Boyle's heart tightened—who is this again? Why didn't the intelligence mention any collusion between the rebels and the Public Church? Could it be the confessor? Do the rebels plan to resort to torture directly?
The four rebel officers just looked at Boyle without speaking. The ascetic monk in the corner, like a stone statue, also remained silent.
So Lanco Boyle was the first to break the silence.
"Colonel Gessa, Colonel Skur, Lieutenant Colonel Magash, Captain Montaigne," Major Boyle forcefully moved his arm bound by the belt, the chair beneath him shaking with his action, "please allow me to protest against the mistreatment of an envoy."
Sitting in the middle of the long table, the bald officer with half his face covered in horrific scars spoke first with an arrogant expression, "Prisoners have no right to protest."
