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"The drowning is a manifestation of the Secret Arts School. The essence of the Secret Arts School is used on us, even if it is a useless person like me. Every drowning person is carefully selected. Of course, we will not set up an assessment and then give any test questions. It is meaningless. The screening standards for the drowning person are different, and only the responsible recruitment officers know it, and the mages at the same level and even higher level have no right to interfere. The recruitment work of the recruitment officers is reported directly to the higher level. As you can see, I am your recruitment officer, which is a blessing, because you are the first person I recruited by myself, so you will start directly with my adjutant."

Rogro said these words in a pleasant tone, but his facial expression was completely separated from his voice. If you only listen to the sound, you will never be able to associate it with this interrogator with severe physical disability and deformity.

"I'm really honored, Interrogator Rogro."

Russell's face was not at all joy. No one could be happy if he was pressed by two masked men against the only two chairs in a room full of torture instruments and burning charcoal braziers in the center.

Now the spies who used to know the identities of these people in front of them, the drowning person, and the absurd and reasonable appearance of this weird department. But this does not mean that it is a good thing to join them.

"Not that, we are not spies loyal to the king, nor are we daggers cultivated by forces. None of us is honored to join this department, because drowning people have never volunteered to participate in this option. Just like you don't know when the ship you are on will capsize, and where you will drown."

The interrogator had a sly smile on his lips, as if he was mocking someone, but that person should not be Russell.

"Anyway, I think you understand that what was used on you and what was about to be used on you, they were torture instruments, nor were they torture instruments. After these processes were over, you would gain unprecedented power, and then you would become a true drowning person. From the inside out, from the bone to the skin. Expect? This will be an experience that many people will never have in their lifetime. The pain they feel is short-lived and will soon take their lives. The pain you will taste is long and intense, and can be enjoyed between the mouth and the tongue."

The hunchman said, slowly getting up, took a soldering iron from the hook on the wall, and placed it in the charcoal brazier.

"I have two more questions. Why is it me? You said you are my recruiting officer, so what is the reason for you recruiting me? And why is it now? Are you really the department you mentioned?"

The sneer at the corner of the interrogator's mouth was even more serious, but it was not all mockery. He was just used to this kind of smile and lost other ways of laughing.

"Isn't the answer to your question very simple? Master Russell, you underestimate yourself too much. Our system can cultivate many capable mages, but no system can be used for the best use. The raw stones of gems may be used to hit the corners of the wall, and meaningless glass may also be touted as priceless jewelry. Of course, this is my personal opinion. In my eyes, you just think that these irons are like, and have the ability to open your mouth, which is very helpful for digging secrets."

"For some people, there will be problems with your talent without restraint. In other words, the death of the Gray Robe, the Fairy Institute, the death of the Teacher Kelly, the thing you are investigating is guiding you to a corner of the dark curtain. I am the manager who is on the edge of that corner to prevent tourists from entering the backstage. If you point out directly, you asked questions that should not be asked, and you are investigating clues that should not be investigated, so who else can you be?"

Russell widened his eyes, thinking quickly about what Rogro had just said, what he said before, what he had before, those encounters and discoveries. He had to admit that his enthusiasm exceeded his responsibilities. As a part of the City of All Laws, his job was to watch the gray robe and his group, rather than to solve the problem with them.

To investigate the dark secrets of the city with a group of foreigners who have just arrived in the city? How ridiculous it sounds. Even if he wants to satisfy his deadly curiosity, he should find people who are more familiar with it. Or simply act alone, that is logical.

"Actually, it's not your fault. The guy assigned you the task is too careless, but who can blame him? What does he know? The gray robe is an existence that needs to be handled carefully in the secrets of this department. They carry precious knowledge and superb skills, but they are also disorderly, chaotic, and depraved incarnation. Those people uncontrollably release their curiosity, which has been like this since the first gray robe. This scared the founders of the city, so they constructed a school system, hoping to take care of each other through classification and competition to achieve stability. At present, this system has gradually exceeded their initial simple vision."

"So I'm not lucky and have I met someone who is much more troublesome than it seems? Are these things caused by those people?"

Russell felt a little confused. His question was not sure, and this question was also a problem. It is no wonder that many times, people do not know what the premise of seeking answers and what the questions they raised. Because they can ask questions accurately, it is actually not far from answering them.

"Of course not. If that were the case, you wouldn't be the one who was preparing to be tortured here now. You think we have sent out so many invitations to watch, and some of those who entered the city may never be able to leave. The gray robe has not been our target so far because his existence does not pose a real threat, nor does he do something that will put this place in a threat, at least we don't know yet."

Rogro shrugged, a subtle sympathy flashed across his face,

"The problem is that their problems do not equal yours. Some things can be touched by gray robe, but spies cannot. The price of touch and the in-depth burden are the reasons why you are here. As for the timing you mentioned, it is very keen. This is where I appreciate you, it is very keen. So it is valuable, the timing is very important, and now is very important."

"What I investigated involves the ceremony, right?" Russell asked with the flow. He had already vaguely noticed something in his mind, but the appearance of the drowning department alone broke his overall perception of the city. He was now unable to determine whether the inferences made based on the knowledge he had established before were reliable. After all, in the absence of evidence, reasoning and delusions were hand in hand.

"Well, um. The fire is almost burning. Maybe you can wait until we go through the next process before answering your question. Don't worry, apart from the one you have experienced and this one, we have to work together on the eleven processes. We have time."

The red soldering iron was taken out of the charcoal basin, and with the same temperature and red color that twisted the air, slowly approached Russell's flesh. The water droplets on his skin that had not yet dried out immediately made a crackling sound, as if cold water was pouring into hot oil.
Chapter completed!