103. The One Called the Saint (Part One)

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I didn't know any exquisite and detailed torture methods like the people from the Order of the Crimson Cross usually resorted to.

However, I certainly knew how to set the similar kind of vibe.

Currently, dear Baron Lava was dangling upside down in the air. His maggot-like body was struggling ungainly from side to side.

Right below him was a dug-out pit filled with holy water. As for the chains tightly binding and hoisting the Vampire Baron up? They were manned by my skeletons, obviously.

"Let's play a little game."

To bolster our terror-inducing atmosphere, I deliberately quoted a line from a thriller movie. Baron Lava flinched nastily and stared at me with trembling protruding eyes.

We were inside a completely closed-off space where only the pit of holy water was emitting enough light to illuminate the darkness away.

"There's only one way for you to spare yourself from the suffering. And that is to answer my questions truthfully."