Dungeon of Niflheim

Chapter 641 Brutal interrogation (2)

It took an entire 6 hours of dedicated torture for one of the assassins to finally break and release knowledge of their client."

"The second prince of Northrend." Frost stroked his chin in thought as he ordered the torture to continue. 30 minutes later another assassin crumbled under the torment and released the same information, the one who hired them was the second prince Sedrick.

Hearing this name filled Frost and Findley with anger, this wasn't the first time Sedrick had attacked them.

'Are you truly that foolish?' Though Frost was angered and almost believing the information revealed by the assassins something didn't quite add up.

When even Kalia eventually gave up their client also naming the second prince an evil smile grew across Frost's lips.

"This damn 2nd prince, if I wasn't confined to the Dungeon I'd march over to the capital and rip him apart!" Findley loudly roared, his aura breaking loose throughout the room causing the furniture to creak and groan. He was truly incensed by Sedrick.

First he had Nanna and Loki turned into illegal slaves and held by that bastard Adam Furano then he had the nerve to arrange an assassin to take out his master and now this. Findley was truly at the limit of his patience.

"Calm yourself Findley, don't you think we got this information a little too easily?"

"Huh? What do you mean master?"

"These assassins especially that Kalia have surely gone through extensive training would they really give up their organisation's secrets after just a few hours of torture." Even if the torture was rather extreme it still seemed rather soon. Frost sensed that there was a conspiracy at foot.

"Let these five rest for the time being, we'll start interrogating the other one and see if he reveals the same answer."

"Understood master."

Though only 5 people were directly involved in the assassination of Nanna, Frost and Findley knew that there was a sixth one thanks to their ability to view the entirety of the Dungeon including the Camp through the menu. Kalia was only the team leader in the field the true leader was the man who remained in the hotel while they commenced the operation.

Before Kalia and her cohorts had even reached the Sleeping Fenrir, Frost, Khuno and Findley had already attacked and restrained the hidden leader.

A few moments later a man littered with wounds was escorted into the torture room by a regiment of ronsos with their guards fully up. Though this man was in chains and severely wounded his strength was actually that of a B-rank fighter, far stronger than Kalia and the true mastermind behind the assassination attempt.

Knowing the man's strength ahead of time Frost, Khuno and Findley attacked without any restraint, swiftly bringing him down before anyone could notice. A feat that wasn't exactly easy.

"If he breaks down and gives us the same answer then there'll be no doubt left in my mind." These assassins were still carrying out their duty, doing everything in their power to aid their so called client.

Findley took part in the leader's torture personally and after a gruelling 4 hours he also caved in a way that seemed completely natural but again he revealed the name Sedrick, the 2nd prince of the Northrend empire.

The moment he spoke Sedrick's monicker Frost stood up from his chair with a frigid expression and exited the gallery. He ordered for the five assassins to be brought to the torture room as a unit so they could see the state of their leader and quash their last hopes.

"S…Sir." A light in Kalia's eyes seemed to go out when she saw the battered and bruised body of her superior. This man was a powerful B-rank fighter and an intelligent strategist, she never believed that Frost would manage to capture him as well. With him in chains their hope at salvation was all but erased.

Upon locking eyes however the man and Kalia exchanged a secret message, even though they were captured their job wasn't over. Kalia grit her teeth and reluctantly accepted the role she and him now had to play. A role that was originally supposed to be filled by the lower ranks who could be easily replaced.

"A touching reunion don't you think." Frost appeared within the torture room with his telltale cold expression that these people had gotten used to. His gaze primarily focused on Kalia, and the man strapped down in the centre of the room.

"I'm guessing you thought that with him outside there was still a chance for you to escape, for either reinforcements to be sent or for him to find some leverage hmm." Frost's accuracy chilled Kalia's heart, she bite her lower lip in frustration causing blood to flow.

"What else do you want; you've tortured us, and we've given you the information you want so just kill us. We were only doing our job after all!" Fuelled by anger Kalia lashed out, screaming at Frost until her throat became hoarse.

"Just doing a job huh, and I have all the information I need hmm." His words sent a wave of panic through the leader's and Kalia's minds.

'What! Does he know something?' Though they panicked internally nothing showed on their faces.

"I'll give you the job thing, true you were just fulfilling your duties, but those duties involved killing an innocent little girl. You deserve everything I'm about to do to you and then some." Frost replied with pure hatred, his royal aspected aura quickly spreading out until it filled the entire torture room, pressing down on the assassins' wounded bodies.

Even the leader was no exception, he felt his wounds breaking open and a heavy weight stifling his breathing.

"However, to say that I've got the information I need isn't quite right, is it?" Frost walked towards Kalia with forceful steps his aura becoming thicker with every step.

"Each of you said that your employer was the 2nd prince of the Northrend empire Sedrick Northrend." As if truly surprised by his subordinates revealing the name, the leader of their group harshly glared at his subordinates with blame and hatred, but Frost knew this was just an act.

"6 counts of the same information from all parties involved, logically this should mean that there's no doubt that the orchestrater behind this assassination was the 2nd prince. And to be honest when looking at the facts could it be anyone else?

Nanna and Loki were originally illegal child slaves meant for him so it's only logical that he'd either want them back or want to kill them so no one else could have them.

If that's not enough proof the 2nd prince already sent an A-rank assassin to kill me in revenge for my interference thus cementing our relationship as enemies." By the end of his explanation Frost leaned down and stared directly into Kalia's eyes as though he could see into the depths of her soul.

"Logically everything points to the 2nd prince, even the assassins captured claim that he's the mastermind after enduring gruelling torture…then Kalia why is it that I don't believe you?" A subtle shift appeared in Kalia's eyes, panic and it was seen by Frost.

"Hahahaha seems that I am correct the 2nd prince isn't involved in this scheme at all and to be honest that makes better sense. Though we have clashed and could be considered enemies given the current situation could he even spare his attention towards me and even if he could, why would he?

Nanna and Loki are likely pointless to him at his current juncture so why would he risk drawing my wrath when he's currently embroiled in a battle for the throne?" Though Frost was fairly distant from the contest being beyond the empire's claimed territory his contact with Bastion, Douglas, Ryuu and Leo meant he had quite a good grasp on the current situation in the Capital.

"If we're talking about who would truly benefit from such an aftermath then wouldn't the crown prince be more suspect." Frost's smile stretched from ear to ear by this point and a strange sense of giddiness filled his heart. He had seen through this little charade.

Kalia and her superior's panic swiftly grew knowing that their scheme had been seen through. The two shared a brief look before instantly lashing out in concert. Since the charade was up and only a slow death awaited them it was better to attempt a breakout and die in the process.

The leader of the assassins burst out with the remaining vestiges of his strength, his aura billowing out from his body as he lunged at a nearby ronso intending to take hold of his halberd.

Kalia didn't waste a second either she dashed straight for Frost's throat intending to bite and tear apart his jugular. The rest of the assassins weren't as quick but within moments they all attacked at once, doing their hardest to escape from their captors or at least force them to kill them quickly.

Alas Frost and Findley expected as much. As if they were waiting for this Frost reached out with his right hand and tightly grasped Kalia's jaw while Findley swiftly subdued the assassins' leader with the help of the ronso guards. The others meanwhile were 'allowed' to escape in multiple directions but after only running for a short distance they were met with awaiting guards.

"I have to say I do respect your resolve but I'm not someone you should have ever crossed." Kalia's eyes shivered in panic, an overwhelming fear gripping her heart as Frost wrenched open her jaw and reached in with his other hand.

"Ghbhbifbib!!" An incomprehensible howl reverberated throughout the room as Frost tore out Kalia's tongue and burned it to frigid ash with his cold flame chakra.

"Since I've gotten what I needed your words are no longer necessary." He fiercely slapped Kalia and dusted off his hands.

"Place them back in their cells."

"Yes master" As Frost stared at Kalia with obvious derision the ronsos and revenants present dragged the assassins back to their cells with minimal damage. A quick death was not in the cards for this lot. Stay connected through m-v l|e'-NovelBin.net