“Pwah! Pwah!”

Kaor shoved a middle-aged man’s head into a bucket of water and spoke coldly.

“Just talk already, will you?”

“Puhah! You scoundrel, what is the meaning of this?!”

“What does it look like? I’m here for the medicine and supplies.”

“You filthy knave! Do you think you’ll escape with your life after—”

Splash!

The victim of this water torture was none other than the lord of the territory, who had refused to hand over the requested medicines. Kaor, never one for polite negotiation, had ambushed him and jumped straight to coercion.

Kaor’s temper had always been foul, but …