The Extra Villain's Second Chance: A Hero's System-Chapter 44 - 43 - Tortured

"Fufufu, are you in awe of my little toys? I hope you can hold out long enough for me to take you to play with my little toys."

The executioner in front of Lev looked very happy as Lev’s eyes watched his various torture devices. "Uh, why don’t your eyes show fear?" He held Lev’s chin and brought his eyes closer to look into Lev’s eyes.

If Lev wasn’t someone who had memories of his previous life and life on earth, he would have shivered in fear. However, with his old mental age, he was not too afraid of pain.

"Let’s start with the most clichéd and easiest toy."

The executioner held the whip in his hand.

Without asking any questions, he immediately twirled the whip in the air before finally aiming it at Lev’s body.

Thwack!

One lash successfully landed on his leg.

The pants he was wearing were instantly torn and red blood dripped out.

The executioner’s whip was indeed the same as the whips he was used to seeing, a common whip, made of dried beast skin, but there was a sharp iron at the end of the whip that made his body immediately hurt badly when hit.

[You get the quest.]

[Quest: The Unbroken Will

Description: Survive the torture as long as possible. Maintain your mental stability during the torture period. The longer the torture you can endure, the better the reward you receive.

Rewards:

Pain Resistance 200 Heroic Points]

***

When he read the quest description, he understood the limitations of the hero’s system.

There was no description that indicated how long he would continue to be tortured. In other words, the hero’s system was not a cheat that could predict his future.

It would be great if he only received torture for a few hours. However, what if the torture he would receive lasts for days, weeks, or even months?

Was Lev sure he could maintain his sanity?

He was already mentally old and mature, or at least that’s what he believed. Experiences that required him to accept extreme pain had also been experienced thousands of times, but, just like ordinary people, he had a limit to his acceptance of pain.

’If I continue to receive torment, will I end up going crazy?’

Why didn’t Lev think that he would die before he was mentally damaged? The reason was because the executioner showed him a healing potion in front of him.

"Hehe, don’t worry that you’ll die. I’ve received many healing potions here."

The executioner waved the healing potion in his left hand and whipped Lev with his right hand. In addition to the healing potion in his hand, there were also healing potions lined up neatly on the table not far from him.

[Healing Potion - Bloodmos

Category: Limited Production Item

Tier: Common

Description: A potion to heal wounds on the surface of the body. Made from Bloodweaver’s Herb and has been given magic by members of the Holy Church. The sooner it is administered, the better the healing effect will be]. free𝑤ebnovel.com

There was no detail on how much healing effect the healing potion could provide. It was just that, it seemed like a small wound that was immediately given a healing potion would immediately heal without a scar—that was just Lev’s hypothesis.

In this world, magic items or magic weapons were divided into several categories.

For magic items that can be produced by someone, there are two categories: mass-production items and limited-production items.

Generally, items that include mass production items do not have a tier. Such items are usually only used for daily needs such as Dr. Magidev which is commonly used for long-distance communication.

For the limited production item category, a tier system was introduced to distinguish how massive the uses and benefits of the magic item were.

The tier division on a magic item consists of three levels. Starting from the lowest to the highest tier: common, rare, and epic. Those three tiers are the tiers that are commonly known by people.

According to what Lev read in the Hero’s Destiny novel, there was also a tier higher than the epic tier. However, it was almost impossible to find.

Just to get the epic tier items, one had to kill demons or high-rank monsters, take the necessary body parts, and bring them to the dwarves for forging. Meanwhile, the existence of the dwarves remained a mystery.

Hansen had obtained an item with a rank higher than epic rank when the story was nearing its end—it happened shortly before Hansen fought Harlequeen in the final battle.

Lev remembered the brief description of the legendary tier magic item. Magic items with legendary tiers could only be obtained in the wild by chance... that was it.

"If you’ve taken enough breath, let’s continue."

Some time passed and Lev still continued to receive whippings. Where at first the executioner only targeted the legs, now the hard whips slowly hit his chest, shoulders, hands, and all over his body.

Every time the whip hit, he felt an unbearable pain. He kept his mouth closed for fear of accidentally biting his tongue.

***

’How much time has passed?

Lev opened his eyes and received another splash of cold water.

He fainted several times and had to receive splashes of water to wake up.

He didn’t know how long it had been because he had fainted too many times.

At first, he counted every second of time that passed in his mind, hoping that it would help him mentally survive, but it turned out that doing so only made him more mentally exhausted.

In the end, he only focused his mind on surviving the torture.

If identifying time using his body’s hunger response, he guessed that he had been in this torture chamber for several days.

Every time his stomach sounded, he would be given food. He didn’t know if they gave him food at the appointed time or only when Lev felt hungry. However, when he did feel unbearably hungry, they fed him a bowl of almost stale porridge.

Since Lev couldn’t use his hands, he accepted the executioner’s feedings lovingly—as if the executioner cared about him, but only so that his toy wouldn’t die.

After feeding him, the executioner would continue to torture him. The executioner only stops whipping him when he faints. Maybe the executioner also sleeps or rests when he collapses.

As for the healing potion, he had initially thought that he would receive it right after he was flogged. However, as one would expect, he only received the healing potion after a certain period of time.

As a result, the whipping wounds all over his body left scars despite the healing potion.

His clothes that were originally attached to his body were now completely peeled off. You could say that his body was now completely naked. Leaving only a handful of pants that could no longer be called pants—similar to underwear.

As long as he was conscious, the smell of new blood coming out of his body was always present. The fishy smell of his flesh peeling off was also very pungent.

It was already difficult for his eyes to focus on anything. In that miserable state, Lev saw the arrival of someone other than the executioner who always accompanied him.

There were two people who opened the iron door with the motif of large needles and went inside. It turned out that they were Harlequeen and Wyatt. Wyatt followed Harlequeen as if he were a loyal subordinate.

"Oh, my princess. It’s been a while since you came here. Did you come here to do your secret hobby?" The executioner who originally wanted to continue having fun torturing Lev instantly looked happier. Of course not to the point of prancing around like a child. Just showing a happy tone.

Harlequeen initially also looked happy like she was meeting a friend with the same hobby. "Hahaha. I was too busy because I just got a new toy out there. Did you get any good toys too?"

The outfit worn by Harlequeen was a lacy dress that did not match the conditions of the torture room.

However, as if Harlequeen was used to coming to this torture room, she quickly put on the apron hanging on the wall, picked up the whip on the table where the torture tools were, and smiled brightly as if she wanted to choose what toy she wanted to play with.

The executioner immediately spread his arms towards Lev, as if he wanted to show his friend a good toy. He also explained a few details about Lev’s case.

"He is a nobleman’s son who allegedly killed his own father." The executioner then told him that Wyatt was the one who gave him the new toy so he thanked Wyatt.

Hearing the executioner’s explanation, Harlequeen strangely frowned. "Suspected? So, you haven’t decided if he really killed his own father?"

For an instant, the look of madness on Harlequeen’s face seemed to disappear, leaving a calm expression, but it was only for a moment as the corners of her lips widened again.

With Harlequeen’s arrival, Lev became a little worried.

Lev looked at the state of his upper right arm. "Huft." He could breathe a little easier because the split moon stigma mark on his arm had been whipped away so that it was no longer recognizable. There was only a scar on his arm.

However, with Harlequeen’s arrival, there was a possibility that he would be given the split moon stigma once again so that he would be considered a member of the Nightfall Organization.

If it was discovered that he was a member of the Nightfall Organization, he would automatically be labeled as a guilty person. The decision to conduct an investigation would definitely be negated.

"Are you able to give this guy..." Wyatt seemed to have the exact same thoughts as Lev. He seemed to be persuading Harlequeen to give him the split moon stigma.

"...."

Too bad there was no response from Harlequeen at all.

A sudden silence came over Harlequeen’s mind. She just stood stiffly.

Seeing Harlequeen’s response, Lev thought that maybe Wyatt was not really in the same camp as Harlequeen.

Harlequeen’s eyes focused on Lev.

Lev felt himself being explored by Harlequeen’s gaze.

She looked at his face and body alternately.

Lev didn’t know what was happening. He felt the same confusion as the shocked expression on Wyatt’s face when he saw Harlequeen’s face.

Drip!

Tears suddenly dripped from Harlequeen’s eyeballs.

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