Lord of the Oasis

It is natural that Kant does not need to bother about this interrogation.

Follow his orders.

soon.

There were 10 Swadian infantrymen, and they brought 5 high-level gnolls to the door of the Consulate.

The chain armor boots kicked the legs of these high-level gnolls fiercely, and with enough strength, they directly let these captives with their heads bowed to the end, just kneeling in front of Kant.

"Roar..." The gnolls roared in a low voice because of the humiliation.

But the 10 Swadian infantrymen in charge of the detainees did not have the slightest fear on their faces.

Instead, the corners of his mouth curled into a disdainful smile, and he directly pulled out the half-sword from his waist and slammed it into the side of the prisoners.

The captives bowed their heads and wisely chose to surrender.

The leading infantry nodded with satisfaction, Shen Shenghui reported: "The lord's lord has been brought here."

"Well, well done." Kant looked at this scene and said indifferently.

At the same time, he looked down at the five gnolls in surprise linen robes, and asked calmly: "The gnolls from the coast of Mannheim, the Kingdom of Greymane, why do you invade my fief territory?"

Kant's voice fell, but no one answered.

The five gnolls kneeling on the ground raised their beast-like heads, and the fangs of their lower jaws were still bared.

His eyes were full of unyielding and resentment.

It seems that he wants to devour people.

Eyes are sharp!

Obviously, all the tortures and insults they suffered after they were captured were counted on Kant's head.

If they are now strong and well fed, they probably wouldn't even estimate their own life and death. They would have to carry the tomahawk with both hands and die together with Kant sitting on the chair on the front steps of the Consulate Hall.

"Oh, unyielding eyes." Kant chuckled.

Kneeling in front of others, threatening others with eyes, is always so weak.

At least Kant doesn't care.

He spoke lightly and said to these captives, "You must know one thing, eyes can't kill others, but I, who have your life, can easily..." After a pause, he said indifferently, "Kill you all."

"Bam—"

Behind the captive gnoll, the well-crafted chain boots were lifted and kicked heavily on their backs.

dull sound.

These prisoners were all lying on the ground, their hands tied back made them unable to stand up, but they didn't need to get up on their own. The Swadian infantry who kicked them down stretched out their hands and dragged the gray hair on their heads to kneel again. On the ground, only the half-sword shone with cold light was placed beside their throats at this time.

The infantrymen from Swadia are not willing to see their lords, and they will be threatened by these inferior races, even if it is a threat of eyes, that will not work!

Kant nodded to them and looked at the captives and asked plainly, "We can have a good conversation."

"Yes... is it?"

Finally, a gnoll opened his mouth, and his words were eloquent in the human language.

It was the leader of the pirates who still had anger and humiliation hidden in his eyes, but he suppressed it and said, "Lord of the human race, what exactly do you want to know..."

Getting a response, Kant nodded with satisfaction: "Cooperation is a wise choice."

"What do you want to know," the pirate chief repeated.

"No, if you cooperate, I think your emotions should also calm down. Cooperating with our friendly conversation is a good thing for both of us, a good thing that can be praised."

Kant smiled and looked at the pirate leader: "What do you think?"

The pirate leader's face was slightly grim.

It has never knelt down to answer questions in such a humiliating manner after so many years in the sea of ​​​​stars.

What's more, give it to a human who has always looked down on it, kneeling in front of him and answering humiliatingly, his heart is beating, his eyes are bloodshot, which makes it really unacceptable.

It's so angry!

But for its anger, Kant just chuckled: "Help it calm down."

"Yes." The infantry responded in a deep voice.

But then, after the voice of this response, the sound of hunting the wind came faintly.

Before the pirate leader could react, the iron scabbard was drawn directly on its cheek, and the force contained in it instantly swept away its fangs, and even the lips were ripped and oozing blood.

"Roar--"

This swipe instantly angered the already tyrannical pirate leader.

His legs stood up in an instant, and his two arms broke free from the hemp rope frantically. His green eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth was full of blood in a low voice, and he wanted to rush towards Kant on the steps.

This was a swooping without regard to death, and even the four gnoll pirates on both sides were also aroused with blood in their hearts.

Although they have civilization and wisdom.

But when crazy, the ferocity is far more terrifying than the uncivilized low-level gnoll!

"Stupid." Kant looked at the gnoll who was rushing, and was not afraid at all.

Just on the side, the infantry holding a thick fan-shaped shield inserted in front of Kant, holding the shield abruptly to resist the pounce, slightly retreating half a step due to the strength, but the shield was instantly withdrawn like a spring, tied with chain armor. The right hand of the glove slammed a right hook from bottom to top, hitting the left cheek of the pirate leader heavily.

"Boom."

The pirate leader's teeth flew out, and the whole person flew out with the punch, fell heavily down the steps, and lay in front of the four shocked gnoll pirate subordinates.

The Swadian infantry was silent, shook his right wrist, and stood beside Kant again.

"Can we have a good chat now?"

Kant spoke lightly.

The Swadian infantry next to them raised their half-swords in cooperation. The sharp blades reflected the light of noon, bringing not passion, but the splendor of harvesting life.

"Can..." The pirate leader coughed and struggled on the ground.

It spit out two knocked out teeth, mixed with a mouth full of blood, with despair in its eyes, stood up and knelt in front of Kant again, bowing his head as if giving up everything: "Human nobles, you want to know... what…"

"This is good."

Kant nodded, satisfied with his knowledge.

Standing up and walking down the stone stairs on the third floor, Kant came to the pirate leader, squatted down slightly, looked at its turbid and hopeless eyes, and asked slowly: "Tell me, your large army, When will you reach this desert, tell me, I will let you go, and I swear on my honor that I will never kill you."

His words were very seductive, and his young face was not at all sinister, and even his eyes were quite sincere.

The four gnolls suddenly swallowed and spit.

For Kant's words, they were like grabbing a life-saving straw, subconsciously looking at the leader whose cheeks were swollen and swollen, and his eyes were full of longing for life.

No one really wants to die.

No matter how firm the will is, after experiencing thirst and hunger, there is no belief in the past.

"What I'm saying is true."

Sweeping their eyes, Kant's mouth curled slightly: "I swear by the honor of the noble."

"There are still 7 days!" The pirate leader finally said, slumped with blood, his swollen cheeks lowered, and said: "We are an advance team and will only set off half a month earlier than the expedition team, if it is not unexpected , they will reach the southern part of the Narun Desert in seven days, that is, early next month."

"Very good." Kant got up with a smile and sat back in his seat.

Seeing that Fatis and Manid, who had already inspected the captive area, just came back, Kant nodded and said, "This information is very important. I like this friend, what do you think?"

"Certainly, he is a good gentleman." Manid complimented Kant.

Fatis just nodded.

As a knight, he looked down on this guy who revealed his secrets after being captured in the war. If he could withstand torture and torture and die generously, he could still praise him a few words.

Although the end result is still death.

But Fatis can guarantee that it will not be chopped up as food for those gnolls or fertilizer for soil.

"Send them back."

Kant waved his hand and motioned for the infantry to pull the five high-level gnolls down.

It also seemed to be thinking of something, and he told the infantry: "Give them some water and bread. Well, if you don't eat bread, you can also eat some dried meat as a reward for answering questions."

"Yes," replied the Swadian infantry.

"Sir... we, we eat bread!" A gnoll pirate replied eagerly.

Kant heard the words and chuckled: "Oh, that's better, give them bread, dried meat, and water." After a while, he looked at the gnoll pirate who answered, pointed to it and said, "I like this guy very much, Give it another sausage, and if it answers the questions we want to know later, let it fill every meal."

"I, I am willing to surrender and join your camp!" The gnoll pirate immediately knelt on the ground, ignoring the complicated and angry eyes of his companions, and shouted: "I know many coasts of Mannheim and Greymane. Kingdom information!"

"Very good." Kant nodded with a smile, still waving to take away.

Soon, the infantry took them down again.

Kant turned around and entered the Consulate.

Fatis and Manid followed suit.

Sitting back in his seat, Kant's face restrained a smile, and said lightly: "In seven days, the expedition will reach the Naron Desert, which means that at the beginning of next month, we will usher in a real enemy."

"That's right." Fatis and Manid looked at each other.

Kant frowned and tapped his fingers on the table.

Looking at the two subordinates who are deeply trusted by him, he said, "You arrange to have these high-level gnolls interrogated, let them reveal everything they know, and improve our understanding of the coast of Mannheim as much as possible. As well as the knowledge of the Greymane Kingdom, don't let up, we will officially contact them next month."

"You will know more comprehensive information." Manid has little research on the interrogation.

"Okay." Kant nodded and looked at Fatis at the same time: "Since Manid is in charge of the interrogation, then you are in charge of the troops. When the gnolls arrive at the sentry oasis, I hope you can make the best response."

Fatis also nodded heavily: "I will do my best."