Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 231 - 15 Interrogation

Chapter 231: Chapter 15 Interrogation

Cliff felt like he was trapped in a nightmare.

In this dream, one second he was being dismembered by a monstrous creature bred by the Wizard, and the next second he found himself back in Morick Royal City, being declared a traitor by the Fire Lizard King.

Then the cycle repeated.

He couldn’t distinguish what was real and what was illusion; his brain seemed veiled, reality and illusion now merged into one.

Yet, the pain didn’t lessen.

Cliff could vividly recall the agony of being devoured by the monster; it felt like a red-hot iron was stirring inside his brain, nearly boiling his brains.

And the trial in Morick Royal City shattered his faith; everything he had fought for crumbled before his eyes, he was pointed at by thousands, his name etched on a pillar of shame to be despised for ten thousand years.

“Ah!”

Cliff suddenly woke from the nightmare.

He stared blankly around him, his sluggish brain finally reminding him of his current predicament.

He had been captured alive by the Wizard, who was now interrogating him.

“Is this the Wizard’s method?”

Cliff only felt a chill down his spine, his scales seeming to stand on end.

The scenes from the dream were still fresh in his memory, the bone-deep pain, even as a memory, made his body uncontrollably tremble.

“It seems to be effective.”

The Wizard’s cold voice jolted Cliff from his reminiscence.

Richard looked at him, the golden dragon eyes under the black robe making Cliff shudder.

“Now, can you tell me the exact effect of that ‘firework’?”

Firework?

Cliff remembered his current situation and was about to curse Richard,

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the terrible pain from his memory made his body tremble continuously. Yet, ultimately, honor and loyalty won over the pain, and Cliff glared at Richard, roaring:

“The Norickxiu Family harbors no traitors!”

But the only response from Richard was a cold gaze.

“Is that so? We still have plenty of time, I hope you can keep it up.”

We still have plenty of time?

Cliff looked at Richard, not understanding what he was talking about. Although he couldn’t remember how long he had been in the nightmare, he knew it wasn’t brief.

Even if time in the illusion passed faster than outside, it couldn’t be by much.

The Wizard didn’t have much time left.

Richard took out a pocket watch and glanced at the time.

“I can tell you now that only one minute has passed. I believe even with our tight schedule, we have a few minutes.”

Saying this, Cliff saw a pair of snow-white sharp fangs appear under the black hood.

“This Wizard is actually smiling!” Cliff screamed in his mind.

The next moment, his mind plunged back into the nightmare.

…

Waking, Nightmare, Waking, Nightmare… Cliff didn’t know how many times he went through this process.

Unlike those who became numb to pain after enduring torture, the nightmares kept thrusting Cliff into his most feared situations.

These scenarios even changed with his mental state.

This nearly broke Cliff’s psyche.

As Cliff woke from the nightmare again, tears uncontrollably flowed from his eyes, his spirit seemed to collapse as he desperately yelled at Richard:

“Kill me! Just kill me!”

But what met him was only a cold question.

“Tell me the effect of that firework.”

Cliff looked at Richard in despair, the balance between relief and honor swaying in his mind.

Finally, Cliff made a decision.

“I’ll tell, I’ll tell everything! That firework is a new type of distress signal we recently developed, it contains the power of Dragon Spell warriors, capable of marking any Wizards within a ten-kilometer radius.”

Richard nodded, continuing to ask, “Then what method do you use to track these marks?”

Cliff looked at Richard with a vacant gaze, clenching his fist, “If I tell you, can you let me die?”

Richard nodded, calmly stating, “I don’t enjoy torturing people; once you tell me, I’ll let you have your relief.”

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Cliff looked at Richard for a while, then began to describe the tracking method.

The Wizards marked by the firework could be detected by a device similar to a compass, with a detection range of about ten kilometers.

Meaning, as long as the Fire Lizard patrol team kept a distance exceeding ten kilometers, their troops would basically not be detected.

“Good, but I need to confirm the truth.”

Richard grabbed Cliff and approached the squad’s Soul Wizard.

“This is the intelligence he gave me, verify its authenticity. If it’s true, kill him.”

Richard wrote the intelligence given by Cliff on a piece of paper and handed it to the Soul Wizard, then flew to the Magic Support Vehicle’s artillery section and skillfully disassembled the Magic Conduction Components and the Spell Components.

Looking at the casting components that had turned into a mess, Richard scratched his head and casually took out a new one from his Magic Pocket.

Using the Magic Support Vehicle was indeed satisfying, but each use required the replacement of casting components and the remolding of conduction components.

After repairing the turret, Richard turned and flew to the next vehicle, continuing to replace components.

Although he had information on the Fire Lizards, it was still better to have operational turrets in case they encountered any patrol squads.

Soon, Richard heard a cry of relief.

The Soul Wizard handed over Cliff’s corpse to Richard and asked curiously,

“What exactly did you do to him? His mentality seems like a building erected from ruins; he is immune to my psychic spells.”

Richard placed a finger to his lips, “It’s a secret, so was his information real?”

“It should be, but his mind harbors a shadow that I couldn’t fully explore.”

“Shadow?”

Richard raised an eyebrow, a sense of foreboding flashing through his mind.

The Soul Wizard waved his hand nonchalantly, “It’s normal, many people have shadows in their hearts, often hiding deep-seated traits or memories of painful, unforgettable experiences. It’s nothing unusual.

You’ve shattered his psyche to such an extent, even an iron man would break.”

Richard glanced at the corpse in his arms and suddenly noticed that the Fire Lizard seemed to be clutching something in his hand. He pried it open and found a golden badge, shaped like a Dragon Claw, deeply embedded into Cliff’s flesh.

“Golden Badge?”

Richard took the badge and examined it, confirming it was merely a finely crafted artifact with no effects.

“Strange behavior.”

Richard shook his head, placed Cliff’s corpse along with the medal into his Magic Pocket, and then continued repairing the turret.

…

On the bombarded battlefield, a team of Fire Lizards riding creatures resembling camels was searching through the field.

“Commander, it’s confirmed. There are fifty-six bodies, but Lord Cliff specifically is missing,” reported a Fire Lizard Warrior to a Fire Lizard with black dragon horns.

“Only Cliff is missing?”

The Black Corner Fire Lizard surveyed the battlefield, which looked as if it had been neatly prepared by the White Wizard Army’s attack.

From the corpses on the battlefield, it appeared that the White Wizards hadn’t cleaned up the field.

Fire Lizards who had dealings with Wizards knew that Wizards had a special interest in their corpses—often, even severed limbs would be taken by the wizards.

But many relatively intact bodies still remained on the battlefield, which seemed wasteful for the Wizards.

“What exactly do these Wizards want? Could it be that they are using Red Soil Plain as a breakthrough point to attack the heart of the Empire?”

The Black Corner Fire Lizard was uncertain about the Wizards’ intentions. Logically, deploying such a massive force of Wizards meant they had a strategic goal.

Yet, in this land of Red Soil Plain, no valuable targets could be found.

Nevertheless, the Black Corner Fire Lizard didn’t ponder for too long. He was a mere lower-level commander and only needed to pass the information upward for the higher-ups to consider the Wizards’ intentions.

Now, he had a more pressing task at hand.

“Contact the nearby patrol squads, have them bring the appropriate equipment, and search around the battlefield centered on locating Lord Cliff. Alive or dead, we need to see him,” commanded the Black Corner Fire Lizard to his subordinate, “The rest of you continue searching.”

Before long, a Fire Lizard hurriedly rushed towards the Black Corner Fire Lizard.

“Commander! Come here and take a look.”

…

The Black Corner Fire Lizard pinched the somewhat firm Red Soil and then stood up.

This location was four kilometers away from the distress fireworks launch site and seemed no different from the ordinary Red Soil Plain.

However, his scouts had discovered something amiss.

There were several well-concealed tire tracks added to the red soil.

The disguise of these tracks was almost flawless; had it not been for the Dragon Beasts stepping on them and the Fire Lizards noticing the difference in the depth of the footprints compared to usual,

these tracks might have been overlooked.

Looking at the several spreading tracks that his subordinates had uncovered, the Black Corner Fire Lizard tentatively guessed something.

Aside from the AAirship, Wizards had some movable alchemy vehicles, and he had seen a few of them.

The Black Corner Fire Lizard took a horn from his waist and blew it forcefully.

The melodious sound of the horn quickly gathered all the Fire Lizards from the patrol team.

The Black Corner Fire Lizard pointed at the tracks on the ground:

“Follow these tracks; the Wizards brought new weapons this time, be careful. You few, notify the surrounding patrol teams to watch out for similar tracks.”

“Yes!”

…

On the Red Soil Plain, four Magic Support Vehicles were traveling rapidly.

The theoretical maximum speed of the Magic Support Vehicle was one hundred and twenty kilometers per hour, but on an actual battlefield, this speed would undoubtedly be reduced due to various factors.

The Red Soil Plain, with its flat terrain, was ideal for the high-speed travel of Magic Support Vehicles, but due to a variety of issues over the last few days, the wizards only dared to drive up to eighty kilometers per hour, fearing that the Magic Support Vehicles might break down.

Although the command center allowed vehicles to be abandoned to escape, there were conditions attached. Moreover, the ferocity of the Magic Support Vehicle’s firepower was something several Wizards had witnessed.

A Magic Support Vehicle essentially acted as a one-time Magic Concentrated Fire. If they happened to encounter a Fire Lizard patrol squad, a coordinated barrage could break them out of an encirclement.

As if to confirm their thoughts, a Fire Lizard patrol squad suddenly appeared in front of the convoy.

“Enemy attack, prepare to break through!”