Alphin's profession is a psionicist, a special spell system that uses psychic power to produce various effects. In addition to fighting, she is also good at communication and prying into the hearts of others. While this type of communication and snooping can be easily detected and cannot be used in everyday life, it is just right when used in specific situations, such as interrogations.

Another night, when the sleepy captives in the dark dungeon were escorted to the interrogation room after being detained for a whole day, when they were mentally prepared to face torture, what they saw was not the serious face. It was a man holding a feather, but a beautiful woman with fluffy fox ears and pink hair, wearing a dress that did not match the style of the interrogation room.

"Hello everyone." Alphin nodded and said calmly, "Yunero told me that you have some information he needs hidden in your mind, and let me find a way to dig it out. But look at your looks. , I don't think you have anything of value in your brains - maybe the dung beetles would be a little more interested in them."

The captives were immediately angry, and of course they could understand what this woman meant - doesn't it mean that their minds are full of shit!

"Seeing that you are still angry, it means that you are not hopeless, at least better than slugs or something." Alfin said to the assistant beside him, "Put the salt away, it is probably not needed. "

Sprinkling salt on a slug will dehydrate the disgusting worm to death, it's a famous proverb.

Then, Alfion randomly selected a prisoner and asked, "What's your name?"

The captive did not answer, but his expression changed immediately.

He clearly felt that a force had invaded his heart. The power is not powerful, but it has an irresistible wonder. It is like using a wedge to pry open a tightly closed box. It doesn't require a lot of power, it just needs ingenuity.

He gritted his teeth hard, closed his eyes, and gathered all his strength to stop the invasion, but to no avail.

For those without psychic powers, psion's prying eyes are simply indefensible.

Alphin turned her magic power into soft tentacles, and searched for something corresponding to the question in her chaotic thoughts. Soon, she found her target.

"Hal, Hal Jefferson, you are a member of the Viscount Jefferson family from the Republic of West Brunei." She showed a surprised look, but she didn't expect to catch a big fish, "No wonder you have such a system Ships, and that neat array. It turned out to be from a sea power! I have to admit, your background is amazing - even the ugliest mule, the father can be a thousand miles horse, I always thought it was just a proverb, I didn't expect it It's actually true!"

Hal Jefferson's face was pale, he knew there was no way he could keep a secret.

Alfion looked at the other people with interest and asked them one by one.

The answer to her was scolding or screaming.

"Go away! Witch!"

"Don't invade my mind! Vile monster!"

"Help! Help!"

...

But none of that stopped the Psion from finding the information she needed. With her powerful strength, she was guided by questions one by one, rummaging through the memories of these captives at will, looking for all the information she was interested in and could use.

It is extremely uncomfortable to be looked at by others. The prisoners feel as if something soft and sticky is poured into their nose and mouth, making it difficult for them to breathe. And these things not only did not flow down the nostrils and trachea, but instead flowed upstream and flowed into their brains, stroking and studying their brains.

They were terrified and uncomfortable, and they all went crazy. Some wanted to fight Alfin, some wanted to run away, and some wanted to commit suicide. There were seven prisoners in total, but nearly thirty guards were dispatched before they were completely subdued.

Alfion didn't care about their feelings at all, and searched for herself. It took almost an hour in total to find all the information she needed. She checked with the deputy interrogator who was in charge of recording and confirmed the information. True, the two left the interrogation room with great interest and went to report to Yunero.

In the interrogation room, there were only the prisoners who were watched by the guards, slumped on the ground, their faces full of saliva and snot, and the ground was full of the stench of excrement and urine.

"What? People from Laika?!" Yuneruo, who got the news, was shocked, "Why did people from Laika come to the South China Sea?"

"Our side is already in the eastern part of the South China Sea. In terms of the sphere of influence at sea, it is indeed close to the sphere of influence of West Brunei," Lana said. Interested."

The two looked at each other, and Lana, who had relatively enough magic power, asked the question in the chat channel.

Soon, everyone in the strategy group responded, confirming Lana's impression.

At least in the game, the maritime hegemony, the Republic of West Brunei, has never attacked the South China Sea Islands.

"But judging from the situation of these people, they are organized." Alphin said, "They belong to the same earl, but a mere earl can't support such a large naval team, although these ships are under the command of the same earl. They're all just neutral clippers, not the most famous 'battleship' in Laika, but twelve ships... by no means a small number."

Yunero nodded and asked, "As for their arrangement... do you have any suggestions?"

"They are all children of nobles. Now that they know their identities, they should contact their families according to the rules and ask for ransom." Alphin said, "Although they are only side branches, I think they should be worth a lot of money."

"Can't contact their family!" Lana immediately objected, "The Psion thing cannot be known by them!"

Alfion asked in surprise, "Is there something wrong with my existence?"

Lana said solemnly: "If you just attack spells, of course there is no problem. But a warlock who can read minds... will greatly increase our threat in the eyes of various forces. So this matter cannot be easily leaked."

Yuneruo nodded slightly: "Since it can't be leaked, why don't we keep these people locked up?"

Lana smiled: "They'd rather die than give in, then it's good for them. Execute them as pirates and declare to the public that they are determined not to reveal any information, so they are pirates by default."

Yunero frowned, pondered for a while, and nodded.

The next morning, the captives were taken out of the cell again and saw Alfion again.

Immediately they trembled, and they couldn't even stand. But Alfion did not embarrass them, just watched them carefully for a while, and then sighed.

"Give them a bath, change into clean clothes, and prepare some good food and wine for them." She turned her head and left, leaving only one sentence, "Eat and drink well, pack up and go on the road."

The prisoners naturally understood what she meant, you look at me, I look at you, in desperation, but also revealed a sense of relief.

Although death is terrifying, they would rather die easily than yesterday's terrifying experience.