Walk!　Who told you it was okay to sleep?　b*tc*!
　....

　Lydia, the inter-intelligence of the Roselle Kingdom, had a pained expression on her face.
　Lydia had not been allowed to sleep for the last four days.

　Until she was transferred to the tabernacle of King Rosais' country, Lydia had been subjected to various tortures by the Equus tribe.
　Flogging, clawing, waterboarding...etc.

　All of which Lydia endured.
　It's all about loyalty to the Kingdom of Roselle.

　Also, the fact that a curse was placed on her that would cause her heart to burst if she spoke was one of the reasons she was able to endure it.
　Lydia also did not want to die.

　When she was held captive by the Equus, most of the torture was purely painful.
　Lydia is a good sorcerer, so she can alleviate a certain amount of pain with spellcraft.

　So she always treated her torturers with strength, but...

　Since I became a prisoner in King Loseys' country, my tastes have changed.
　I had been fed poorly in the past, but since arriving in King Loseys' country I've been given two solid meals, and I'm no longer tortured.

　The torture is no longer a painful affair.
　But the torture has not become lighter.

　On the contrary.


　Come on, walk. Do 30 laps. You will sit in a chair after you have done 30 laps.
　Okay.

　He walks through the cage with a wobbly gait.
　After six weeks, it crumbles down with a bang.

　Without emptying, I get cold water poured on my head.

　'Get up!
　Ummm ... please, please ... hey, let me sleep ...
　I won't allow it. Come on, walk. Don't you hear me telling you to walk!

　The torturer grabbed Lydia's hair and yelled in her ear.

　The torturer really wanted to put her to sleep.
　When people hear the word "torturer" they tend to think it's a profession that sadists become, but the reality is that it's not.

　In order to prevent overdoing it, torturers are chosen to be serious and honest.
　The purpose of torture was not to make them suffer, but to get them to give up information.

　But the purpose of this torture is to make them suffer.
　At least that's what the torturers knew.
　Because they were not under orders to get him to confess the information.

　'Ha, if I tell you, will you let me sleep?　Oh, please. Hey, I'll do anything....
　I'm not under orders from you to confess. I was told to torture you.
　Oh, no...

　Desperation appears in Lydia's eyes.
　The torturer forces Lydia to stand.

　'Come on!　Walk!
　I can't, I can't... hey, let me sleep...

　I repeat like a ramble.
　Lydia can't move an inch.

　The torturer sighed.

　'Bring me a feather.'

　He gives instructions to his subordinates.
　Lydia's complexion changes.

　'No, no!　That, that one........forgive me, forgive me.......I'll walk, I'll walk......
　No, no. Be quiet!

　Lydia is strapped to a chair and her legs are opened.
　Her beautiful bare feet are exposed.

　The slave brings a goose feather.
　Pure white, clean feathers.

　The goose feathers touch Lydia's bare feet.

　'I, no ....................hi!

　A feather stroked Lydia's white bare foot.

　'Hee, hee, hee, hee, hee!　No, no!　It's going crazy, it's going to break!!!!

　Lydia's laughter echoes...






　What do you think, Julia? I just weakened him.
　Yeah. If you're this stressed out, I can undo it quickly.

　It wasn't because I or the Equus tribe were sadists that they were torturing Lydia.
　It was to break the curse that was placed on Lydia.

　The curse is wrapped around the spirit like a chain.
　In order to break the curse, it was necessary to melt the spirit.

　This is quite difficult to do.
　If he were to fess up, Lydia's heart would burst.

　The level of torture that Lydia could just barely endure had to be continued continuously.
　But physical torture is difficult to control.

　So a direct attack on the mind became necessary.

　'But how could you think of tickle me without putting me to sleep?
　'Don't make it sound like I'm a pervert. I'm just saying that I knew. ....and I took the utmost care to make sure it didn't leave any scars on my body.

　If you order the torturers of this world to weaken their minds as much as possible, you never know what kind of fancy torture devices they'll pull out.

　They'd pour boiling water on your face, shave off your nose and ears, use a grinder to deform your facial structure...
　Destroying breasts, genitals...
　Drugged and addicted.

　There are too many harsh tortures for women.
　For that matter, insomnia and tickling won't cause physical damage.

　The psychological damage is done but it will take a week for her to go insane.
　It's only been four days.

　He'll be fine in no time.
　If I do say so myself, I'm a conscientious person.

　I mean, I'm skeptical of the effects of torture.
　In some cases, they don't know, but they say bullshit in order to get away with it.

　The accuracy of the information is better than torture.

　'Well, I'm going to go break the spell as soon as I can.

　Julia heads to her prison with a large amount of herbs in her hand.
　After this, she breaks into Lydia's mind and breaks the curse.

　That way, her heart won't explode.
　It will ensure that we get the information out of her.

　"Make sure you pull it off. Otherwise, she's a lost cause.
　Who do you think I am?　I'm the best sorcerer in the land of King Rosais.

　Julia meditates with one eye.
　It wasn't until ten seconds after Julia left that she realized it was a wink.

　You're too bad at it....






　....

　Lydia stares into the void with dead eyes.
　Right now, Lydia was being allowed to sit on a chair.

　Granted, it was a very unstable chair, so it would fall over if she fell asleep.
　Even so, it was much easier than walking because you can stay without thinking.

　When Julia saw Lydia like that, she apologized inwardly and began to prepare for the spellcraft.
　She places incense that has been spell-treated with marijuana and opium in various parts of the prison and sets them on fire.

　On the floor, he draws a large magic circle around Lydia.
　Lydia can only stare at it with vacant eyes.

　Julia drips blood on the magic circle and lets her spell power and the magic circle blend together.

　Then she puts her hands on it and pours out a large amount of spell power.
　Hundreds of times the spell power of an ordinary person flows into the magic circle all at once, and it glows violently.

　After activating the magic circle, Julia approaches Lydia.

　''You can go to sleep. Get off the chair and lie down on the floor.''
　Oh, really?
　"True.

　Lydia collapsed from her chair with a clatter.
　She puts her face on the floor and falls asleep.

　Julia puts her hand on Lydia's head.

　''Well ... shall we untie her?







　After seeing Julia off, I headed to another prison.
　In that cell, I saw a blonde woman in chains.

　It was Alice.

　Alice doesn't have any particular reason to torture me, so I'm stopping her just to take away my body's freedom.
　The beds are hard, but you can rest properly, and the food is the same menu as for ordinary soldiers.

　'It's been a long time.'
　It's been a long time. King Alms. What can I do for you?
　I'm here to seduce you.

　I sat down in front of the cage and met Alice's eye level.　
　Alice quietly shakes her head from side to side.

　'I'm glad you feel that way, but that's not how it works.'
　''Hmmm, I honestly don't know why you're so loyal to Prince Aldo. I've heard the stories but you weren't treated very well, were you?

　He had already heard about Alice from a servant who served in the palace of King Domorgal's country.
　They said she was always being beaten by Aldo.
　He had been treated badly in many other ways as well.

　In case you're wondering, I suspect Stockholm Syndrome........

　Why are you loyal to him?
　I haven't sworn any loyalty. It's just...

　Just?

　It's nothing.

　Well.....

　Well, that's okay. I'll come back tomorrow.

　I said and walked away from the scene.