in the name of the queen

Chapter 90 Prisoner’s Game
  Shanina is dead.

A very complete death.

The golem created by merging with her body is not Shanina at all, but an existence named "Nana" with a completely different soul.

Norton is the real master. He just transformed his dead daughter into a golem and gave it new intelligence according to the image of the well-behaved daughter in his memory.

This transformation used up the last treasured arcane-level golem core.

Norton is not stupid, nor is he crazy. He is very sane.

Of course he knew that his daughter named Shanina was dead.

Resurrection is an even more taboo field than taboo alchemy, and only those who have been infused with the power of the gods can even touch the threshold.

He was unable to resurrect his daughter.

But he wasn't depressed.

Although he lost Shanina, he gained a new daughter named Nana.

Nana's intellectual level is only about seven or eight years old, which is very naive.

But he has plenty of time, and he wants to grow up with his little daughter Nana.

Norton's behavior caused those in the know to distance themselves from him.

Both Sif and Lisa thought he was crazy.

Only Roland understood him.

People always have obsessions.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, Shanina is a stupid girl who has been brain-damaged by love, a poor person whose mind does not match her age.

But in the eyes of a father, a daughter will always be a daughter.

This is family affection.

Norton's behavior is indeed outrageous, but it is easy to understand.

It doesn't matter whether Nana is Shanina or not, it's enough that her daughter is still around.

In line with the principle of never interfering in the private lives of his subordinates, Roland did not talk to Norton about this matter.

He just quietly provided funds and materials for Norton to build a new laboratory.

But he reminded Norton not to rush to build a big laboratory, but to just build one and make do with it first.

Norton didn't ask why, he just followed the order.

His life was saved by Roland.

Being able to reunite with his daughter in another way, and even have the opportunity for complete revenge in the future, these are all given by Roland.

It would be rude to ask this and that while executing an order.

A few months ago, as a master of alchemy, he would not have looked down upon Roland's comments that interfered with the experiment.

But it's different now.

All that remains in his life is the flame of revenge and the fatherly love of taking care of his daughter.

Looking at Norton's leaving figure, Sif felt a faint chill and asked doubtfully:
  "I always feel that there is something strange about Mr. Norton."

"Oh, it's nothing, he's transforming his body."

A truly ruthless person dares to use himself as experimental material.

Norton is such a ruthless person.

He deeply felt the lack of strength. Although he took refuge in Roland, he was also looking for ways to strengthen his strength.

His choice is to transform himself.

Through the transformation of flesh and bones, it becomes a half-human, half-mechanical fighting machine.

Sif was stunned by Roland's words.

Is this nothing?
  Who among normal people would target their own daughter for transformation, and who would target themselves?
  But she had a hard time criticizing Norton.

After learning what had happened to Norton, Sif felt sympathy for the unfortunate alchemist.

She bit her lip, and there was a hint of ice in her cold voice, "Smee, the traitor, deserves to die!" "He does deserve to die."

Roland nodded and said calmly: "But Smith is never alone. When one Smith falls, countless Smiths stand up."

"Is there no way to deal with them?" Sif frowned slightly.

Roland wanted to add some modern words, but his words changed again, "Of course, but it will have to wait until you ascend the throne."

"We will be leaving the Imperial Capital soon. Let the Smiths take care of things here."

Sif knew Roland's plan.

Leave the imperial capital, build a team overseas, let the powerful officials torment the imperial capital, give the people of the imperial capital a lot of strength, and then come back to clean up the mess.

The plan was perfect.

It's just that he is a little cruel to the people of the imperial capital.

Seeing Sif's unbearable expression, Roland reminded her in a deep voice: "Sif, kindness is an excellent quality, but in politics it is a luxury product that requires a huge price to be enjoyed."

“Change always comes at a cost, and there is no such thing as painless change.”

"The residents of the imperial capital are the price."

Sif sighed softly: "I know, although I can't bear it, but I don't know the word you said is 'female kindness', right?"

"Yes, women's kindness. Including but not limited to women."

Sif was silent for a moment and said slowly: "By the way, Wharton and Stanley did not say anything even though they surrendered to the law. According to your request, the torturer did not use torture and the interrogation progress was very slow. What should I do?"

"What should we do? There are many ways. Let's go and see them."

The corners of Roland's mouth raised slightly, it was time for on-site teaching again.

Wharton and Stanley were both men who had made meritorious service to the country. The use of torture during interrogation was certainly useful, but it did not meet the requirements of the Knights Management Act.

Of course he can blatantly violate the law, but what do the other knights think?
  Without punishment, it is not about treating Wharton and Stanley well, but about letting the knights return to their hearts.

Can't you open your mouth without torture?
  Roland doesn't believe in evil.

Arriving at the interrogation room where Wharton and Stanley were held, Roland asked the jailer to take them out.

Soon, two former deputy captains of the Knights came out wearing heavy shackles and handcuffs.

They are extraordinary and dangerous, and ordinary soldiers cannot cure them.

In order to prevent accidents, we can only feed them all the food, and then they will be half hungry and half full every day.

Seeing Roland and Sif, Wharton and Stanley's expressions changed instantly.

Wharton bit his lip and begged softly: "Captain Roland, Count Sif, I know that I have sinned deeply, but please give me a break and let my family go."

Stanley said nothing, but looked at Wharton with disdain.

Is it useful to beg for mercy after you have already reached this point?
  What a waste.

Hearing Wharton's begging for mercy, Roland smiled and said: "Wharton, you have proven your fault, so I will give you a chance to make atonement."

"From now on, you and Stanley will expose each other's crimes. Whoever exposes more will have his sentence reduced."

"If none of you tell, you will be jailed for ten years. If someone confesses and someone else doesn't, the one who confesses will be imprisoned for three years, and the one who doesn't will be sentenced to death."

"If both confess, the one who confesses more will be imprisoned for five years, and the one who confesses less will be imprisoned for life."

"You can consider for yourself whether you trust your good in-laws to stick to the end."

"Take it down!"

Wharton and Stanley looked at each other in shock.

They didn't speak, but they lowered their heads at the same time, for fear that the other party would see their eyes.

After the interrogators took the two away, Roland waved his hand and called the torture officer over.

"Interrogator, you immediately go find dozens of thick candles. Find an interrogation room with poor lighting and light the candles. Don't let them sleep. When they confess, they will end."

"Remember, don't let them sleep, not even for a second. If they doze off, you know what to do, right?"

The torturer slapped his chest hard and promised loudly: "Don't worry. Even if it's a stone, I will find a way to make him speak!"

(End of this chapter)