141 Lion Group!

Truda's smile stiffened on her face.

When had someone else been in the interrogation room?!

Why didn't she know?!

The voice continued—

"Are you wondering why you didn't notice me entering the interrogation room? It's because you were too excited being whipped by Simon's belt!"

Your appearance was just as disgusting and nauseating as your previous smile," the voice behind Truda said slowly and methodically.

This pseudo-cabman spy immediately roared.

"Come out!"

"I know it's you!"

"Arthur Kredos!"

Step, step.

The slightly blurred footsteps sounded again from behind, and Truda calculated the distance. Just as she anticipated the target reaching the expected position—

Gag!

A greenish bile was sprayed out by the opponent.

But this sudden attack missed its mark.

Hiss, hiss!

The distinct sound of acid hitting the ground and walls made the somewhat dazed Truda look utterly foolish. The spy then roared again.

"Come out!"

"You come out… Ah! Ahhhhh!"