�Is that so? We are building a prison as well. I wonder how this one will be.�

Cale accepted it like it was normal. He followed Tasha down to the third level of the basement. Cale then entered one of the prison cells.

�It�s pretty nice.�

�Isn�t it? It�ll be a nice place for him to stay.�

Cale looked around the prison cell. There were multiple cells on this floor, but this specific cell seemed nicer than the others.

It looked like a typical room at an inn, but the unique thing about this cell was that all of the corners were rounded. It was built in a circular fashion so as to prevent the prisoner from being able to harm themselves.

Cale understood their intent.

�It looks like you�ve selected the path of mental torture instead of physical torture.�

He could see Tasha nodding her head at his words.

This was not just any criminal. He was someone with a bit of rank in the organization that was responsible for a terror incident at the capital. There was no way they would treat him like any other criminal.

Tsk.

Cale clicked his tongue and motioned to Beacrox, who sat Balbud down on a couch. He then removed the blindfold and the earplugs.

Balbud could not stop shaking because of the paralyzing poison. However, he had to open his eyes.

�Open your eyes.�

It was because of Beacrox�s cold voice. Balbud had to work hard to be able to open his eyes, and once he did, he saw a nice room that looked kind of odd. There were many eyes looking down at him as he sat there tied up.

Tasha looked toward Cale with confusion, as Balbud seemed to be in decent condition. She had heard that Balbud had received a big injury. Her confused gaze made Cale start to speak.

�He cannot move his lower body. However, we healed the small injuries around his body.�

�You really are too nice, young master Cale.�

Tasha shook her head. Balbud could not believe it. They had tortured him with all sorts of poisons every day without killing him.

Of course, Beacrox had done that while saying that he still wanted to learn more about poisons. Cale pretended not to notice the actions of the son who had not forgotten about how his father had lost his left arm.

Cale avoided Tasha�s gaze, that seemed to be asking how there could be such a soft person. Tasha then turned to look at Balbud when Cale started to speak.

�If you are planning to use mental torture, should I introduce you to an expert?�

The excommunicated priestess, Cage, was an expert in mental torture.

�No thank you. We have our own methods.� JrNovels.com