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The chains binding the Demon King were no ordinary chains.
Designed to restrain powerful criminals or creatures similar to beasts, these chains blocked all magical attempts by the one bound. Casting spells, using Mana Reinforcement or artifacts—none of these were possible.
Thus, the Demon King was unable to use any form of power except for his inherent physical strength or unblockable supernatural abilities. Moreover, the numerous knights and mages stationed within the prison wouldn’t simply stand by and watch if the Demon King attempted to escape.
To account for any kind of emergency or supernatural trickery, Vertus was doing what needed to be done to prepare and gather testimony.
Crack! Crackle!
“Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ughhhh!”
Vertus, along with Sabioleen Tana, quietly observed Reinhart writhing in pain. It had already been about three hours.
Reinhart’s eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body writhed about, but he endured the magic and did not faint.
Clang! Clang!
—Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!
Behind him, a woman with disheveled white hair was also writhing about.
Though she was not subject to any magic, she wept as if Reinhart’s pain was her own. Reinhart writhed in agony, and the white-haired woman, who felt her lord’s pain as her own, cried and howled like a beast.
How much time had passed?
As the pain slowly subsided, Vertus quietly watched Reinhart, who had gone limp.
The archmage of the Imperial Mage Corps, who had been casting numerous spells, shook his head.
It hadn’t been pointless torture.
“Mental magic has no effect whatsoever.”
“… Is that so?”
“It feels like there’s some immense barrier… as if he’s protected by a god… Ah, I misspoke. I apologize, Your Highness.”
“Well, it’s true that this guy was chosen by the gods, so it’s not entirely wrong.”
Since the Demon King possessed the power of Incantation, they couldn’t...
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