffering in the flames of war, and my father's life is being threatened, and it's all because of you who started the war in my country! You even let thieves wantonly slaughter innocent villagers... ...Do you think I will be merciful in the face of such traitors?"

During the conversation just now, neither Bridget, who had kept his head down, nor Wikas, who was standing behind Arsena, saw Arsena's face.But standing here, I can see that when she seems to be talking to Bridget calmly, there is an irrepressible beast-like anger in her eyes.

The essence of interrogation lies in psychological suppression (5)

The deterrence displayed by Arsena obviously suppressed Bridget in terms of momentum, Bridget stopped struggling, and turned to look at Arsena's face.

"I've read your statement. The rebels wanted my life, but you wanted to kidnap me. Do you think I came to persuade you to surrender because I was grateful for your life?" Bridget snorted with her face pressed against the table, "Don't take it for granted, what you are doing is still assisting the rebel party, and your attack even injured my subordinates and friends! I persuade you to surrender, It’s just because doing so can minimize casualties. The soldiers recruited from the marquis’ territory are also the people of Helgia, and most of them are just involuntarily involved in this boring rebellion, and are used to satisfy You traitors are ambitious pawns. If I hadn’t considered them, I would have chopped off your head and hung it on the city wall!!”

Arsena really wants to protect the motherland she loves so she can inherit the throne. At this moment, in the face of these rebels who provoked war in her country and let her people down, she has shown great strength. Not only the anger that he should have, but also the decisive side of killing.

Wikas, who was still worried that he was ready to turn over the table to protect the lord at any time, also calmed down a little. It was obvious that Arsena had already controlled the situation with her own wrist.

I felt a little touched. Compared with when I first met, Arthena has indeed grown a lot after becoming the crown prince.

Alsena looked down at Bridget coldly, and each word she spoke was like a cold knife on the other's neck: "My subjects are still waiting for me to rescue them, I don't have much time to waste on you , if you refuse to surrender, I can also choose to execute you directly, cleanse all your subordinates and then take over your soldiers. Your answer will also determine the fate of those loyal subordinates. Now, I will hear your opinion answer."

When Bridget heard this, her eyes widened slightly, and her chest heaved rapidly, as if she was engaged in a psychological struggle.After the failed attempt to kidnap Arthena, she seemed to have fallen into a state of despair.When Arsena proposed to persuade her to surrender at the beginning, she didn't reach out to grab this life-saving straw. She didn't have much trust in Arsena's promise to let her family go.And she obviously couldn't meet her father in battle, otherwise she wouldn't be willing to assist the rebels in action.But when Arsena mentioned the handling of her subordinates, she finally hesitated, and now was the time for her to waver.

Just one more push here...

For Arsena, it is naturally the best result for the daughter of the Marquis to surrender herself. In the civil strife among the lords of Hergia, no matter how the war situation is, it is always the people she values. She must solve the problems in the territory as soon as possible.

Is there anything I can do to help Althea?

Just thinking about it in this way, the image of Roland inexplicably appeared in my mind. In my mind, she gave me a thumbs up, and said to me with a smirk: "Teach her hard to Wouldn't it be good to be obedient?"

I quickly shook my head.

Damn, I seem to be too deeply influenced by that unscrupulous guy...

But if it is purely used as a deterrent, maybe it can really have a starting point for the daughter of the marquis who is already wary of me...

I thought about it for a while.

In my opinion, things are only divided into dos and don'ts. If doing so will help Arthena, then it should be tried.

Thinking of this, I cleared my throat, and said to Alsena who was waiting for Bridget's response: "Alsena, why don't you give her to me."

"Huh?" Arsena turned her head to look at me, a trace of surprise appeared on her tense expression.

Not only her, but Bridget who was being pressed by her also trembled suddenly, and shifted her gaze to my side in some horror.

As for me, I deliberately put my face in the line of sight of the Marquis's daughter, and tried my best to give her a "kind" smile: "You go out first, let me 'persuade' her, and say Maybe she will understand the benefits."

"What do you want to do!?" Bridget yelled out in horror before Arsena responded, and she suddenly began to struggle violently again, like a live fish being held down on a chopping board, Arsena, okay? It was easy to hold her down.

At this moment, Alsena and Vikas both showed a somewhat surprised look. They hadn't seen the scene of Roland's "interrogation" of Bridget before. In their eyes, I just stood up and said a few words. It made Bridget shake violently.

"What do you want to do?" I deliberately raised my eyebrows at the Marquis's daughter in front of me, "You should be very clear about it."

Well, it’s okay to not do one thing and not stop.Anyway, I already have that kind of impression in this guy's eyes, and it's nothing to worry about if I just use this image to threaten me.

Suddenly I felt that I was really poisoned by those elves who broke through the lower limit. At this time, I unexpectedly felt a kind of pleasure of letting myself go. I used this misunderstood image to deliberately scare others. Feeling it!

There is a feeling that I have opened the door to a new world...

"You, you dare!?" Bridget's voice was already trembling, and this appearance reminded me of a certain golden-haired girl who was often bullied by me before, which made me feel more interesting.

"What am I afraid of?" I snorted and looked at Arsena, "How about it, Arsena, leave it to me to try."

"Stop..." Bridget couldn't help but let out her voice.

"If Mr. Bullock wishes to do so, of course there is no problem! I will leave it to you." Arsena agreed without any hesitation.

Her blunt attitude caused Bridget to shout out in horror: "Wait a minute, aren't you going to take care of what this orc is going to do!?"

"Mr. Bullock is here with me. I will fully support whatever I want to do. There is nothing to worry about." Alsena's face is taken for granted, as if I want to kill someone, she will pass the knife to the side, and if I want to set fire, she will be courteous handed over the torch.

Such blatant connivance undoubtedly aggravated Bridget's inner turmoil, and the poor daughter of the Marquis had already begun to tremble slightly.

Well, it feels like it's just one final blow away.

"That's it." I clapped my hands, walked towards the door, pressed my hand on the doorknob, and said loudly, "Wait a minute, I'll go out and prepare some props!"

"Stop! It's all right, I understand, I will seriously consider your proposal, Your Highness, don't hand me over to this orc!" Bridget's last line of defense was finally defeated, "Hey, give me the dead orc Stop! Don't go out, hear you... Hey!"

The essence of interrogation lies in psychological suppression (6)

?Finally, under the high-handed attitude shown by Arsena and the veiled threats I deliberately made, the marquis daughter Bridget finally let go.

"I see, I accept Your Highness's proposal. Hand over the command of the troops, and I will try my best to assist you in negotiating with your father in exchange for the family's amnesty." Bridget, who was tied to the chair again, said to Arser Na said, but her eyes were slanted and she stared at me fiercely, gnashing her teeth, as if I owed her 100 million gold coins.

It can be seen that the deterrence I showed to her just now seems to be far greater than Arsena's threat to execute her.

Arsena, who was on the opposite side again, also cast a very admiring look at me: "Mr. Bullock is really amazing. He calmed her down in a few words. Sure enough, I still have a lot to learn."

She only knew that Roland had hypnotized the confession from Bridget, but she didn't know my role in it.So from her point of view it became Bridget that she couldn't figure it out, and I just suggested to let myself try it out before I even got started.

"What do you want to learn from him!?" Bridget looked at Arsena with a look of horror, as if she was worried about the future of this country.

"Your Highness, since she agrees, you can ask Saidian's mage to make a magic agreement for her." Wikas suddenly suggested, "If she is bound by that kind of thing, it will be difficult for her to betray us. "

This is indeed a good idea, and Arsena immediately nodded in agreement.