The Established Siblings of the Pack

“What about the rest?” Kingsley asked, “Is that all?”

“Yes.” Hades nodded. “He hasn’t come clean about the rest yet.”

Kingsley took a look at Karl, who was beaten black and blue in the face and commented impassively, “Alright, I got it. I’ll take over from here.”

“Yes, sir!” Hades replied before easing his mind. With the kind of capabilities that Ares has, he’ll get even the most tight-lipped person to talk!

Kingsley pulled a chair over and sat across Jonas and Karl. It was something that Kingsley preferred; sitting down and being at eye level with his enemies whenever he was interrogating them would allow him to observe the other party’s eyes. A cigarette was taken out of his pocket as Kingsley said to Jonas, “Wanna have a try? It’s supplied specially for our country’s military, so most people have never even seen it.”

Jonas grinned as he shifted in his seat while replying in stilted Qustian language, “But you guys tied my hands and feet!”

Kingsley replied. Then, with a wave of his hand, he

You’re gonna untie us?” They were so astounded that they could not believe their

think you could do that, you should give it a try.” Kingsley crossed his legs. “I’m very generous to my prisoners, but if they attempt to escape… I usually shoot them dead on

“Just as expected of Ares, the God of War. I don’t have the nerve to run away in front

of both men. As promised, Kingsley tossed them a cigarette each while interrogating, “Tell

and Karl turned to look at each other

It doesn’t matter which one of you confesses,” he began before slowly blowing a smoke ring. Gradually, his

that?” Karl placed his cigarette between his lips with trembling hands before taking a

confesses first can be extradited back to his country…” A corner of Kingsley’s mouth was curled up to reveal a dry smile. “Whereas the other person

stopped exchanging glances in that instant. Instead, they withdrew their gazes and lowered their heads

have become martyrs and heroes. However, if they were to be killed at this very moment because of a late confession, they would definitely die in vain! The person who managed to survive and return to Sweoya probably would not even identify his comrade as an honorary hero; instead, he could even frame the other person as the nation’s biggest traitor! After all, the dead could not speak, so the person who lived could vilify and take advantage of the person

Karl had the same exact thought; instantaneously, the atmosphere in the