Chapter 153 - One Hundred and Eighteen: Full of Praise_3
Two minutes passed, his struggles gradually subsided, and Malin whipped him again. The young vampire was of no use.
"A bowl of goblin blood." Malin flipped the young vampire over with his foot. A Punisher, holding a bowl of blood already prepared, poured the contents into the vampire’s mouth.
The fresh blood combined with the holy salt revived the young vampire once more. It thrashed about like a fish out of water for a good while before it finally started gasping again.
"Kata, why won’t you speak? Look how painful torture is, just like when you feed on innocent humans, only the victim and perpetrator have switched roles." Malin squatted down to look at the young vampire at his feet, whose ugly and disgusting appearance filled him with revulsion: "Reveal your secrets, and I’ll grant you an honorable death."
"I... I’ve told you, I don’t know," the young vampire answered again.
Malin fell silent for a moment, just as the Punishers were preparing to proceed with another round, he raised his hand, "Kata, you say you don’t know where your brother has gone, what he’s doing. Then, do you know what your father and mother are doing?"
"Father gambles every day, mother does housework at home in the morning, and in the afternoon and evening, she goes out to hunt for prey," the young vampire answered quickly.
Malin sighed as he looked at the sign of truth above its head, then turned to the old Bishop, "He must have been hypnotized. No matter who asks him about his brother, he will say he doesn’t know. He doesn’t even realize he just told a lie, Your Excellency."