At this time, Althea buried them on the ground with only their heads above the soil. She did it quickly by taking the soil she loosened with her ability back to her space.
"Tell us, does your lord answer to anyone else in the territory?" Luis asked, crossing his arms and looking down at them. This was to determine if there was anyone who might know the location of the token.
The guards looked at him as if he had asked a stupid question. "How could our lord answer to someone else in their own territory?"
The others nodded even as their teeth clattered, shivering, trying to retain whatever sense of control they could. "Even that Lord of Ferrol Town acts like a peer!"
This made the two’s eyebrows rise and they looked at each other. However, Jonathan did mention the opponent was a city, so Baltimore must’ve looked down on Jonathan by virtue of the connection.
However, while they were reluctant to bump against a city, they stayed firm in the end. While stealing Guia may mean irking a strong enemy, all they’d be able to do was to send village subsidiaries to them. They weren’t dependent on anyone in resources, so nothing could threaten them either.
They fought hard. They deserved Guia.
Also, they could really use that iron mine and those hundreds of goblins.
"Then is anyone close to your lord left behind?" Althea asked. She closed her fist and tightened the earth around them, making them shiver, but they refused to answer on principle.
She sighed. They only had a few hours before the war ended and they didn’t have the leisure for long torture.
Luis raised his sword. "Since they’re useless, no need to keep them alive."
"GAHHH! NOOO!"
"Don’t!!!"
"Wait, let me try something," Althea intervened and the men looked at her with a bit of hope.
She narrowed her eyes at the guards for a moment, thinking. "Their levels should be good enough," Althea said, taking out a bottle from her space.
"There’s an experimental potion that could maybe help out,’ she said. "Can you open their mouths please?"
At this, Luis and the others pried the guards’ mouths open and they force fed them the suspicious-looking liquid.
None of them were certain what it was, but they forced their mouths closed and pinched their noses so they had no choice but to swallow.
"HIC—"
"ARG—gurgle—"
After ensuring the guards had consumed all the potion, they stood up and waited for whatever should happen to happen.
For now, though, the guards just looked pale. Obviously, the medicine didn’t taste very good.
Curious, Luis turned to the woman. "What is it, Miss Althea?"
"Truth potion."
"..."
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