Eros look at him and for some unknown reason he felt a rage that made him confuse. Still he maintained his rationality and went on with the interrogation.
Now, restrained in chains with anti-magic, he sat on the cold floor, sweat soaking through his collar. He never expected that the easy money he made by accepting that request will put him in this situation.
"Shit I don't want to die!...damn it!" He repeatedly said in his head while the people in front of him just stare at his scared expression.
"Sir Baylee, please start"
Eros said to him, Baylee just nodded and so the senior mage cast the spell that unlocked the man's surface memories. Scenes spilled forward, the lab's construction, the delicate installation of the mana bombs, the mysterious group that help them, and even receiving payments…
But the one who issued the instructions remained hidded. The figure's voice was magically distorted. The memories were no help at least not yet.
Baylee couldnt help but sigh
