Chương 247: Reborn as the Dragon — Chapter 247 - Premium Service — The Conversation

"Very good! Let me admire your service technique!" Su Nian nodded in satisfaction. His monsters were becoming more and more sophisticated, and they were very polite, too. That way, people on the outside would trust their Dark Dungeon even more. They would gradually come to believe this was a peaceful, friendly place. It didn't take long. Bolikri, having gone and returned, brought back a huge box. The box was carved with graceful women and lush, beautiful flowers. It looked like a noblewoman's vanity case.

Only, it was a super-sized version. Bolikri opened the cell door and carried the box inside. Then, under Su Nian's and Kayal's puzzled gazes, he clicked open the lock on the box. With a creak, the lid sprang open, revealing the contents inside. Good lord. Every single item in there was a torture device. A lot of them weren't even assembled yet. They were still just parts.

Bolikri casually picked up one of the pieces, as if he already had a full plan in his head, and began assembling it right there in front of Kayal and Su Nian.

"Great master, this is the first step of our Dark Dungeon's supreme service. It's called equipment inspection." Bolikri lifted his face and revealed a formulaic smile. It was a little ugly.

"The purpose of this step is to show our guests the strength of our Dark Dungeon, so they can rest assured while enjoying themselves here, because we really can provide the best service." Bolikri spoke with complete confidence, and Su Nian kept nodding along. He couldn't help giving Bolikri a thumbs-up in his heart. Now that was professionalism. The first torture device was assembled. It looked like a chair, except the chair was covered in spikes and fitted with a series of special restraint mechanisms.

Once it was done, Bolikri shoved the chair in front of Kayal with a vicious air, then smiled and invited him to inspect the service equipment.

"If you think you can make me submit with these crude torture devices, then forget it." Kayal sneered contemptuously.

"The suffering I've endured is far beyond anything you can imagine. I have a very high tolerance for pain. Even if you drove nails into my fingernails, that wouldn't mean anything to me." Bolikri didn't answer. He started assembling the second torture device. It was a small wooden horse, with a mana core in the middle. Bolikri directly inserted a crystal core into it, and the little horse immediately came to life. A vertical rod stood on the horse's back. It was inlaid with hook-shaped spikes.

As the horse moved, the rod would also move along with the mechanism. At the sight of this device, Kayal's brow jumped. He pressed his lips together and stopped boasting. Then Bolikri took a pair of iron shoes and an iron skirt from the big box and placed them in front of Kayal. Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on Royal Road. Finally. He took out the last items from the box. A tin of pepper powder, a monster-skin sack, and a bronze gong.

"As one of our most honored guests, you may choose one of the services below. After that, we'll give you a buy-one-get-one-free promotion, though the free service will be chosen at random." Bolikri clenched one fist and gave Kayal a slight bow. He looked like a waiter with a lizard's armored head.

"I... can I not choose?" Kayal was already starting to regret what he'd said. He couldn't tell what some of these torture devices were for, but since they were all laid out together, they had to be on the same level.

"If you don't choose, we'll draw one for you directly. Are you really going to give up your right to choose?" Bolikri looked coldly at Kayal. The smile on his dog face split all the way to his ears and became even more ferocious and terrifying.

"I... I..." Kayal stammered on the word for a long time. He knew he wasn't getting out of this torture session today, so he simply pointed at the sack and the gong.

"I choose this. Just this!"

"Okay, no problem~" Bolikri chuckled. He went outside the cell and muttered a few words to one of his kobolds. The kobold gave Kayal a pitying look, then took the order and left. Before long, it returned holding a Crimson Flame Cat and an Itchy Mouse.

"These two are the materials used together with the torture device. Are you ready?" Bolikri asked, but he had no intention of actually waiting for an answer. He stripped Kayal naked, ignored his struggles, and shoved him straight into the sack. The Crimson Flame Cat and the Itchy Mouse were stuffed in as well. Bolikri tied the sack shut. For a moment, the atmosphere went quiet. As if nothing had happened. Kayal moved his body in confusion. He could feel the Crimson Flame Cat and the Itchy Mouse right beside him.

But those two monsters seemed to have been thrown into a new environment, so they didn't act rashly. Was this the so-called torture? It seemed a little too simple. There wasn't the slightest hint of pain. Even the well-informed Su Nian had no idea what Bolikri was doing. Or where he'd learned this stuff. Still, seeing how calm and composed Bolikri looked, Su Nian didn't say anything. He just waited quietly. Time ticked by minute by minute.

Inside the sack, the Crimson Flame Cat and the Itchy Mouse got used to their surroundings and started moving around. At one moment, they met each other's eyes. A war began. The Crimson Flame Cat went mad, chasing and attacking the Itchy Mouse in the cramped sack. Its claws whipped through the air like scythes. As for the Itchy Mouse, it was a monster on the same level as the Crimson Flame Cat. Its method of self-defense was to secrete a kind of spore-like floating substance.

Anything it touched would be driven into unbearable itching. Cat claws left dense wounds across Kayal's body. The burning pain made him clench his teeth, but it still wasn't enough to break him. Then the unbearable itching hit. Pain and itch combined. He wanted to scratch himself bloody, but all four limbs were restrained. He couldn't move at all. The spore-like floating substance from the Itchy Mouse was equally effective on the Crimson Flame Cat.

Aggravated, the cat grew even more frantic, letting out piercing low growls from inside the sack from time to time. Just from watching the sack heave violently, anyone could imagine how brutal the struggle inside must have been. Kayal's wounds kept multiplying. The more wounds he got, the worse the itching became. He suddenly realized his pain perception seemed to have been magnified. Originally, this sort of superficial injury wouldn't even have made him frown.

But now it made him want to grind his teeth to dust, and that was before the maddening itch kept teasing his nerves.

"Stop! Hah... hh... make them stop, I'll do anything. I'm willing to... to heal for you, please..."

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have looked down on your authority. Please spare me..." In less than ten minutes, Kayal had already collapsed mentally. His eyes were bloodshot, his face flushed red, veins bulging on his forehead. Tears and snot streamed down his face as he begged for mercy. But Su Nian and Bolikri ignored him completely. When they noticed the movement inside the sack had died down, Bolikri grabbed the gong and smashed it hard. With a thunderous CLANG.

The Crimson Flame Cat and the Itchy Mouse inside the sack were so startled they went mad all over again and started fighting furiously. Naturally, that brought even more suffering to Kayal. An hour later, Kayal foamed at the mouth and passed out. Bolikri untied the sack. Inside, it was a bloody mess. Cat fur and mouse fur were stuck to Kayal's body. The dense cluster of wounds on him looked no different from a thousand cuts.

As for the Crimson Flame Cat and the Itchy Mouse, they had suffocated to death from lack of oxygen. Before they died, they had gone berserk for a while. That was also when Kayal screamed the loudest. A basin of cold water was poured from head to toe. Kayal was propped up again, and slowly regained consciousness. The moment he woke up, he immediately broke down in tears, crying so hard he started coughing and dry heaving.

"Tsk... you can't even endure the first round of service, and you're still questioning the quality of our Dark Dungeon's service?" Bolikri spat in disdain. He was just about to continue the punishment, but Su Nian stopped him.

"That's enough for today. Now I think you understand the consequences of disobeying me. If you don't want to suffer any more, then use your healing spell properly." It wasn't that Su Nian had gone soft. As a black-hearted capitalist, softness was impossible. He was mainly worried that if Kayal were broken completely, it would affect the effectiveness of his healing later. ➤ Next: Each With Their Own Hidden Agenda