The sudden, ued attack caught Rabul pletely off guard, leaving his mind in a daze for a moment. He was filled with anger and fear, and he finally mao speak up, questioning with a mixture of fury and apprehension.

  "Lotte, what are you doing? The Ship's Gang has never provoked the Pedroel family before... Remember, the harbor is our turf. I advise you to think carefully..."

  Rabul's threats were forceful, but before he could finish speaking, Lynn swiftly grabbed his other arm and then threw the burly man, now curled up like a shrimp, to the ground.

  "I'm asking you, answer me. Do you uand? Cooperation is in everyone's best i!" Lynn crouched down, staring at Rabul and speaking directly.

  The t man was already drenched in cold sweat from the pain. He ched his teeth and remained silent, fixating his gaze on Lynn as if he could swallow him whole, his thoughts rag, yet he couldn't fathom why the son of Baron Pedroel had attacked him.

  Could it be that some fool from the Ship's Gang had actally offended him?

  Just as he pohis, Lynn's voice resounded.

  "The first question... Your name!"

  Rabul stared with wide eyes, feeling deeply insulted. Wasn't it obvious enough?

  "Answer!" Lynn's voice was cold aionless. After waiting for two seds, he swiftly drew a dagger from Rabul's waist and decisively stabbed it into Rabul's right hand.

  "Rab... Rabul..."

  The burly man screamed hoarsely, not wanting to lose his preciht hand over such a foolish question.

  Lynn's as tinued without pause. Under Rabul's terrified gaze, the dagger was thrust into the gap between his closely ched fingers.

  "You have only one sed to answer each question, no sed ces!" Lynn said coldly and proceeded with the question.

  "Gender!"

  "Male!" Rabul replied through gritted teeth, regarding the man before him as nothing short of a lunatic.

  "Pce of birth... Well, your hometown!"

  Lynn tio ask Rabul a series of questions, starting with the straightforward ones and then progressing to more tricky ohe questied from the daily tasks he performed to the Ship's Gang's trade goods and routes.

  If Rabul hesitated for even a moment, Lynn would break one of his fingers.

  In just a few minutes, six of Rabul's fingers were broken, and the pai him in a daze.

  "All right, since you 't even remember which foot you stepped out of your house with three days ago, I'll ask you a simpler question." Lynn sighed in resignation, and then his tone ged. He suddenly asked, "Where is Lame Loude?"

  "In..." Rabul was about to answer reflexively, but in the moment, he stopped and shook his head, looking terrified. "I... I don't know."

  "I told you, cooperating would be in everyone's best i." Lynn sighed in resignation as well. In fact, he wasn't skilled at interrogations, and he had crammed all the little he k night.

  But Rabul clearly had no iion of talking, so Lynn had to resort to more radical methods.

  Lynn's gaze sharpehe Ship's Gang was inally formed by a group of reformed pirates, and acc to Rabul's fession, they engaged in various illegal activities in addition to their legitimate maritime operations.

  These activities included pretending to be pirates and raiding ships, human traffig, smuggling traband, murder, and more. If this were his previous life, the things Rabul had done would have been enough te the public a huimes over.

  "Do you know about the art of fying?" Lynn asked in a leisurely manner.

  Fying?

  Rabul shivered and listened as Lynn tinued, "First, you make an incision below the spine, splitting the skin on the bato two halves. Then, you slowly cut along the grain of the muscles. The a has to be swift, pleted before the target dies from blood loss..."

  Lynn provided a vivid aailed at of a gruesome aorture method from a fn nd, includiails like how to make the cuts, how much blood would flow, and how each step o be pleted within minutes.

  Rabul was now on the ground, trembling with fear. He had no doubt that the madman before him would actually fy him alive. He stammered, "My Lord Lotte, I truly don't know where Leader Loude is."

  "Is that so? But I heard that you were Lame Loude's most trusted subordinate!" Lynn sneered.

  "In truth, Mr. Loude doesn't trust anyone..." Rabul expined in a terrified, uain tone. "I only know that he left the seaport town three days ago..."

  "If you're not willing to talk, that's fine. lenty of time to py." Lynn stood up and brushed the dust off his pants. Last night, while researg interrogation teiques, he had e aany ii nohal methods. Now was the perfect time to give them a try.

  Half an hour ter, Rabul was nearly broken, both mentally and physically, uhe dual torment. He was now willing to divulge every detail to Lynn, even admitting to smuggling aire ship's worth of goods and disguising it as a shipwreck.

  However, when it came to Loude's whereabouts, Rabul remained clueless. After experimenting with various methods to break his spirit, Lynn had to admit that Rabul was likely not pretending.

  Acc to the information Rabul provided, Loude had left the harbor town two days ago, which cided with Archbishop Anluke's atta Urn Town with his men. Furthermore, the Ghost's Tavern, where Lynn had been, was raided on the same day by the Church, and Old Hawke had gone missing ever since.

  It was highly likely that it was during this time that Lame Loude received a warning a into hiding. Only a handful of high-ranking members of the Ship's Gang khat he was not in the harbor town.

  "It seems that your most trusted assistant is nothing more than a decoy!" Lynn sighed, shaking his head in resignation.

  Rabul indeed knew many of the Ship's Gang's secrets, but when it came to the secret transportation of goods to the Wizard's Land, his knowledge was extremely limited. He only khat on Mondays, Loude personally oversaw the transportation of several rge ships, but he had no idea where these ships were headed.

  Lynn pondered for a while. Loude's caution and ing had taken him by surprise. Loude might have already prepared for the possibility of high-ranking members of the Ship's Garaying him or being captured.

  However, Loude alone couldn't sail across the sea. There must be some more core figures within the Ship's Gang responsible for this. The other peripheral members acted as cover, following Rabul's orders and being abandoned as pawns in times of danger.

  Lynn recalled the names and backgrounds of the Ship's Gang's leaders and members he had learned from Rabul. Every one of them seemed like a potential spy pnted by Loude.

  As he pted, a thought suddenly popped into Lynn's mind: If he couldn't find Loude, why not make Loude e to him instead?

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