Reborn: Imperial Officer Promotion Guide

Half an hour later, Lasolo woke up slowly.

"whispering sound……"

Instantly, the lingering scent of pain permeated my entire body. It seemed that the memory of being beaten just now was not a nightmare.

Although Lasolo wanted to move his body quickly, his hands and feet were tied to the wall.

"Are you finally awake?"

Looking in the direction of the sound, Hull was standing not far away.

Lasolo tried to move his body but found himself tied up and unable to move at all.

"You...what are you going to do to me!? You are illegally detaining me!"

"I'm so sorry. I thought you must be a martial arts expert, so I wanted to learn a few moves from you. I didn't expect you to be so weak. I almost beat you to death."

“Eh…!?”

Hull shook his head, like a boxer who was still unsatisfied, and his expression seemed to be asking - why did you fall down before I even used my full strength.

"Are you...are you crazy? What do you think you are doing? You dare to detain me! Don't think this matter will be let go. I will report to the higher-ups when I get out. Just wait for your imprisonment!"

"Oh my, this is really difficult. It seems that I can only interrogate you personally."

"ah……?!"

Hull grabbed Lasolo's index finger and broke it with a click.

"Wow!!!"

Hearing Lasoro's cry, Hull showed a satisfied expression.

"I'm good at interrogation. I'm a political officer after all."

Hull stretched out his hand again and broke the thumb of Lasoro's right hand.

“…Ah! Ah… Um… Damn it…! How can this be called an interrogation?”

Lasolo endured the severe pain in his hand and took a deep breath, while gritting his teeth in defiance.

"Really? Am I not interrogating you?"

"It seems that you have lost your mind? You don't even know what 'interrogation' means."

Lasoro showed a mocking look, and Hull supported his chin with his fingers, looking thoughtful.

"That's really strange... To me, interrogation means 'using imprisonment, oppression, and torture to make the other person's mind collapse and willingly obey all my requests'. Isn't that right?"

"..."

Interrogation refers to obtaining information from the other party through verbal questioning.

This is very clearly written in the dictionary.

That's totally not the meaning!

Lasolo's mouth was half open, and his expression looked very confused.

"Well, everyone has a different definition, and there's nothing I can do about it. Please don't correct me. Just let me interrogate you as I please."

Three crisp sounds of fractures were heard one after another. With a refreshing smile on his face, Hull broke three of Lasoro's fingers in one breath.

Now, all the fingers of his right hand have turned over, and the whole hand looks extremely twisted.

“Ahaha…Ahaha…Ahaha…”

Lasoro tried his best to endure the severe pain in his hand. He was about to faint, but he managed to hold on by gritting his teeth.

We must hurry...hurry up and spread the news here...only in this way can we be saved.

Thinking of this, Lasolo turned his eyes and saw that the office door was locked.

Secretary Edmund and three other junior political officials were standing behind Helheim with frightened expressions on their faces.

"Hey...! What are you doing... Save me! Go out and call for help!"

"..."

No one responded to him.

"It's useless. I just held a meeting with everyone to discuss it. Some people said that it would be better to kill you. However, since there is no alibi and it is very troublesome to deal with it afterwards, I don't think it is appropriate. Well, direct execution can only be used as a last resort. The first problem is to make you obedient."

"..."

"Try to interrogate him first. If you still can't meet the requirements, then take the risk and execute him directly."

"Hey...are you guys going to be this guy's accomplices?!"

The moment when Lazoro roared at his subordinates.

Hull stretched out his index and middle fingers and inserted them directly into his eye sockets.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

"Can you please stop threatening others? That look in your eyes is scary!"

"Wow...my eyes...eyes aaaaaaahhhh!"

"No need to scream so heartbreakingly, I just poked your eyeball out, don't worry, I will be responsible for healing you, you see--"

Hel gathered the magic power in his palm and then covered Lasolo's eyes.

After a few seconds, Lasolo opened his eyes again.

Even if the injury can be healed, the incredible pain will be engraved in the brain.

“Haaa…haaa…haaa…haaa…”

Completely unable to endure this level of pain, Lasolo revealed a look of despair.

But Hull smiled exceptionally brightly.

"Look, it's cured, isn't it? So don't worry, it doesn't matter how many times you repeat it."

"——I will cure you of everything."

Hull's smile was unusually warm, but his eyes revealed a twisted sadistic desire.

So much so that even the secretary Edmund and others were frightened.

If they disobey Helheim's orders, they will be the next victims.

——Everyone is thinking so.

And now, as Lasoro said, everyone is forced to become Helheim's accomplices.

If this matter gets out, none of them will be able to escape.

Goering and Noor Ghana originally wanted to use Lasoro to deal with Helheim.

They had also issued orders long ago that no matter what screams came from Lasoro, they should ignore them.

The purpose is to create an environment for Lasoro to punish his subordinates at will.

At this moment, who would have thought that Lasoro, the perpetrator, would become the victim?

In unprecedented pain.

This must be a dream, Lasolo thought.

That's right, I must have been working too hard recently, so tired that I had nightmares.

“This is not a dream.”

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

As if he could see through Lasolo's thoughts, Hull put Lasolo's thoughts into words while stabbing Lasolo's lower abdomen with a knife.

"Look, after the knife is stabbed into the body, if you don't pull it out, the amount of bleeding will be much less. In this way, even if you have dozens of knives stabbed into your body, you won't die immediately. I'm curious about how long you can endure and how much blood you can bleed?"

"Gah... why are you doing this! I haven't done anything against the law. Why are you so cruel! Maybe I did do a lot of extreme things! But, that was my way of spurring my subordinates..."

Lasorro just finished speaking.

Hull took out a document and started reading it as if nothing had happened.

"Lasolo Hengil, you have abused your power many times. A total of 18 of your subordinates have been severely bullied by you. Among them, three committed suicide, five became mentally ill, and eight completely lost confidence in their work. In a sense, I admire your methods."

"Ah... This...! Where did you find this information...!?"

"You're asking even though you already know the answer. For us as political officers, the most indispensable skill is intelligence screening... I don't just have your information, I've also collected information about all the guys who might become my enemies."

"..."

slight.

The black-haired young man smiled refreshingly.

"That's not my fault! They're just too weak... I was trying to train them!"

"I don't want to hear your explanations, and you don't need to make excuses in front of me. No matter how you explain, it won't change what I'm going to do next."

As Hull said this, he stuffed the collected information into Lasolo's mouth one by one.

“…Ugh…Ugh!”

"As a political officer, there is always a need for fact-finding documents. I will sort out the intelligence data on the subordinates you have persecuted in the past and present it to you in person... Please enjoy it, Mr. Intermediate Political Officer!"

"Ugh!"

Hull's hands were as rough as slaughtering a pig, but his smile was very healing.

Lasolo whimpered and struggled in pain because he couldn't breathe.

Hull looked at Lasolo twitching on the ground with shining eyes, as if he was testing how long a person could hold his breath.

"..."

Until Lasolo began to have trouble breathing and his eyes rolled back.

Before his heart and lungs stopped, Hull pulled out the information that had been stuffed into Lasolo's mouth.

Then, he turned around and looked at his former subordinates who were already trembling with fear.

"This is a rare opportunity, so let's just treat it as a little knowledge sharing among colleagues. One of the tips for interrogation is that if a person can't breathe, they will suffocate to death, so before you can control the degree of suffocation, you must ensure that the person being interrogated can breathe smoothly."

Lasolo was foaming at the mouth, and when Hull reached out to check, he was already barely breathing. This was a result of accurately grasping the right degree.

Hull clenched his fist and smashed it directly on Lasolo's chest. This heavy punch, like cardiopulmonary resuscitation, directly activated Lasolo's breathing again.

He took a deep breath and his eyes became clear again.

The whole person was in a daze, and it took him a long time to catch his breath.

"When beating the person under investigation with your own hands, I recommend hitting the cheek or abdomen, especially the heart, which is particularly effective and highly recommended, without getting your fists hurt but still causing enough pain to the other party."

After explaining to his subordinates behind him, Hull punched again, this time hitting Lasoro right in the heart.

Lasolo, who had just recovered for a short while, took the punch head-on and immediately vomited a large mouthful of acid. He was almost fainting from the pain.

The breathing that had just resumed stopped briefly for a few seconds.

"Why...why...do this..."

"This is the spur of love that parents give to their children...isn't it?"

"..."

Hull smiled and punched Lasolo in the face.

"I was also heartbroken when I hit you. When I hit you, I was in more pain than you... I hope you can understand that this is the spur of love a parent gives to his or her child!"

He repeated the same phrase with each punch.

"It's okay. You may not be used to this kind of training. Just bear it! Bear it with all your might! You will definitely grow up after you get through it!"

"I'm doing this for your own good—!"

These are the arguments that Lasoro said before.

Punches hit Lasolo in the face, and the words were returned to Lasolo intact.

"There are some hopeless scum in this world. Their existence itself is a hazard, and they are scum with no hope of rebirth. However, I am very grateful that such scum exists in this world. I also have a heart and a liver. Because I would be condemned by my conscience, I cannot take action against ordinary innocent people. But if I rob from such scum, I will feel very comfortable, and even my body and mind will be happy. Can you understand that feeling?"

"Haah...haah..."

Hull took out his red-stained handkerchief and wiped his fist clean again.

Lasorro just gasped.

He never thought that he would end up like this today.

He never could have imagined that one day even breathing would become a luxury.

"Just like pests and harmful plants in nature, the blood, flesh, bones and lives of scum must be thoroughly exploited and squeezed dry. This is the necessity of their existence. I am really grateful that there are scum in this world. As you can see, I firmly believe that the world must have scum in order to function properly. I am an absolute scum necessity theorist."

Hull was smiling, and this smile and this tone made Lassoro shudder.

"..."

Crazy, this person is absolutely crazy.

A mentally ill person. An absolute mentally ill person.

Lasolo's whole body began to tremble unconsciously.

"I'm... I'm so sorry. It's my fault... I will reflect on it. Anyway... please forgive me..."

It is said that the soft are afraid of the hard, and the hard are afraid of those who are not afraid of death. The most terrifying thing is that you fall into the hands of an absolute mentally ill person.

God knows what else Helheim can do as a sadist who does not care about the consequences.

No matter how tough La Solo is, he can never withstand the torture of such a person.

"..."

Seeing La Solo surrender.

Hull sighed.

"Will you...will you...forgive me?"

"Second interrogation trick: scumbags will tell lies that seem honest but are actually full of deception depending on the situation. During an interrogation, you must never believe anything the person being interrogated says."

"Eh?!"

After saying this, Hull took out a second knife and stabbed it into Lasoro's knee.

"Wow ah ah ah ah!"

"The third interrogation trick is to make the interrogated person surrender, and then continue to use fear and violence that is enough to change his personality. Do not accept any rebuttals, and do not need any communication. Simply abuse the interrogated person until his spirit is completely destroyed."

"Wow! Please forgive me...Ah! I'll tell you everything...!"

"Officer Lasolo. This is the interrogation style I developed myself. It is still in the improvement stage. I would like to experiment with it more. I hope you will cooperate with me."

“…No, no, no, no! I’m sorry, I’m sorry…I’m sorry, I’m sorry…I’ll do whatever you say…Please don’t…”

Hull took out a knife again, and this time his hand was very light, as if he was holding a scalpel, and he carefully stabbed it into Lasolo's arm.

Cutting Lasoro's arm one by one.

Hull slowed down as much as possible so that Lasolo could feel more pain.

"I remember a celebrity once said that people without clothes have few secrets, but people who are skinned have no secrets. You'd better not move, otherwise it may take me a long time to open your heart. Don't be too hard on me, I am just a layman in surgery."

"Oh, right." Hull turned his head and looked behind him. "Secretary Edmund, what time do you plan to start Mr. Rasoro's welcome party tonight? Tell me the location and time of the meeting now."

"When the time is right, I will attend with Mr. Lasolo..."

Like a playful boy who has found his favorite toy, Hull smiled brightly.