After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1068

A/N: Trigger warning to those who don’t like torture. It’s just Patte and his people, but yeah.

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Helios kicked Patte smack to the wall and watched him drop down, groaning in pain.

His eyes were dark as he looked at the bastard. Everyone was aware of the evil this bastard had done.

All those people, especially the women…

To he’d think this world was crawling with men like this—and will continue to do so, for generations to come—and he couldn’t help but think of his daughter!

(They did not know this for sure, but Helios was adamant it was a girl).

The thought of it made him angry and he ended up entering the cell to kick Patte again, over and over, and the man could only helplessly accept the onslaught of anger and pain.

Patte’s eyes darkened, the memories of him doing the same to countless others resurfacing.

To think he was reduced to the same level as those people!

Regardless of the anger and shame bursting in his heart, Patte did not have the energy to move and he could only wait as time passed and more and more of his men were taken in.

Hours ticked by and the screams didn’t stop, though there were pauses in between that were filled with murmurs they could no longer hear.

The longer the person talked, the lesser the screams, and it was obvious they were succumbing. Those fools—should he kill them when he got out of here?

The screams were from different people, and Patte could recognize their voices. Soon, he even heard the voices from those supposed to be in the system prison, like Panghi and Uttot.

Their screams were particularly loud and torturous, but they also gave up rather quickly because the sounds abruptly stopped.

Eventually, everyone else’s interrogation ended and it was finally Patte’s turn. His body turned cold, understanding what was to come.

He was lifted up by two people dragging him by an arm each. The new position allowed him to finally spit out the dirty cloth, allowing him to yell.

"LET ME GO!" he yelled, voice cracking. He saw that neither of the guards this time wasn’t the one from before, and he couldn’t help but try pushing his luck one more time. "I’ll give you the head guard position in Basset Town! Just help me!"

The guards didn’t even look at him as they dragged him to the chambers, laying him on a table and tying his appendages well.

He also felt a squishy feeling under him and he smelled piss and feces where he laid, which was both disgusting and terrifying.

Patte’s jaw clenched and his eyes turned red as he—with the minimal strength and spirit he had left—tried to struggle out of his hold, but to no avail.

He looked up to see the highest-ranking military man—Garan was his name, according to the information they had gathered.

With him was a small group of guards—including that bastard Helios from before. Garan looked at Helios and handed him a small bottle.