Chapter 316.2
(Continued)
Ciero felt the urge to vomit up not blood, but blasphemous truths.
This level of pressure was the lightest and most basic of the Inquisition’s interrogation techniques. If they took it a step further, he knew he would not be able to endure.
“Enough!”
At that moment, Ciero’s instincts awoke.
A talent for deception, seduction, agitation, and manipulation, all grounded in survival absolutism.
“Who do you think you’re daring to slander right now? The Holy Grail Knight is a noble figure who single-handedly broke through the army of the undead, rescued the believers, and disappeared without seeking any reward! And instead of praising his noble character and achievements, you’re attempting to smear his name? Is the Church jealous of the Holy Grail Knight’s accomplishments?”
At Ciero’s sudden outburst, Saltna flinched. However, his eyes narrowed even more.
Regardless, Ciero turned his desperation into a passionate plea for the persecuted faithful, as if he were spitting out his very soul.