Chapter 191: Bloodline Curse

After drinking all the coffee in his hand, although his face was still somewhat pale, his spirit had clearly improved.

Silas turned to look at Tess, who was still unconscious, and said, "You can wake him up now; he should know something."

Elaina inquired, "You should be alright now, right?"

Silas smiled gently. "Don't worry, it's not a big deal."

"Oh!" Elaina nodded reassuringly upon seeing this smile, turned her head, grabbed Tess's collar, and delivered a resounding slap.

This slap was very skillful and well-executed. Just when Silas was worried it wouldn't be effective, Tess actually slowly opened his eyes and woke up.

Silas glanced at Elaina. "You're really skilled!"

"Of course, when I interrogated prisoners back then… cough, cough, it's always necessary to master an extra skill when traveling outside," Elaina said somewhat awkwardly.

Silas looked at her seriously. "For that topic change just now, I give it 0 points. The transition was too abrupt, making it very awkward to listen to."

These words instantly made Elaina's face flush. She was extremely shy and directly pounced, covering Silas's mouth, and said embarrassedly, "Stop talking! Stop talking! I'll tell you later…"

Silas felt the calloused palm, looked at Elaina whose face and ears were flushed red, and found this demoness exceptionally cute. He smiled and nodded, indicating he understood.

Elaina breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, sat up, straightened her robe, turned to look at Tess, whose eyes were still hazy, and asked, "Speak. If what you say satisfies me, I might spare your dog life."

Hearing this, Tess gradually regained his senses. When he saw Silas and Elaina sitting opposite him, he immediately reacted and understood his current situation.

He glanced at Silas with deep reverence and asked tentatively, "If I tell you everything I know, will this superior being really spare my life?"

He didn't know Silas's identity and could only use this rather broad term to express his reverence and obedience.

Silas replied in a flat tone, "No problem. I keep my word. In this matter, you are not yet qualified for me to deceive you."

Although the tone was flat, to Tess, it carried a very reassuring conviction.

So, he looked at Elaina and said, "Please ask, sirs. I will tell you everything I know."

"First, tell me your name, as well as your position and status," Elaina asked first.

Tess answered honestly, "My name is Tess Danny. I used to be the captain of the Duke of the Mountains' secret armed forces, usually helping him with some unsavory business."

"Such as abducting women he fancied, killing his political opponents?"

"Mmm…" Tess nodded.

"Continue."

"After the civil war broke out, due to issues with the trade act, people like us who seemingly had no connection with the Duke of the Mountains became bandits, specifically hijacking merchant convoys transporting supplies to the city and eliminating all witnesses."

After a brief account, Silas didn't intend to listen to his past killings and asked directly, "What's the deal with the werewolves?"

"I don't know the details about the werewolves. The first time we encountered these things, we were ordered by the Duke to abduct some commoners for those researchers to experiment on."

Elaina's eyes widened. "So, the disappearances of people throughout the country were not done by Prince Jean, but by you!?"

Tess nodded. "Yes, Prince Jean had already been captured by those people and was being used as an experimental subject again."

Elaina's face looked somewhat ferocious. She questioned in a low voice, "Where is the prince now?"

"I don't know either. I've been wandering around here for the past few months and have only had single-line contact with the Duke," Tess said hurriedly.

He knew from intelligence about this demoness's terrifying abilities and her ruthless nature.

Silas reached out and patted the somewhat agitated Elaina, then turned and asked, "Now, you only need to answer three questions. No need to say anything else."

"First, why did the Jizhou Research Institute choose Jean?"

Tess shook his head. "I'm not too clear either, but I accidentally heard the Duke mention that they seem to have been in contact with the Duke for a long time. They had already started acting when Prince Jean went abroad to study. By the time Prince Jean returned, he had completely become their puppet."

"Damn bastards!" Hearing this, Elaina was furious, slammed her fist on the seat, and her already high breasts heaved alarmingly at this moment.

Silas, as an outsider at this moment, was very calm and continued to ask, "Second question, where is their mystical workshop, and how many people are here now?"

Tess said cautiously, "They have many mystical workshops now. I only know of two: one is underground in the Duke's courtyard, and the other is in the City Lord's Mansion of Yumu City."

"As for the number of people, there were only three or four at the beginning. By the time I left, there were already more than twenty. However, many of them are no different from ordinary people, constantly muttering about when the stars are right, and some things like the ancient city of R'lyeh in dreams, which is annoying." Mentioning this, Tess's brows showed clear irritation and disgust.

Hearing this, Silas sighed in his heart. "When the stars are right, indeed, it has countless connections with that existence."

"Last question, I've had contact with their people before. They said they wanted to implant werewolves here. What does that mean?" When Silas asked this question, his tone was filled with pressure and seriousness.

Tess, while hearing these words, also felt immense mental pressure. He hurriedly sorted through all the relevant information in his mind, then organized his thoughts and said cautiously, "I know about this! I know about this! Give me some time…"

At this moment, he was afraid of saying something wrong, making the other party think he was lying and killing him directly.

Silas didn't rush him and waited calmly.

There was still an hour before reaching Guiying City; he had relatively ample time.

After five minutes of silence, Tess raised his head and recounted the entire matter from beginning to end.

"I heard them talking about this when I was helping them deal with experimental subjects. They even wanted me to join them at that time, saying I was very talented."

"Cut the crap!" Elaina interrupted irritably.

Tess's heart jumped, and he said honestly, "They said this is a curse, a curse from the bloodline and the source. Through the royal bloodline here, they want to implant the concept of the curse into the royal family's inherited bloodline, connecting the werewolf curse with the bloodline, then connecting the bloodline with the land through the bloodline, and finally planting the concept of werewolves into this land, adding the concept of the werewolf homeland to the concept of the Death God's homeland."