fession. You are not to ask anything, just silence her with your hands, and practice on her for an hour straight. No matter what she says, do not stop torturing her. I will come back later to interrog...Chapter 353: How could Lance be a living King Yama

After the storm, the Governor's office was eerily quiet.

Occasionally, there were also Aniello's frenzied shouts, as if he had anger that couldn't be vented. His hair was dishevelled and hung over his forehead, and even though several guards held him down tightly, he struggled desperately without stopping for a moment.

In Anello's eyes, there burned a crimson so intense it seemed ready to consume him. The flames devoured his reason, causing him to forget his predicament. His temples throbbed with fury, his body convulsing in desperate struggle despite his immobility. Yet, the sheer hatred that consumed him, the burning desire to tear Lanci limb from limb, pushed him to make a desperate, reckless attempt at escape.

"Lock!"

Anilo gritted his teeth, a tremor of rage in his voice as he echoed through the office.

"You despicable vermin! I...will...kill...you!!!"

Facing his state, on the sofa, Lance gently put down the kitten he was holding in his arms.

He strolled to the window of his office, pulled open the curtains, and a pure golden sunlight streamed in. All the conflicts and entanglements seemed to be purified by this sunshine, leaving only a refreshing feeling.

West stretched languidly, scooped up the small black cat boss who had just curled up on the couch, now it belonged to her.

In the entire office, amidst a brief silence, one could hear the faint sound of breathing and the chirping of birds outside the window.

Lance stared out the window, ignoring Anello, as if giving him time to cool off.

"Locke!! You're at your end... Both of you, you vile scum, are going to die! All of you will perish!!"

Such disregard drove Agnello to madness.

In Anello's hoarse, desperate outcry, Lanci pressed his hands against the windowsill and finally sighed.

"You cried and begged me to let you go before. At that time, I felt a little sympathy for you. After all, I once had a student I couldn't save either."

Ranch turned back, looking down at Angelo, as if he remembered a female student he had met in the shadow world of the sanctuary.

His eyes held the wisdom and insight accumulated over a lifetime, filled with hope and concern for his students. He was like an old principal who had weathered many storms, facing a student who had made a grave and irreversible mistake.

He approached Agnello, not angry at his attitude, but with only a faint trace of regret.

The room was filled with sunlight, but a shadow fell across Anello's face.

Despite this, Agnelo still glared at Lance with contempt, a sinister smile twisting his lips. "No one can judge me, Locke! No one! You want to kill me, dismember me, do as you please! But all of you will be killed by Lord Asksang!!"

He was well aware of the terrible curse that Siegfried had endured.

Unless an expert Eight-Rank Grand Mage specializing in sealing magic can break it for her, she will never regain her Eight-Rank combat strength for the rest of her life!

And a Cardinal who has lost his power, the bearer of the Stone Tablet, will become prey for the entire Northern Continent!

Nor was there anyone to protect them!

Soon, the Obliterator will return and kill everyone associated with the Overlord branch.

Just thinking about the ultimate fate of this group of people who are only satisfied with temporary success, Angelo was left with only a deranged smile.

"Haha, hahaha!"

Agnello was like a volcano about to erupt. Despite being in a hopeless situation, he held his head high with disdain. Every shout, every glance, every expression of his mocked the ignorance of these people before him, despising everything they represented.

“Courage is commendable.”

Lance stared at Aniele.

No matter how Agnello provoked him, he remained unmoved. A principal is a principal; they wouldn't actually get physical with a student.

In his teaching career, he had seen all kinds of wayward students, but a student like Angelo was the first time he had encountered.

"But it's okay, our school has a mature educational system."

He removed his right hand, gently picking up the communicator handset from beside his desk. He brought it to his ear, a look of compassion in his emerald eyes,

"Please contact Count Xandros Cantis and ask him to come to my governor's office."

The ranch hand put the microphone back in its place.

A few minutes later, the wooden door of the governor's office creaked open.

A young nobleman with flaxen hair walked in. He wore a Northern noble hunting outfit embroidered with the crest of the Cintston family, and the metal at his cuffs and collar gleamed in the light, making his skin appear as pale as snow. Compared to when Lance and Sid first met him, his eyes were now calm and composed.

"Teacher, what do you need me to do"

Xia Ya immediately stepped forward and came before Lance. He slightly bent his waist and performed a deep knightly salute with respect and joy in his voice.

Lanche nodded, showing his appreciation for Xia.

He pressed on Xia Ya's shoulder, glanced at Anello, then turned his gaze to Xia Ya, his voice steady, "Xia Ya, take him to the underground prison in Qinsong City and see if his resolve is really so steadfast."

"Hahaha! Does changing locations make me scared now"

Agnello laughed at Ranci's "terrible" proposal, a chilling and terrifying sound that shook the entire office, echoing between the walls.

You bunch of licking dogs, do you know who I am I'm Anhelo! What torture have I not seen What torture have I not used!

He was physically restricted, but his spirit was wildly enraged. He found the other party's threats to be foolish and laughable!

What is a prison!

He stood above the law!

"

Why don't I just execute him myself.

"

Sitting on the sofa, Xide frowned. She clenched her fists, unable to bear this desolate Holy Son any longer.

"Trust me, just leave it to me."

Lancy simply turned back, looked at West, his eyes were gentle.

"…"

West Germany held onto the boss cat, keeping silent in response.

She had never actually seen Ranch use corporal punishment.

But to subdue Anibal, this thorough scoundrel and madman, is a task that even the most seasoned torturer would find daunting.

His previous pleas for mercy were nothing more than an act to gain Lauren's sympathy. The Annihilation Son was selected through Asksana's brutal elimination process, killing his way out of the bloodbath. Only the most ruthless and inhumane individuals could bear the title.

You must satisfy me, or I won't be able to sleep tonight.

West said he agreed to let Ranch take full responsibility.

After Lanche and Xide finished their exchange, Xia stepped forward with a slight nod. He raised his hand to signal for several of the guards to take Anello away.

Two elite SS guards grabbed Anello's arms, while another heavily armed soldier shoved a towel into his mouth. He then picked up a sack of cloth and swiftly and expertly covered Anello's head, plunging him into darkness, before carrying him away.

Agnello's body trembled violently, unable to make a sound. He struggled against the control of those elite guards, but it was all in vain, he couldn't shake their iron grip at all.

And so it was, until the door to the Governor's office was slowly closed.

(The End)

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