Chapter 877 – Illegal Slave Trader
After tying the heretic’s limbs tightly to a chair, I danced while waiting for him to wake up.
“…!”
He slowly opened his eyes, then, seeing his body completely restrained, he was shocked and started to convulse.
“Ugh! Uuuugh!!! Hheuuugh!!!”
Of course, he couldn’t escape in his tightly bound state. And even if he did escape, what could he do against me? I could easily crush a guy like him with my bare hands. I was even confident I could dislocate his limbs and tie them up like ribbons. Naturally, I could poke holes all over his body with my fingers, turning him into SpongeBob.
After writhing in confusion for a while, the heretic saw me.
“…!”
Then he was shocked once more.
He must not have realized I was dancing in front of him because he was in a state of confusion. Or maybe it felt like a dream or hallucination. Especially since I was in the middle of dancing.
Anyway, I knew he was terrified.
“Calm down. I’ll untie you after I finish this dance.”
“Ouk! Aauuouk!! Ouuuuk!!”
ㅡFwoosh!
ㅡWhoosh!
I continued to dance.
Like a murderous ballerina, I raised my arms high, spinning and kicking into the air like a swan. Then, as if my heart had burst, I clutched at my chest and howled like a beast.
“KIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!”
“…!”
Of course, it didn’t end there.
Still in the roaring pose, I bent backward like an exorcist, forming a bridge, then started running around the house like a madman on all fours in reverse.
ㅡTootatatatat!!!
I was almost as fast as a high-speed mini-car.
“Screeeech! Screeeeeeeeeech! Screeeeeeeeeeeech!!!”
Screaming like a longhorn beetle, I climbed the wall, hammered my fingers into the wooden ceiling, and moved like I was doing pull-ups. This was nothing to me now.
ㅡThump.
After roaming the ceiling, I landed in front of the heretic.
“Hic…! Hic! Hiiic!!!”
Already completely consumed by fear, the heretic had even stopped screaming, and was just crying, tears streaming down his face. Humans are indeed weak to fear. Anyone would be forced to wail at such a sight.
If I had known it would work this well, I should have danced naked.
ㅡSwish!
I pulled out the rag I had stuffed in his mouth.
ㅡDribble.
Saliva drooled out.
“Cough, cough! Why, why are you doing this…! Hic! I’m sorry! I was wrong!”
The heretic, coughing, pleaded in a voice completely filled with fear. First, it was necessary to completely disorient the person under investigation.
“Why…! Whyyy…! Why… Hic!”
I gently stroked his head, giving him a scalp massage.
“Scalp massage.”
“Yes…?”
“Feels good?”
“Hic! Huhuuck…! Sniff! Please stop…! What did I do wrong…!”
“Does the scalp massage feel good?”
“Hic…! Hic!”
This guy’s really slow on the uptake.
Then he’ll have to pay the price.
“Kkeureureureureureuya!! Kkeureureureureureuya!! Kkeureureureureureuya!!”
I grabbed his face as it was, rolled back his eyes, shook my head wildly, and screamed. It was the sound of vibrating my tongue while exhaling.
“A, aaaaah!! Aaaaaaaah!!”
“Shut up!!!!”
“Huk!”
“Did the scalp massage feel good!!! Why aren’t you answering me!!!!!”
“It felt good! It felt good!! The scalp massage felt good!”
“Really?”
Now he’s answering.
“Then get more.”
I massaged his scalp again and asked.
“What’s our friend’s name?”
“Name…?”
“Yes. Name.”
“Lucas…”
His name is Terton.
“What’s your name?”
“Yes…?”
“What’s your name?”
“Uh… Lucas…”
ㅡSmack!
I slapped him hard, and he collapsed along with the chair.
ㅡCrash!!
“Khaaack!!”
Blood spurted from his burst lip, and fragments of broken teeth scattered. How dare he lie in front of me? Working at that shitty facility was already shitty enough, but I can’t stand it if he lies too.
“What’s your name?”
“Terton! It’s Terton!!”
The correct name came out.
“Why did you lie?”
“That’s, well!!”
“Why did you lie?”
“I thought I had to hide my name! I’m sorry! I won’t do it again!”
“Hehehe, okay. Since you told the truth, I’ll let it slide this once. Then promise me you won’t lie from now on. Promised?”
“Yes, yes…!”
I set the fallen chair back up and sat him down.
Then I hooked my pinky finger with his and shook it slowly.
“Pinky swear. Hook it up. Promise.”
“Eek…!”
How dare this bastard not follow along?
“Pinky swear!!!!!”
“H, hook it up!!”
When I yelled at him like that, he followed my song.
“Promise!!”
“Y, you promise…!”
“Are you going to promise me, or not!!!!!!!”
“I’ll promise! Yes!”
Good.
Now the preparation for conversation is complete.
“Good. Then, our Terton. What did you do early this morning?”
“In the early morning… I was working.”
“Where?”
“Workplace…”
“Workplace where. Ah, damn it. Let’s just start by breaking your arm. I can’t stand it anymore because your answers are so unsatisfactory.”
“Huh? Huh?!”
Just as I was about to grab his arm and break it, he answered frantically.
“Sangulla! I was working at a slave auction house called Sangulla! I’m a manager there! It happened to be the day the auction started, so I worked overtime!”
“Oh, you were a manager! If you’re a manager there, are you a high-ranking person?”
“D, do you want money…?”
“Something like that. Anyway. What kind of work do you do there?”
“S, slave trading!”
He’s stuttering badly.
“Our Sangulla is a store that only sells slaves acquired through legal procedures… We have maintained our tradition for a long time, so many people are looking for us. Unlike other places, everything is legal, so that’s why.”
“Really?”
That’s probably how it is on the surface.
“Do you just sell slaves and that’s it?”
“Of course!! Reitas may be a bad place, but we have trust!!! I have never done anything bad even once! Please believe me!!”
I already found out that they were storing corpses in the basement and exporting them somewhere through a secret port.
He was hiding that now.
“Okay, whatever. Let’s skip this for a moment. How long have you been working?”
“That’s… about three years.”
“Three years? Really? Hasn’t it only been a year?”
According to the paladin’s report, he came here last year. He suddenly came and suddenly became a manager. That means the head of this place is definitely connected to the heretics, but the paladin couldn’t investigate the head.
“…”
He was silent.
He was silent and rolled his eyes.
“You lied again!!! You lied to me again!!!! We pinky swore and promised, but you tried to deceive me againnnnnnn!!!!!!!!!!!!! Meeeeeoooooooowng!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
An explosive rage erupted.
“Wait!!”
I released the rope that was tying his arm, then immediately grabbed his arm and bent the joint completely in the opposite direction.
ㅡSnap!
“Uoooogh!! Uoooogh!! Uoooogh!!”
“Shut up!!!”
“Uoooogh!!!”
When I bent the joint, he screamed, and his arm stretched out like jelly. The joint that was connected at the elbow was completely dislocated.
I spun his dislocated forearm around like a rotating lever.
ㅡSwirl.
The arm, having lost its center of gravity at the joint, was twisted around like a screw bar.
“Keoeok!”
Unable to bear the pain, the heretic fainted.
ㅡSlap!
As soon as I slapped him, he opened his eyes wide.
“Uoooogh!! Uoooogh!!”
“If you don’t shut up, it’s the other arm this time.”
“Ugh…! Keueup…!”
Still, he had enough reason to stop screaming and shut his mouth tightly at those words.
People really don’t listen unless you tell them with words.
“Listen carefully, Terton. If you lie or tell a different story from the truth, I will pull out all the joints in your body. I already know about you. I’m going to ask you a lot of things, and if you say something different from what I know, I’m going to punish you. Got it?”
“Keuheup…! Y, yes, I understand…!”
Originally, such coercive torture was not allowed.
But I saw the secret corpse disposal chute on the 5th floor and that mess in the basement. That’s the evidence. They were plotting an evil scheme, so torture was essential.
If I hadn’t seen that, I wouldn’t have been able to use these methods.
To put it simply, I can’t just torture a suspect who is accused of murder, but if I directly witnessed that suspect abandoning a corpse, I can torture him to get a confession.
“You came here a year ago, right?”
“…Yes.”
“Why did you lie?”
“That’s… I…”
“It’s because you’re a manager of the Paradise Ascension, right? You heretic.”
“N, no! That’s impossible!”
He shouted in surprise.
“Do you know what the Paradise Ascension is?”
“N, not that!! Please!”
Of course he would know. The paladin was investigating that Paradise Ascension and ended up tracking him down. He was frantic, but it doesn’t work anymore.
“That won’t do. Let’s start by tearing off your balls. I’ll tear them off with my hands. You’re resisting because of male hormones. It’ll be easier if we eliminate the cause. Hurry up and spread your legs.”
“Hic! Hiiiic! I, I! I’ll tell you everything! I’ll tell you everything!!”
“Really? Then answer my questions.”
That’s how I was able to subdue Terton.
No one can withstand torture.
“What did you do in the basement of Sangulla?”
“C, corpses! I stored corpses!”
He immediately talked about the corpses.
I didn’t say anything about the corpses.
He knows.
“And you exported them using a ship!”
“Why? Tell me the reason.”
“That’s… There’s someone who buys the corpses! I, I don’t know who it is! I was just ordered to do it! To do that work here!”
“Who ordered you?”
“The Senior Preacher…!”
Senior Preacher, huh.
“Bullshit, you bastard! Who is that!!!!”
“T, the person who sent me here! He’s the branch manager of our religion!”
“Branch manager? Is that different from the Sangulla manager?”
“The manager is also a believer… but I don’t know well! It’s true! I just received orders from him!”
The same believer, huh.
Anyway, seeing that there is a command system, it is clear that it is a somewhat large group. And he is so thorough in following orders that he came here and did the work as the Senior Preacher told him to do.
This is more than just a heretic, it’s an anti-national group.
“Anyway, you’re from the Paradise Ascension, right?”
“We’re not like those Paradise Ascension cults, we’re the ‘New World Advent Society’!! It’s a misunderstanding!! We’re different!”
New World Advent Society.
It’s bullshit, and it’s a religion that is presumed to have a doctrine that is a carbon copy of the Paradise Ascension, from the doctrine to the structure of the god’s advent. The doctrines are different, but it’s just a few changes.
The name is just a smokescreen.
“Okay. But why are those corpses being created?”
“The Sangulla upper management… provides female slaves to perverted sex maniacs… Th, they killed them! We’re just trying to recycle the corpses…!”
Isn’t this too heretical?
A guy who seriously believes in the New World Advent Society was doing this kind of thing.
It’s incomprehensible.
“The spirit of recycling is important. But are there that many slaves?”
“Yes… Since we go all over the country… it’s easy to get slaves. There are a lot of criminals…”
“It’s easy to get slaves?”
I took out the iron rod I found in his house and broke it in half.
“Yes…?”
And I put the heretic’s finger joint between the two halves of the iron rod.
“W, wait!! W, what!! Stop! Stooooop! I’ll tell you everything!!”
I used the strength of my hand to press down hard.
ㅡCrunch!
“ㅡKeoeoeok!!!”
Ordinary human bones and flesh cannot overcome iron. When I pressed down on the two iron rods with my grip, the flesh of the finger joint between them burst and the bone was crushed.
“Kiyaaaaaaaaaaaaack!!!”
Tremendous pain would follow, but I had only used one finger joint so far.
Since there are several finger joints, it is a method that can be used more than ten times per hand, and since it is not cutting off, it can be done again in the same place. Above all, there is little bleeding, so there is no chance of dying.
Therefore, there is nothing that can be hidden from me.
“Okay, heretic. Put out your next finger.”
“I kidnapped them! I kidnapped the slaves!! I’m running a slave hunting unit!!”
“Hurry up and put out your next finger.”
“It’s illegal! It’s illegal!! I was kidnapping people and selling them!! Please! Please stooooop!! Aaaaaaack!! Stooooop!!”
Illegal slave trading.
During the age of imperialism, Western powers kidnapped innocent black people and made them slaves. There was no better way to maintain plantations that required a lot of labor and accumulate wealth.
These bastards were doing the same thing.
Sugarcane field.
Sugarcane field. Sugarcane field. Sugarcane field. Sugarcane field. Sugarcane field. Sugarcane field. Sugarcane field. Sugarcane field. Sugarcane field. Sugarcane field. Sugarcane field. Sugarcane field. Sugarcane field. Sugarcane field. Sugarcane field. Sugarcane field. Sugarcane field. Sugarcane field. Sugarcane field.
Sugarcane Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiield!!!!!!!!!!
“KIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!”
ㅡScream!!!
“Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!!!!!!!”
I screamed and crushed all the finger joints of this heretic bastard!!! The fingers that went between the iron rods all burst, and every time that happened, the heretic fainted, but when new pain struck, he opened his eyes again!!
“Ugh!! Uaaaaaaack!!”
“Meeeeoooooooowng!!!!!!!”
I repeated that for a long time and conducted the interrogation.
“Keueueuk…!”
As a result of the investigation, they were kidnapping people by running a slave hunting unit and gathering them in Sangulla. Of course, they legally acquired a large number of slaves from prisons in other regions, but that was just for show.
The real thing was illegal slaves.
“Keuk… Hiccup…! W, we hired… a forger… a professional forger named Hake… Hiccup! We hired him… There’s a stamp there…”
They were even forging documents by hiring a professional forger.
The store sells a mix of illegal and legal slaves.
And on certain special days, they secretly sell illegally acquired slaves to special VIPs. At this time, they usually sell kidnapped beauties. In fact, beautiful female criminals are not common.
If they select and kidnap the goods, they bring them to Sangulla by going around here and there. They were able to make a lot of money with this. There are many wealthy people who want beauties. Especially if it’s a beauty that they can secretly violate as much as they want, there will be even more people who want it.
In addition, since it was an illegal place, a perverted business was also established, and a place was prepared to torture or kill women, as I saw on the 5th floor early in the morning.
They make a lot of money by selling slaves and providing entertainment venues at the same time.
They also supply corpses and the remaining surplus slaves.
What is their purpose?
Why are they collecting money and exporting corpses?
“Why did you do this?”
“The Preacher told me to collect money… so that we can go to the New World…”
The completely ruined Terton said that with hazy eyes.
He seemed to seriously believe in the New World.
The doctrine that the god of the New World, which will come someday, will only save them and create paradise.
“If you kidnap innocent people and sell them as slaves, will you go to the New World?”
“They also… sacrifice themselves for our New World… so they can all go to the New World later…”
“You crazy bastard!!”
According to his words, the illegally sold slaves also sacrificed their lives for the apostles of the New World, so they can later go to the New World, which is paradise.
Because he believes in this kind of thing, he takes people’s lives so lightly.
Heretics are indeed dangerous.
Interpreted differently, it means that even if they start a war or kill as much as they want, it is for the New World, so there is no guilt, no responsibility, nothing.
“Wow, but you bastard. Do you export the corpses sacrificed for the New World like that?”
“Hic… I don’t know his identity… but he said he would give a good funeral to the corpses of those who sacrificed their lives for the New World… Keuheuk!”
“You’re out of your mind.”
I organized all the interrogation content in my head.
Sangulla was an illegal slave trader closely related to this New World Advent Society. They were legally disguised, but behind the scenes, they were making a lot of money by kidnapping people. They were even hiring human hunter units and forgers.
And the Senior Preacher of this religion entrusted this business to Terton.
The purpose is to collect money.
There’s nothing more profitable than the slave business.
They will definitely collect a lot of money.
The corpses generated in the process are also exported somewhere with a feeling of additional income. They are definitely doing that because they have a use somewhere. At the same time, they take ‘living, fresh slaves’ somewhere according to their usefulness.
It was a very well-established business.
This is not something that can be done by operating for a day or two. This lord is quite suspicious. Above all, this bastard Terton was completely immersed in religion.
He seemed to sincerely believe in paradise.
Still, he couldn’t overcome the pain.
Anyway, I carefully tied up his body again so that the ruined Terton couldn’t commit suicide, and investigated the entire house. I tore up the floor, broke the drawers, and broke the ceiling to search.
“What is this?”
After searching so diligently, I managed to find a book with a black cover.
“It’s a… scripture…”
“Ooh.”
I should take it.
This is a good find.
There was nothing else to take.
I immediately sealed Tutan’s eyes, ears, and mouth, then strangled him until he lost consciousness. After finding paper and a pen, I organized the interrogation details, put him in a sack, and returned to my quarters.
That crazy heretic bastard.
Now you’re dead.
