Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172 

Seafarion calmly looked at him. 

The gaze, so real and identical to Seafarion himself, made Orpheus feel a chill run down his spine. 

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“What do you mean by this?” He tried to stay calm, looking down on the interrogators. “Do you think this will pressure me into confessing? If you’re trying to fool me, at least make a bionic who looks more convincing. Why doesn’t Seafarion come to see me personally?” 

Orpheus fired off a series of questions, growing more confident. 

He thought, ‘Seafarion not appearing in person means something is definitely wrong with him. He is probably still out of control or has gone missing–maybe his Loss of Control Index has hit 100, and he’s died out there! 

The interrogators didn’t respond to Orpheus’s questions and coldly asked, “Where did AeroMist come from?” 

Orpheus scoffed, refusing to cooperate. He was already at the end of the line, with no way out. Even if he confessed, there would be no forgiveness. It was better to just make things difficult for them. 

Maybe he’d even be able to wait for Edmund to take over the Empire and rescue him, an ally who hadn’t betrayed him. 

Orpheus had made up his mind, but suddenly he heard Seafarion’s voice. “Speak.” 

That one word carried an irresistible power. 

In an instant, Orpheus’s pupils shrank, his body stiffened, and he uncontrollably spoke, “It was Edmund who gave it to me.” 

“How do you communicate with Edmund?” Seafarion took over the questioning, continuing. 

“Edmund sent someone to find me, and we passed messages through his subordinates.” Under Seafarion’s influence, Orpheus couldn’t help but tell everything he knew. 

He revealed all the information he had, and even promptly identified the person responsible for delivering the messages. 

That prisoner had received special training and remained calm when facing the interrogators, saying, “I don’t know anything.” 

He refused to cooperate, so as not to betray his master. 

But as soon as Seafarion spoke, he couldn’t resist the strange power. He answered everything without hesitation. 

As Edmund’s trusted subordinate, he knew far more valuable information than Orpheus. 

Seafarion even got the location of Edmund’s secret base from him. That was Edmund’s last remaining trump card. 

In just a few days, the base was destroyed by the Empire. 

Upon hearing the news, Edmund aged instantly. He thought, ‘Why? Why did they betray me?‘ 

He pulled at his hair violently, letting out a roar in fury. 

When he heard that Orpheus had been caught after failing his mission, he just thought Orpheus was useless and felt a little regret for losing a valuable subordinate. 

He had suspected Orpheus might betray him, so he had never shared any important information with him. But he never 

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imagined that his loyal subordinate would also betray him. 

Edmund transformed into an enraged black tiger, roaring to vent his furious emotions. 

He eyed the few remaining subordinates around him with suspicion, as if they were all potential traitors. He thought, ‘Disloyal scum; they all deserve to die.” 

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The Black Tiger’s expression gradually became maniacal. He suddenly lunged and began tearing his subordinates apart, killing them one by one. 

With death imminent, his subordinates remained numb, their expressions blank. 

They had been brainwashed by Edmund for years, losing themselves in the process, unable to resist. 

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The soldiers from the Koganor Federation, assigned to guard Edmund, heard the noise, exchanged a glance, but didn’t stop him immediately. 

Once the room became quiet, a group of soldiers barged in and bound Edmund. “You need to calm down.” 

Bloodied, Edmund was thrown into a simple, small room. 

He had lost his influence, and with it, his bargaining power with the Koganor Federation. He had become a puppet, with no voice left. His treatment quickly deteriorated, almost reduced to a prisoner. 

Huddled in the dark room, Edmund had already foreseen his future. 

Once the Koganor Federation lost the war, they would likely offer him to the Empire in exchange for peace. The Empire would kill him. He had no way out. 

No matter how harshly the Koganor Federation treated him, they were in the same boat. His only hope was that the Koganor Federation could defeat the Empire. 

If they won, he could still claim the throne, even if as a puppet. Perhaps there would be a chance for a comeback. 

Edmund pondered for several days in a depressed state and then requested to speak with a general from the Koganor Federation. 

“You can speak directly to us, and we will convey your message,” the guard sneered, thinking Edmund had no more value. “The general is busy and has no time for a face–to–face meeting.” 

Edmund’s face darkened. 

But after days of torment, he had come to terms with reality and quickly regained his composure. “I have a formula for AeroMist that can cause Male Beastmen to lose control.” 

This AeroMist was the result of years of research in his lab, costing countless human test subjects. 

Edmund had originally not planned to hand over the formula to the Koganor Federation. 

Giving it to them would mean handing over the Beastmen’s weakness to outsiders, which would severely affect his chances of rebuilding his power. 

But now, he couldn’t afford to care about that. He had to solve his immediate problems and defeat the Empire. 

The guard’s expression changed. “Please wait a moment.” 

Shortly after, the guard returned and invited Edmund out of the small room. “Please follow me, the general is waiting for you.” 

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