OBS Chapter 105 Don't ask me if I dare
Chapter 105 Don't ask me if I dare
Chapter 105 Don't ask me if I dare
Brin gritted her teeth, her forehead covered in sweat. Her body trembled slightly as she strained to endure the pain, and her face turned bright red.
"Don't want to be humiliated?" Nan'an knew what she was thinking. "Your companions are using a photo roll to record my crimes, to glorify your integrity, and to highlight my brutality?"
The witch behind Carly felt uneasy under Nan'an's gaze.
"Such skillful combos, you guys must use them a lot, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he bent down again and this time grasped Brin's middle and ring fingers.
Carly's pupils contracted sharply: "Nan'an, you dare!"
Nan'an's fingers began to exert force.
The faint sound of joints being squeezed.
Brin's breathing became rapid, and she began to struggle, but she was pinned down by Nan'an's boots and could not move.
Sweat trickled down her forehead, dripping onto the table and spreading into a small wet patch.
Nan'an deliberately slowed down his exertion, enjoying the surprise on everyone's faces.
"Wait—" The Senate envoy stepped forward.
It's too late.
Click!
"ah!!!!"
Brin could no longer bear it and screamed, her voice sharp and mournful.
With her screams as background noise, Nanan straightened up, looked down at Carly, and made no attempt to hide the pleasure on his face.
"Phew, that feels better~" he joked. "Don't ask me if I dare, because I like to respond with actions."
"Everyone, as I said before, what Suiyue summoned was not a Heroic Spirit at all, but an evil spirit! Look at his evil deeds! Countless people have witnessed them and tried to persuade him, but they still cannot awaken his conscience. He is cruel, tyrannical, and utterly inhuman!"
Nanan grabbed Brin's hair, revealing her face contorted in agony, and turned it toward the crowd watching outside the door.
"The Bamboo Moon Witch Society wants to talk about humanity and reason, so let's talk about reason."
He then adopted a gentle and respectful posture, bowing slightly to the senators.
"Before that, I would like to ask the special envoys to bring the person in question, Coralina, to the scene."
The special envoys knew that things had escalated to this point and could not be resolved hastily. They exchanged glances and sighed.
While Corella was out of the way, Carly had the witch in charge of recording shake the photo scroll.
"I will report your every move to the Senate. If you don't want your crimes to be assessed more severely, release them immediately!"
"You record yours, I'll do my thing; if you're not happy, I'll take it back myself."
"Barbaric, vulgar."
"Thank you, my friend Asripan, for always saying I'm too refined and can't even bite someone's throat to bleed them. I'm not barbaric at all."
Suiyue couldn't help but mutter, "That werewolf older sister really teaches everything—"
As he spoke, Nan An increased the pressure on her hand, making Pudding feel like her scalp was about to tingle.
The people from Cat's Eye have arrived.
The people of Yaoxiao were also alarmed, and gathered in twos and threes at the door, craning their necks to look inside.
Whispers spread like a tide, weaving into a muffled buzzing sound inside and outside the reception room.
Nobody dislikes watching a spectacle.
At this moment, the Bewitching Crow is also on its way.
The spacious reception room was packed with people, and Corella was the center of attention as soon as she appeared, drawing stares from all sides.
When she was brought to the scene, her throat was dry and she kept swallowing.
The Senate envoy noticed the marks of torture on Corella's body; the wounds, still bleeding after the exercise, undoubtedly proved the severity of the punishment.
Faced with this sudden farce, the group gained a clearer understanding.
"Bring her a chair to sit down."
Nan'an was very satisfied with this thoughtful arrangement and nodded to the special envoy who had spoken.
"Your Excellency Nan'an, members of the Bamboo Moon Witch Society, now that everyone is here, you may begin your discussion."
Brin was kicked off the table.
Upon hearing Nan'an say "suppress her," Suiyue rushed forward without hesitation, restrained Pudding's hands, pinned them behind her back, and slammed her head hard onto the table to prevent any possibility of escape.
"Envoy!" Carly's voice pierced the roof. "Are you going to turn a blind eye to this atrocity?!"
"Since you witches want to reason with me, I'll reluctantly speak some human language to you bunch of good-for-nothings."
Nanan jumped off the table, went to Corella's side, pointed at her short hair and scars, and questioned her loudly.
"Your ignorance allows you to meddle in Elru's affairs. I can be magnanimous and not bother with the ignorant and incompetent. Now, give me an explanation to humiliate Corella."
He suppressed his anger and asked, "Could we let them see the wound?"
Clara met Nan'an's fiery eyes and nodded.
"Sizzle~~~"
Without hesitation, she tore off her prison uniform, revealing the thin inner lining, and displayed her battered body without any concern.
The wounds were stained with blood and scabbed over, sticking to her prison uniform. When she moved it around, the numerous whip marks and cuts on Corella's body were stained with blood.
No one had time to admire Corella's figure; their gazes were drawn to the bloodstains, and they felt something gripping their hearts.
"The Bamboo Moon Witch Society really knows how to use torture. I've never seen such methods before, aiming to disfigure someone. In terms of meticulous craftsmanship, we border adventurers from the Gray Star Era are no match for you. My apologies." Nan An cupped his hands in greeting.
Carly remained calm: "Not only did he refuse to cooperate, but he also attempted to use magic to harm people. After being caught on the spot, he refused to confess who he was colluding with. At that time, the gods and demons were invading, and the whole city was being searched. The situation was urgent, so we had to treat him specially."
Corella defended herself, saying, "I didn't attack them; they framed me."
Carly retorted, "Where's the evidence? The guards outside witnessed you suddenly unleashing magic."
"This explosion was clearly created by you using a magic scroll!"
Nan'an clicked his tongue.
He's usually quite sarcastic, as if he'd drive anyone crazy with a verbal argument, but why does he become so clumsy in formal situations?
"Since it's the Bamboo Moon Witch who's arresting people, it's your turn to provide evidence of the attack."
"Why should I?" Carly retorted.
"Your Excellency, I suspect that you broke into Coralella's room last night with the intention of doing something despicable."
"Huh?" The white-haired elder envoy was taken aback. In a daze, he pointed to himself. "Me? Me?"
"That's right. According to Vice President Carly, if you can't prove your guilt, then you're guilty. As for the Senate envoy, on behalf of Erlu, I have no choice but to detain you on the grounds that you attacked Erlu's accomplices."
As he spoke, Nan'an put his hand on the unfortunate envoy's shoulder.
Carly was dumbfounded.
That's incredibly audacious!
"Vice President Carly, are you really sticking to your story? If so, we can switch places. I'll admit that your reasons for arresting Corella are valid, and you'll have to admit that my story is valid too. That would be fair."
"No, that can't be right!" The Senate envoy laughed in exasperation. "I have nothing to do with this."
"Yes, according to the Bamboo Moon Witch Society's practices, no one can be innocent. As long as they want to accuse us, we will be subjected to torture and forced confessions. You have tacitly allowed them to have such enormous and unchecked privileges, so you must bear the corresponding consequences."
"You've offended the envoy! You're blaspheming the authority of the Senate!" Carly roared in fury. "Saying privilege is unchecked—isn't that exactly what Elru has always done?"
"E'lu's privileges target gods, demons, and living eclipses, and are obtained through sacrifice. If you can find evidence of E'lu being tortured into confessing, we'll see you at the Senate hearing."
The Senate envoys exchanged glances, and seeing their companions being suppressed by Nan'an, they were both amused and exasperated.
I didn't want to get involved, but Nan'an's crazy personality clearly showed that he wouldn't stop until he made a big fuss.
"Carly, do you have any evidence of Corella's attack?"
Carly stared coldly at Nan'an, not even glancing at the envoys: "The commemorative scroll has been destroyed."
"So there isn't, is that right?" The envoy rubbed his temples, his voice weary. "The Bamboo Moon Witch accuses Clara of colluding with the Living Eclipse and the gods and demons. Nan'an's version is 'authorized by E'lu,' meaning her actual identity is E'lu's aider."
The envoy paused, then asked with concern, "Can the Bamboo Moon Witch provide direct evidence to refute Nan'an's claims? Do you have any witnesses or evidence?"
The Bamboo Moon Witches fell silent.
"It seems not." The envoy asked again, "For this trip to Kren, the Senate permitted you to accompany El-Deer and Cat's Eye to supervise their studies, but did not grant you full law enforcement authority. Arrests can be understood as cooperation in an emergency, but regarding punishment—"
You have overstepped your bounds.
Carly's nails dug deeply into her palms.
She knew that Nan'an's sudden change to gentleness and reason was an attempt to use the persecution by the Bamboo Moon Witch Society to make Coraella famous.
"Damn it!"
She cursed inwardly, yet felt utterly helpless.
Nanan found a clean tablecloth and draped it over Corella, then walked back to Brin's side.
"I'm not very familiar with the laws after the Black Mist Era. Are there any corresponding punishments for abusing punishments on innocent people?"
The Senate envoy explained, "We can only reserve our opinion and will proceed with the process after we return to the double crown."
Upon hearing this, Carly's lips curled into a smug smile, and she let out a disdainful snort.
The plan did fail, but what can be done?
Doesn't Nan'an realize that the Senate envoys can only go this far at most, and it's impossible for them to make a decision to punish in public?
Nan An understood the provocation in Carly's eyes, and he had already guessed that it would be a smooth, non-stick pan outcome.
unimportant.
He got justice from Corella, went through the proper procedures, and had the upper hand.
Next, it's time for him to "get justice".
Suiyue may lack other qualities, but her bull-like strength is highly reliable.
Pudding struggled to raise her head, engaging in a silent battle of wills, but was steadily suppressed by Suiyue. Every now and then, her forehead would make intimate contact with the table, producing a "thump" sound, comparable to a deep bow.
"Let me go, you evil spirit!"
Seeing that the process was over, and under the "gaze" of the photo scroll, Brin suddenly became assertive, her desire to perform rising.
Carly stepped forward: "Aren't you going to let go? You want to use vigilante justice too?"
Nan'an snapped his fingers, and the surging elemental power caused thick vines to spread from the edge of the long table, binding Brin like a dumpling, with only her head sticking out.
"What else do you want to do!" Carly could no longer remain calm, pointing at Nan'an's nose, her voice suddenly rising.
The Senate envoys also stood up, and they saw that Nanan's hand, brimming with elemental power, had gripped Brin's throat.
"Clara, come here." Nan An patted his "big pumpkin" subordinate lightly. "She ordered your head to be shaved. Now, you make her bald, and shave off her eyebrows too."
Pudding cried out in a fit of rage and panic, "How dare you!"
"Do as I say!" Nan An's voice suddenly rose as well. "I told you, don't ask me if I dare. If you dare ask, I dare to do it!"
"I've explained all the reasons Corella wanted; now it's my turn!"
He stepped onto the table and looked around at everyone.
"I also like to reason, but my reasoning is a little different from what you like."
"As everyone knows, I am a frontier adventurer from the Gray Star era. And as Vice President Carly cursed, yes, I am crude, yes, I am savage. Due to limited conditions, I would eat raw meat and drink blood."
"Do you know what I was thinking when that stench of blood hit my nostrils?"
"I'm like a wild beast."
"I like it when you call me savage and crude; if it makes you fear me, even better!"
"With the black mist ahead, gods and demons invade, and the living erosions lurk, I woke up to find Nora already destroyed. Everything I knew, everything I wanted to remember, was gone—"
Nan'an turned to look outside the gate at the crowd who had been awakened by the noise.
"I fight against the black mist and eradicate the living erosion because I possess this power. I am willing to strive to uncover the truth and find the graves of my former friends—I want to see them, even if they have long since turned to bones, I still want to see them!"
"The world is about to be destroyed, everything is in such chaos, I don't understand what you bunch of wild dogs are doing!"
He turned around abruptly and roared, startling Clarence, who was shaving Brin's head, so much so that she accidentally scratched her cheek, leaving a bloody mark.
"Internal strife, internal strife, and more internal strife!"
"Are you using all your ability points to disgust your own people?"
Nan'an completely abandoned refined rhetoric and resorted to pure crudeness.
"Do you think I don't know that targeting Corella is a scheme you devise to seize her fiefdom, use the opportunity to attack me, implicate Elru, and incidentally avenge the punch Ariel received—a multi-pronged approach?"
"Do you still think that only the Bamboo Moon Witch is smart, and everyone else is just someone you can manipulate with your petty tricks?"
"Shut up! You're insulting the Bamboo Moon Witch Society!"
"There's no need to insult you. You're just a bunch of stray dogs banding together." Nan An suddenly looked at Corella. "Who tortured you?"
Clara shuddered. She had a vague feeling that Nan'an was going to do something, but under that intimidating aura, she still raised her hand and pointed at the two people.
They are not members of the Witches' Guild, but rather servants of the witches.
In aristocratic families, there are servants who take care of exceptionally talented witches from childhood to adulthood. They serve as nannies, maids, and security guards.
It's impossible for young ladies to have excellent knife skills, so that every strike they make will precisely hit a point that doesn't overlap.
The severity of the caning was also intended to prevent Corella from using simple healing techniques to heal her scars.
A true professional, Nan'an saw right through it at a glance.
Carly quickly stopped her: "You dare!"
Compared to Nan'an, her speed was a joke. The two servants fell to the ground, their two bloody heads held in Nan'an's hands.
"I told you, don't ask me if I dare."