Vituperating Her Mother

Whip! Whip! 

"Haa..."

"It seems like you won't give up, huh? That is quite a lot of loyalty you got there." 

With her wrists tied up with mithrill chains that were hanging from the ceiling of the interrogation room, Melville let gravity pull her torn body, but the chains prevented her knees from reaching the floor. 

It had been an hour or so since Rubina and I started squeezing out updated information from Melville. But she was quite tough and would not be swayed by my offers, so we resorted to doing it with force by having her mother flog her. 

But lashing a legendary weapon at her extremely fragile body could be lethal to her. For her to at least sustain the pain and damage, I changed the limitations of the collar and tuned her level to fifty, a strength that would not even put a dent in us.