Chapter 452 399: Interrogation, Chaos Mother Box

Sonam huddled in a corner of the cabin, blood steadily seeping from the severed Neural Metal Wires on his back. He didn't dare look up into Reinhardt's eyes.

"I... I don't know what you're talking about."

If Raphael or Koller were here, Reinhardt wouldn't have wasted a single word on this traitor.

Seeing the man playing dumb and trying to bluff his way out,

Reinhardt expressed his thoughts through action.

His Power Boots viciously stomped down, breaking the traitor's shinbone. The CRACK of breaking bone and the man's gut-wrenching scream instantly filled the cabin.

"I'll ask you one more time. What did Casio take?"

"My leg—! My leg—! Aaaaargh..."

Sonam trembled uncontrollably. The bone-deep, excruciating pain made his face a mess of tears and snot.

The minimum standard to become a Titan Driver was superhuman neural endurance. But now, even with such a severe injury, Sonam's extraordinary capacity only prevented him from passing out, forcing him to experience the agonizing pain of his shattered bone in its entirety.

Nelom ignored Sonam's screams. He walked past Reinhardt and knelt beside Urus, looking with a complicated expression at the Child of the Night Demon who, just moments before, had been his enemy.

After checking his injuries, he remained silent for a long time.

"My lord, if we don't find a way to treat Urus's internal injuries soon, he might not last until we evacuate from Cyrenaica."

Nelom couldn't tell the specifics of Urus's injuries, but he could clearly sense that the heartbeat, which should have been coming from his chest, was instead coming from his stomach.

Moreover, ever since they brought him aboard, Urus had been constantly coughing up blood. A third of the floor in the small training craft was already awash in it.

If it weren't for his superhuman Earth Knight Level Physique, a Mortal would have died ten times over.

Facing Reinhardt's interrogation, Sonam gritted his teeth and shook his head. Finally, he simply closed his eyes, looking as if he were just waiting to die.

At that moment.

Urus, lying on the floor, struggled to raise a hand. His mouth opened and closed, signaling that he had something to say to Reinhardt.

Seeing this, Nelom stood up and said, "My lord, it looks like he has something to say to you."

Reinhardt crushed Sonam's fingers with his boot. Ignoring the man's agonized howls, he turned, walked over to Urus, and knelt down, taking his raised right hand.

After a large gush of blood surged from Urus's mouth, his voice became extremely weak.

"Sonam... he's from a World Knight Family on the Istvan Founding World. He... he won't tell you about the Wizard's Divine Artifact..."

Urus tried to say more, but another surge of blood cut him off. He just stared intently at the eyes beneath Reinhardt's helmet, unwilling to let go of his hand.

Although the information Urus provided was incomplete, Reinhardt understood what he was trying to say.

Of course, Nelom, who had never been interested in politics or intelligence, was completely lost.

"I understand."

Reinhardt released Urus's right hand, turned back to Sonam, and said coldly, "You should know better than I do about one of your pilots being corrupted by the Blood Plague."

Hearing this, Sonam, who had been resigned to death, snapped his eyes open and stared at Reinhardt in shock. "How did you..."

Before he could finish, he knew why.

Because the one standing before him was the Lord of Vengeful, Reinhardt.

One of the Emperor's Angels who, despite never undergoing the Imperial State Church's sanctification ceremony, had already earned the title of 'Angel'.

'The Blood Plague corruption on Pulin had advanced to the point where even I could see the signs. How could it possibly have escaped *his* notice?'

Reinhardt didn't want to beat around the bush with this traitor any longer. He said coldly, "I know what you fear, but as long as you give me some information about the Wizard's Divine Artifact, I guarantee your family will not be implicated in any way.

I will personally negotiate with the Mechanist Cult to pardon your crime of rebellion."

"You?"

Sonam gave a bitter laugh. "Even though you are the Lord of Vengeful, the Istvan Founding World is under the iron-fisted rule of Casio the Great Sage. Not even the other two Great Sages can interfere in that world's affairs.

You... just kill me. I won't tell you anything."

'The best method of interrogation would be to take this traitor back to the Avenger Flagship and have Koller extract his memories. But we're too far from the flagship, and Casio would certainly do everything in his power to kill this Titan Captain on the way back to stop him from leaking secrets. Delays breed trouble. Reinhardt had to find a way to pry this traitor's mouth open as soon as possible.'

At that moment, Urus, supported by Nelom, used all his strength to get up. An aura of death hung about him, but his eyes, still sinister and vicious, were locked on Sonam, who was slumped in the corner.

"Olivia. Your daughter..."

Hearing that name, Sonam, who was still putting up a futile resistance, widened his eyes in disbelief. "How do you know that name?! That's impossible—! The Istvan Founding World forbids external access! You..."

Nelom responded coldly, "Before a Child of the Night Demon, you have no secrets, Mortal."

The isolated Istvan World had always been a key surveillance target for the Silencers. Urus had a complete list of all the World Knight Families and their members in his head.

His ability to remember so much wasn't just because of a superior memory, but because of his other Legendary Power as a Child of the Night Demon: Secret Mastery.

This Legendary Power provided no increase in combat strength, but it granted a Child of the Night Demon a perfect, superhuman memory. This was the underlying reason they could become Masters of Intelligence.

Though he had only spoken a name, the threat was self-evident.

If they knew her name, they could kill his daughter.

If Sonam had been an absolute loyalist like Lu Jia, Urus would have had no way to deal with him. In fact, before this, Urus hadn't even been sure if the traitor had a weakness.

The information he had provided was just a probe, a psychological gamble in the interrogation.

But now that he had grasped his opponent's weakness, the rest would be simple.

Urus spat out the blood in his throat, his voice chilling. "Cooperate with us. Give up the information on the Wizard's Divine Artifact, and I will arrange for someone to get your daughter out. If you refuse, you'll face the consequences."

'Compared to the ruin of his family, after truly facing death and seeing into his own heart, Sonam knew that honor and Loyalty were meaningless. The only thing he truly cared about was his daughter. If I resist and remain loyal to the Great Sage, my family *might* have a chance of not being purged. But if it's the Child of the Night Demon... Compared to the tyrannical Great Sage Cassio, Sonam felt the Imperial Knights were more trustworthy.'

After a long silence, he slowly spoke a name.

Chaos Mother Box.