The intimidation effect has been initially achieved.

From beginning to end, Vincent never told the female assassin to surrender or confess.

A ruthless person must be tough to the end. For someone who wants to murder himself, there is no need to use both soft and hard tactics. In the worst case, he will be dragged down and killed.

The next wave of assassins may be arriving at the castle. Even if a woman is good-looking, there is no need to spoil her.

There must be someone behind this kind of thing, and Lord Vincent also wants to know the relevant information.

In addition, he has selfish motives and doesn't really want to kill such a lovely girl.

Seeing her, Vincent thought of a toy he liked.

However, the more this is the case, the less likely it is to make the other party feel that one has concerns.

The process of applying pressure is very important, and the person applying pressure must be calm and patient.

This is not a problem for Vincent. After all, he is the winner of the National Teaching Ability Competition and a famous teaching teacher. Acting on the spot and explaining calmly is not a problem at all for him.

When the demons under his command saw that their master was so talkative, they couldn't help but admire him even more.

"Listen to you? Who do you think you are? Don't tarnish my noble ears."

Vincent kept talking without giving the female assassin a chance to speak.

"Look, if my toy is enlarged twenty times in proportion, it will take about a day to make. If you prepare a spare blade, it can chop off hundreds of heads every day."

"Your accent doesn't sound like someone from the castle, but from the village to the north. I really hope you are an orphan and don't have parents, brothers and sisters, otherwise my toys will wear out faster."

"You are so beautiful. Many people must know you. If they lie and say they don't know you, then I don't mind chopping off a few more heads."

"They want to do the same thing to me anyway, don't they? Tooth for tooth, blood for blood!"

"You devil..." The female assassin's eyes widened in shock at these ghastly words, "You... you don't know anything, and you want to kill everyone?"

From these words, Vincent heard signs of her softening of will, and he knew that he must increase his efforts at this time.

I didn't expect that I could act so fierce. The demon skin is so useful.

"I don't care about your confession! The interrogation is meaningless to you pariahs. My time is limited and I don't want to listen to cheap lies."

"I advise you to tell me your last words before my toy installation is completed. There is no need to mention any conditions. It is already a matter of life and death between us."

"When the army Your Majesty gives me arrives, all those who have offended me will regret it beyond words!"

The cold words completely frightened the assassin, and also made his slightly wiser subordinates feel their strength and determination.

The prince really looks like a potential tyrant.

This is very, very good for the demons!

In the world of demons where power is paramount, tyrants are stronger than mediocre kings.

Since arriving here, Vincent has been very clear that he must use the fastest speed to firmly place himself on the throne of ruler.

A well-known benevolent politician once said something that will keep him here alive.

It is greater to be feared than to be loved.

One is cowardice, the other is stupidity, and the third is laziness. Apart from these three, everything is virtuous.

Instead of becoming someone else's toy, it's better to control everything yourself and let others become a toy.

Now, he needs a beautiful toy that will willingly provide information.

Maybe she can do more things in the future, so she can't be soft-hearted and must pursue the victory.

"She looks so ugly when she cries! The guillotine continues to be put up, and she is taken down and locked up. I will chop her off when I am in a better mood. I want to see if the evil god will show up to save the believers."

Vincent looked impatient and ordered the giant scythe.

"Choose a multi-person cell with the most rats and villains for me to lock her in. Send an evil eye demon to watch her and broadcast it live to me."

"Tell the dirty guys that they can have a friendly exchange with this lady, but if anyone breaks or kills her, I will use my new toy to cut him into bacon slices and feed them to the demon."

"Is the prison going to burn?" Scythe asked, "The Balrog has been unemployed for a long time."

"No, I don't want to eat barbecue recently. Prison is a good place. Maybe she can still gain enlightenment in there."

After saying that, Vincent turned around and left, leaving a bunch of subordinates behind.

At this time, he only had partial expectations in his heart.

Instead of spending time prying the female assassin's mouth open, it would be better to seize the time to mobilize the army.

Although Ju Si couldn't figure out what "Bacon" and "Enlightenment" were, he still carried out the orders faithfully as always.

The young assassin who had been trying to remain silent finally let out a desperate cry after being dragged for dozens of steps.

"Lord, forgive me, don't imprison me...I will say, I will say anything!"

The corners of Vincent's mouth raised slightly, and his steps slowed down slightly, but did not stop.

"Shut up! I will not believe it, let alone forgive the person who assassinated me. Save your words for the priest to say when you confess."

"I really know how to say it! Ah, I can do whatever you want me to do. I don't want to die or be imprisoned!"

Seeing that the assassin's mental defense had completely collapsed, the knowledgeable lich nodded slightly and gestured to the giant scythe from the air.

The Scythe Demon could fight, but was very slow. After pondering for a long time, he finally understood and calmly stopped.

Vincent thought of the gods mentioned by the assassin just now.

The demons believe in the God of Darkness and Chaos, but in order to maintain their rule on the continent, they also tacitly allow the humans to believe in the God of Light and Order.

The so-called God of Freedom is actually a folk cult worship that has appeared out of nowhere in recent years.

The people under the rule of the demon clan are just poor. Compared with the rule of the cold noble lord, how can they not be free?

It is urgent to ban cult organizations and punish illegal and criminal activities of cults locally.

"Stupid woman, there is no such thing as a god of justice. Justice must be fought for with strength, rather than waiting for charity from the gods. All evil spirits must be eliminated from my territory."

Vincent's words are righteous. We have to deal with the cult anyway, so why not take this opportunity to build goodwill with the church in the territory?

"You now have three seconds to change your mind, vow to return to the embrace of the true God, and never become a minion of the devil, otherwise..."

In this era where faith supports life, the lord's strong piety will undoubtedly win the favor of many people.

Of course, having a high-level Chaos Demon actively call for an anti-cult will give the impression of being truly demonic.

"one……"

Vincent didn't even raise his counting fingers before the female assassin swore to change her faith at an astonishing speed.

"I swear to change my faith. I, Neniya Wald, swear to only believe in the God of Light for the rest of my life, to be loyal forever, and never to be tempted by evil spirits again!"

It turned out that her name was Ninja Walder, a very tacky country name.

Vincent and the Lich leader exchanged glances, and the Lich had already taken out a pen to record it, and would definitely conduct a detailed investigation next.

This interesting development made Vincent feel quite accomplished.

Maybe doing this will offend the evil cult, and then we will see whether the evil will not prevail over the good, or whether the evil will win over the good.

"Even so, I still can't trust the person who is trying to assassinate me," Vincent ordered with a straight face and a shocking tone, "Obey me or die?"

"I don't want to die, Lord Marquis, I was wrong, please forgive me."

Niniya hesitated for a moment, thinking of the prison and the pleasure platform, but she knelt down and begged tremblingly.

"I am willing to be your...slave. I am willing to obey any orders, as long as you don't lock me in that kind of place."

Vincent finally turned around and walked over, staring at the female assassin with a smile on his purple eyes.

"Foolish woman, lift up your head now and see clearly who is the one who forgives you, and he will be your master."

The confused Niniya raised her head and saw a slender young demon.

The demon lord is very young, tall and handsome, looks elegant and melancholic, and is full of a unique temperament that is hard to distinguish between good and evil.

"From now on, you are my toy. You should feel honored and swear allegiance to me!"

Toy?

Vincent's words made Niniya feel extremely humiliated, but she had lost any courage to resist and could only hold back her sorrow and swear.

"I, the daughter of Schalk Wald, the silver-level adventurer Niniya Wald, swear to the supreme god... that from now on I will be the slave of the lord, and will never betray, even if the master asks me to

Go...go die."

After saying these humiliating words, Niniya felt uncontrollable sadness in her heart and couldn't help crying.

Vincent didn't expect that this woman was also a silver adventurer, which was a relatively high level among adventurers.

Are the reviewers in the Adventurer's Guild all idiots?

I really don’t know what kind of tasks a woman with such a weak will did to get to this level.

"You seem to have not recognized your identity yet. My loyal servants are by my side, and you are not worthy to be compared with them."

Vincent said coldly, not showing the slightest joy at Niniya's humility.

"You are just my toy. Remember your new identity and don't forget it. Be careful not to make mistakes, toys are easy to break."

"Oh... yes, Master, I am your toy..."

Niniya was filled with shame and anger, but she knew that once she gave in, she would have no choice.

"Lich Sage, what kind of slave would not betray?" Vincent asked the Lich knowingly, "As far as I know, females are fickle."

"Your Highness, this is not a problem." The Lich replied seriously, "Which kind of undead kin she can be transformed into would be more to your liking?"

"I like things that are easy to store and durable..."
Chapter completed!