The dagger stabbed the man being tortured in the shoulder as blood splattered once again.

Cale avoided Ron�s gaze and looked toward Beacrox. The chef and torture expert Beacrox was wearing four pairs of white gloves as he flicked the whip with a stoic expression.

The father-son duo, who did not have a drop of blood on them, introduced Cale to someone.

�We are chatting with him, as you instructed.�

�Ugh, gasp.�

The sound of someone gasping for air could be heard as Cale saw that the man�s white hair had turned dark red from dry blood.

The Guardian Knight Clopeh Sekka.

He had fallen into Cale�s hands.

The father-son duo had immediately captured him and moved him to the underground prison when Choi Han had defeated him on the battlefield.

Ron continued to speak with a benign smile.

��We kept him alive.�

�Yes� As long as he is alive.�

Cale heard Raon�s voice in his head.

� Good job! Ron and Beacrox really are smart!

Cale could not respond.

Clopeh Sekka�s legs were finely minced. Yes, they were minced like meat. He also had no arms. He was just alive.

This was a scary sight that looked to come straight out of a nightmare. It was probably better to be dead.

Ron casually continued after approaching Cale.

�Young master-nim, seeing as how he does not even know how to control the wyverns, I didn�t think we had much use for him, so I just left him alive enough to chat with. Did I do well?�

Cale answered honestly.

�Good job.�

Ron had done a good job.

�He�s still conscious, right?�

�Yes sir.� JrNovels.com