"Sir, that female orc is locked up here." Regoul took Abel to a stone house, pointed to the steaming stone house and said to Abel.

There were two warriors from the Frost Wolf Tribe standing at the door of the stone house. They had been standing here for a while. At this time, sweat beads were constantly emerging from the forehead, and they looked very hot. However, the valley where the Frost Wolf Tribe is located is actually not far from the snow line on the top of the mountain. Moreover, it is already late autumn, and it can still make people sweat. It can be seen how high the temperature here is.

"It's so hot here. Could it be a hot spring inside? Are you using hot springs to keep the prisoners away, aren't you afraid of cooking?" Looking at the constantly steaming stone house and the water stains that were constantly condensed and dried on the stone house, Abel joked at Galada beside him.

"This is a hot spring. When the mountains are covered with heavy snow in winter, it is very comfortable to take a bath here." Galada wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile on his face. Obviously, the season is amazingly hot: "But in addition to being used for bathing in winter, if a young man in the tribe makes a mistake, he will be locked up here to reflect on his reflection. So, Lord Abel, you said you want to find a place to lock up the female orc, and I thought of this."

Walking to the door of the stone house, as the door of the stone house was pushed open, Eber obviously felt a wave of heat mixed with water coming towards him, which made him feel sweat on his forehead.

After releasing a constant temperature technique to maintain the temperature for himself and isolate the heat, Aber then breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help asking Galada: "If it's so hot inside, are you going to let the young people who have made mistakes stay inside, aren't you afraid of heatstroke?"

As Abel said, he fanned with his hand. Even if there was a spell to isolate the heat, he still felt a little hot, but he still walked into the steaming stone house.

Galada and Regul also walked in behind Abel. Galada's forehead soon saw sweat. He was not a legend. He had not yet reached the point where he could ignore the cold and heat. As for Regul, seeing his thick wolf hair made people feel hot.

Seeing this, Abel couldn't help laughing. After adding a constant temperature technique to the two of them, he had the time to look at the female orc who was tied to a wooden pillar and was soaked in water at this time.

The space of the stone house is not very large, about the size of a classroom when Abel was studying, but two-thirds of the area is a pool with calcified bottom. The surface of the pool water is steaming. Except for the wall at the door, there are only stone walls on both sides of the stone house. The side facing the door is directly used, and the two walls and roofs are embedded into the stone wall.

There is a crack about half a palm-width above the stone wall, covered with red and yellow colors. A hot hot spring is flowing out of the crack and flowing into the pool under the stone wall.

Although there has been hot water for replenishment, the water level in the pool seems to be stable. I guess there is a drainage outlet that controls the water level.

The female orc was tied to a wooden pillar in the pool. She was affected by the weakness technique. At this time, she was no longer as fierce as before. The hot water in the pool also had a great impact on her, and she looked very weak, but with the female orc who had already broken through the legendary extraordinary physique, the impact of this hot water on her was actually minimal.

"You seem to know who I am, so I will introduce myself without any trouble." Seeing the female orc's eyes becoming hatred because of her own coming in, Abel's lips curled up: "As a warrior, your performance deserves your glory. I don't really want to treat a real warrior in this way, but considering that I have some questions to ask you, I have to use this way to make you speak. I am not a person who likes to move, so please help me cooperate so that everyone can save trouble."

"..." The female orc roared angrily, as if she had said something, but she was still affected by the previous silent technique and did not make any sound.

Looking at the female orc roaring face of the hideous orc, Abel raised his eyebrows helplessly: "It seems that you are unwilling to cooperate anymore. This is really bad news."

"Mr. Galada, don't mind me getting dirty here?" Abel turned to Galada and asked, as if he was going to do something big.

"Dirty?" Galada was a little puzzled, but he did not object to this. He nodded and agreed to Abel's request: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, the water in the pool has to be changed every day, so it will be dirty if it gets dirty."

While Galada said, he looked at Abel with interest, as if he wanted to see how he made the female orc speak. As for Regul on the side, although he had the effect of constant temperature, he still felt very hot and didn't want to speak very much. He just stood behind Abel silently, while staring at the female orc in front of him vigilantly, guarding against the threat she might pose to Abel.

"You are a powerful warrior, I have already felt your will, so I will not use spiritual spells to affect your mind, which is an insult to you." Abel took out a whip from the storage ring that looked painful. The long whip woven by wire was covered with spikes, which looked like thorns: "This was the last time I caught a war lizard man who ran out of the underground world. I did it specifically to torture him. You know, a creature like a lizard has very thick scales. It is difficult for him to feel pain without making the whip like this. This thing really hurts, so I hope you can cooperate and tell me the news I want to know, okay?"

However, this time the female orc didn't even roar, and just looked at Abel with anger, not caring about the steel whip in his hand.

Seeing this, Eber said nothing, so he turned around and handed the steel whip to Regul: "Reguel, she has been promoted to legend, and her body has broken through extraordinary. I have no effect on slapping her, come on."

Regoul took the steel whip in surprise. He didn't expect Abel to let him execute, but he did not refuse. Whether it was the hatred accumulated by the Orcs and the Frost Wolf tribe over the past hundred years, or the fact that Lily was interrupted by the female Orcs, he gave Regoul enough reason to do this.

After shaking the steel whip and getting familiar with the feel, Regul whipped at the female orc in the pool without hesitation.

"Bang!" The steel whip slapped hard on the female orc. The metal spike pierced her skin, leaving a terrifying blood mark, but the female orc didn't even change her face.

Seeing this, Eber raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and released a spell to magnify her senses at the female orc, and signaled to Regoul to continue. This time the expression on the female orc's face changed significantly.

"Let me see how firm your will is." Abel looked at the female orc whose face changed drastically due to the pain, took out his magic book and wanted to record all of this.
Chapter completed!