Author's note; BE WARNED, there's excessive gore in this chapter(well, more to come).

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Morning of the next day, after urging little Saly to go to school to gain some basic education, Arthur and Lucy left the new villa along with Rey.

The kid wasn't rebellious when Lucy was present, he met her not long ago and was intimidated by her presence. She seemed like the indifferent and cold type and from what he heard from Robin and the others, she is a fierce a woman, one that shouldn't be provoked if necessary, which is why he kept a polite and silent attitude.

They brought the kid to the chamber Arthur prepared. It was in the middle of nowhere, all the torture equipment was prepared and the everything was ready, the only thing that was lacking inside this room is a proper expert to use such notorious materiels.

"This is the place where you'll operate from now on. I brought here because you're an expert in this field, if you do it half-heartedly or quit mid-way then don't expect a reward but a punishment. Remember, this isn't a game."

"Such a thing will never happen, I will carry my job as promised."

Rey uttered those words then went over to the corner of the room to check the work materials with a bit of excitement. There were many things he never saw on Astria, he inspected them one by one then thought about the type of pain and damage they can do.

"Is it the torturer's turn?"

Lucy asked the silent Arthur, who spread his sense and spent some time finding his next target. He nodded his heard and answered

"Yes, but today is a very busy day for us, it won't be just the torturer, there will be two others as well."

"En! Want me to go fetch the others while you take care of the torturer."

Arthur agreed and told her the details of the two other individuals, their appearance, location, and names. In terms of importance, they were above the torturer, however, the reason he focused on the latter is due to what that mad man had done to him. What he suffered, he'll pay it back a thousand times over;

....

Arthur arrived in an abandoned factory situated in New York. The place was eery and cold, it reeked of the smell of piss and blood, which made it nauseating. As he smelt this stench, Arthur smiled and thought to himself

'He still likes working in such disgusting places, isn't that wonderful?'

He walked up to what seemed to be a locked door leading underground and broke it then calmly proceeded downwards. After walking for a few minutes, he started hearing loud screams that were unpleasant to the ears, to say the least.

There was a mix of painful wailing and evil laughter in those loud cries, which would bring goosebumps to whoever hears them.

Arthur only stopped walking when he faced a thick metal door that was blocking his way. The cries he was hearing became clearer and the smell became worse.

Unhesitantly, Arthur tapped the door with his finger while applying more strength than necessary. The metal door bent in a weird way and broke thus alerting the two people inside the room.

The first one to react was a tall African man who was wearing a weird grey robe and holding a large pair of silver scissors that were dyed with blood.

Sitting right in front of the African man was a middle-aged man who was groaning and in a half-conscious state, he had a dead look in his eyes and was missing a whole arm.

Since Arthur transformed into his appearance into the old one, the African man seemed to have recognized him almost immediately. It took him some time before he snapped out of it, however, he didn't mutter anything and stood there, flabbergasted as he stared at the man standing at the entrance of this room.

His body flenched once he glanced at the broken metal door which no longer resembled a door but a cluster of metal.

"Long time no see."

Arthur casually said those words as a large dark hand that was even bigger than the African man, appeared out of nowhere and grasped its victim, immobilizing him and crushing several of his bones in one-go.

The African man, who was looked a bit older than the past, yelled loudly as he tried struggling but to no avail, the dark hand that was binding him wasn't something he could resist.

Arthur didn't waste time as he teleported from that place after giving a single glance to the poor victim, who seemed to be on the brink of death. From the state of the victim, it was obvious that he was tortured for a long time and his condition was severe. The reason he was still alive was because the torturer used Healing Potion to prolonge his victim's life.

Now that the System appeared on Earth, torturing became way better as it became easier to cause fatal damage yet still heal them thanks to the potion.

After Arthur and the torturer left, the poor middle-aged man, who was groaning from agony, stopped breathing and his eyes became lifeless, this time, he died for sure.

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In the room Arthur prepared, there laid the African man who was holding his broken arm and trembling on the ground. He stared at Arthur then at the boy standing closer to him, unlike the fearful look he had when looking at Arthur, he didn't seem to be afraid of Rey.

Using basic telepathy, Arthur described to him what needs to be done. Of course, if Rey had more creative ways of torture then he's more than welcome to try them. He also passed the boy a small storage ring that was filled with High-Tier Health Potions. They were superior to the ones the African man used but he warned Rey to only use them when the victim is really going to die.

After finishing the preparation was ready, Arthur retrieved a comfortable chair from sat on it as he faced the African man who was already sitting on the metal chair with tight binds holding down all his limbs.

"D-don't expect me to apologize. It was my job and I did what I was ordered to do, and I enjoyed it too."

Although he was feeling extreme pain and couldn't comprehend how Arthur was alive or what was exactly going on now, the African man remained unfazed and glared at the man before him while speaking.

As he listened to his captive, Arthur laughed and said

"Yes yes, and I'm going to fully enjoy torturing you too. So much that I'll not be able to sleep tonight hahahahaha"

He signaled for Rey to proceed as he leaned back on the chair and watched with a grin on his face.

The boy wore two clean gloves and a sky-blue blouse then picked a medium-sized hammer before he walked up to his victim with an expressionless face.

"What's your name?"

With a soft voice, Rey asked the African man who was looking at him with a mocking expression

"Seriously? You brought a kid to torture m-"

'SMASH'

Without any hesitation, Rey smashed the hammer on the pinky of the victim's left hand, who was positioned perfectly on a steel plate.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH you little b-"

"That's not what I asked."

Rey replied calmly and smashed the other pinky of the African man. The two pinkies disappeared, not only the bones were shattered, the whole pinky became meat paste, it was truly a gory sight.

The boy wasn't the least bit fazed by this sight, he looked coldly at his victim and repeated

"What is your name?"

Unfortunately, no response was heard, the African man was yelling loudly. He wasn't used to pain, a sadist only wanted to inflict pain and see others suffer, that was only the source of pleasure for such twisted people.

Rey waited ten more seconds before he raised the hammer, ready to smash it again

"W-wwwwait I'll tel-"

The victim was interrupted again, the hammer was smashed at his face, causing several teeth to fly out and a fountain of blood t splatter on the metal chair and even on the floor.

"Your name."

Ten more seconds passed but the African man still didn't reply as he was busy spitting blood and adjusting to the high amount of pain he was experiencing.

Sadly for him, Rey wasn't the patient or merciful type, with the hammer on his hand, he squatted down and smashed one of the toes, leaving nothing but blood in its place.

The loud wailing became hoarse as the African man could no longer shout loudly, in fact, he seemed to be on the verge of falling unconscious.

Noticing this, Rey used his empty hand to tap his index finger on the forehead of the African man, leading the latter's eyes to fully open as if he woke up from a nightmare. His body trembled uncontrollably as he looked at Rey as if he was some kind of devil.

Rey made use of his Blood Magic to force his victim to remain awake while traumatizing him.

"Not so tough now, huh? But this is just the beginning, so please hold on."

Arthur 'encouraged' the African man as he laid back and enjoyed what's happening. To see his torturer suffer such a fate, it only brought joy to him.

Deep inside his consciousness, the chains that were tightly wrapped around his soul were slowly but surely loosening. It was barely noticeable and the only one who discovered this occurrence is the trapped Earth Spirit living in his consciousness.