When Beauty Meets Beasts Chapter 557 - 557 Interrogation

Chapter 557 - 557 Interrogation

557 Interrogation

Huanhuan got someone to bring a bucket of water and splashed it on the Goffin’s face.

There was a splash.

The Goffin was immediately woken up from his sleep.

He opened his eyes and looked around blankly. Water dripped down his cheek and landed on the ground.

Huanhuan sat on the stump and looked up at the Goffin. “Do you remember who you are?” she asked slowly.

“Me?” The Goffin endured the sharp pain at the back of his head and thought for a long time before finding his name in his chaotic memories. “I’m Ryder.”

Huanhuan nodded and praised with a smile, “Not bad. You can still remember your name.”

Ryder gradually remembered what had happened before he fainted. He looked fl.u.s.tered. “Who are you?”

Huanhuan didn’t answer his question. She continued, “This is Swan Valley. You’re at a dwarf’s house, but you don’t have to be afraid. I need to know something from you. I hope you’ll cooperate.”

Ryder shouted, “Whatever you want to know, I’m not telling you!”

“Hmm, you have some dignity in you!” Huanhuan chuckled.

She threw the bone knife at Elman. “Do me a favor and cut his wrists and ankles. Remember to be gentle. Don’t cut off his hands and feet.”

Elman agreed. “Okay!”

He ran to Ryder and slashed each of his limbs with the bone knife.

“Will this do?”

Huanhuan glanced at him. “Yes, that’ll do.”

The bone knife made thin wounds. Blood seeped out of the veins and dripped down his hands and feet.

Lance scoffed. “It’ll take 10 days to half a month for him to die from such wounds.”

“I don’t need him to die. I just need him to be teetering on the edge of life and death.”

Lance: “…”

At this moment, he suddenly realized that the girl in front of him was actually quite ruthless.

Huanhuan didn’t seem to notice Lance’s gaze. She stood up slowly. “Elman, a.s.sign a few gnomes to guard Ryder in s.h.i.+fts. Don’t let him die too quickly.”

“Okay.”

Without looking at Ryder again, Huanhuan turned and walked into the house.

Lance asked her what she was going to do.

“Didn’t I promise to make delicious food for you before? Now, I’m prepared to fulfill my promise.”

Huanhuan walked into the kitchen, took out the ingredients from her s.p.a.ce, rolled up her sleeves, and began to cook.

Due to the large number of people, Huanhuan was preparing to make a super-large hotpot today. There were all kinds of vegetables in the pot. Everyone could eat whatever they wanted.

She got the gnomes to pick up the stove in the backyard, then took an oversized iron pot from Mark’s house and placed it on the stove.

Huanhuan placed the ingredients she had specially made into the hotpot and stir-fried them. Then, she added water to boil them before pouring all the vegetables she had washed and cut into the pot.

Before long, the fragrance of hotpot filled the air, making the gnomes drool.

Huanhuan dragged Mark over.

She gestured for everyone to sit down and eat.

The gnomes immediately swarmed over. They didn’t know how to use chopsticks, so they could only use forks and spoons to scoop vegetables into the pot.

Lance used a fork too and didn’t think it was very useful. He saw that Huanhuan used chopsticks very well, so he asked her for a pair of chopsticks and followed her example.

It was awkward at first, but when he got used to it, he realized that chopsticks were much better than knives and forks. He picked up the food quite quickly.

There were a lot of red leaves added to the hotpot. It tasted spicy. Unexpectedly, this group of gnomes could take spicy food. They were sweating profusely from the spiciness and cried out in joy.

In contrast, Mark was having a hard time. It was his first time eating such spicy food. It was so spicy that tears streamed down his face.

He cried and ate, his face becoming streaked with tears.

Those who didn’t know better would think that he had suffered a lot.

The smell of hotpot filled the air, making Ryder’s mouth water.

He had been hungry all day and had not even drunk water. Now, he was forced to look at the large hotpot in front of him. When he saw the gnomes scooping out large pieces of meat from the pot, he was so hungry that his eyes widened.

Hunger had always been the most unbearable pain in the world.

Ryder kept gulping.

Several times, he almost couldn’t help but compromise.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and endured it.

He could not compromise and betray the Goffin tribe!

This hotpot meal took a long time.

After eating and drinking their fill, the gnomes helped clean up the mess and wash the pot.

Huanhuan sat on a tree stump and sunbathed.

After crying, Mark’s mood improved a little. His eyes were swollen from crying, and his voice was hoa.r.s.e. “I have to go back to work.”

Huanhuan looked at him in disdain. “Go wash your face first. You look so ugly.”

Mark: “…”

‘Where’s your sympathy?!’

He twisted back into the house. After was.h.i.+ng his face, he continued to devote himself to making cannons.

Blood was still seeping from Ryder’s wound. Under him, blood stained a small area of the ground, attracting many blood-sucking ants.

Some of the blood-sucking ants even climbed up the tree trunk and crawled into Ryder’s wounds.

It hurt so much that Ryder shouted and struggled, trying to shake off the blood-sucking ants.

Unfortunately, it was useless.

He was tightly bound by the vines and had no room to struggle.

He could only watch as the blood-sucking ants burrowed into his body. Despair appeared on his pale face, and his dry lips opened and closed. “Kill me…”

Elman put his hands on his hips and looked up at him. “If you’re willing to cooperate with us, we’ll consider giving you a quick death.”

Ryder fell silent.

But he didn’t last long.

More and more blood-sucking ants crawled over him. Not only did they burrow into his wounds, but they also drilled into his eyes and nose.

He shouted uncontrollably and finally broke down.

“I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you everything!”

The gnomes helped him sweep the blood-sucking ants off his body to the ground.

Huanhuan made herself a cup of flower tea. She held the blanket and took a sip of tea. Then, she said slowly, “Tell me everything you know first. Everything about your Goffin tribe.”

Tears came to Ryder’s eyes. “I don’t know anything…”

As soon as he finished speaking, the gnomes were about to throw the blood-sucking ants at him.

It frightened him so much that he shouted, “I’ll talk, I’ll talk!”

Ryder began to tell him about the origins of the Goffins.

Huanhuan knew he was stalling. She didn’t interrupt him and let him ramble on. When his mouth was dry, he stopped and wanted a bowl of water.

Huanhuan said slowly, “The things you’ve been talking about don’t have any value to me. If you want to drink water, you have to say something valuable.”

Ryder licked his dry lips and hesitated for a long time before saying,

“I know the Goffins have been very close to the giants recently.”

“And?”

“The Goffins are preparing to join forces with the giants to attack Elven G.o.d Mountain.”