Reborn: Imperial Officer Promotion Guide

At dawn the next day, after five consecutive repetitions of the torturous welcome party, Lasolo staggered open the door of his room and fell on the bed.

Lasoro felt creepy when he thought about the night before.

Torture followed torture, and the pain seemed to stretch on like an endless hell.

I thought I had made it to the end and it was over, but I changed to another store and just when I took a breath, I fell into hell again.

Herr Helm, Secretary Edmund, and three junior government officials took turns looking for a store, and the process lasted until dawn.

After being abused, one will be healed immediately, and then there will be another round of abuse to heal the person again.

Lassoro originally thought that such a journey of torture would probably last forever.

Halfway through, Lasolo had already lost the strength and mental power to resist.

Even one's self-esteem and self-awareness as a human being were almost completely shattered.

"That...that..."

"..."

At this moment, a voice came from the bedside.

Lasolo opened his eyes with difficulty and saw a thin, neurotic middle-aged man coming in front of him.

"Master. My name is Mosbia, and I am your official slave. Please take good care of me in the future."

"..."

"I've heard that you snatched the title of mid-level political officer from that Helheim. That's amazing!"

"Eh……?!"

When he heard the name, Lasolo's heart nearly jumped out of his mouth.

"You are truly a respectable master, as you can make that fellow feel the pain of being demoted!"

"Shut up..."

"what?"

"I told you to shut up!"

"Well..."

Lasolo suddenly got up from the bed, rushed to Mosbia, picked him up and threw him to the floor.

Then he pressed on Mosbia's body and punched Mosbia in the face again and again.

“Guaaaah!… It hurts! Please stop… It hurts!!!”

"Shut up, shut up, shut up! I told you to shut up!! Damn Helheim, I'm going to beat you into a pulp!!!"

After a dozen punches, Mosbia's face was already swollen.

He tried to protect his face with his hands, but fists still rained down.

Until a voice sounded - it was like the whisper of a devil...

"This is really beyond my expectation. Didn't I take good care of you the day before? Did I hear correctly? You actually want to beat me into a pulp?"

"Eh!!!???"

The moment I heard that familiar voice.

Lasolo froze instantly.

There was no way he had misheard the demon's voice, but there was no way that voice could echo in his own room.

Lasoro looked towards the source of the sound with trepidation.

Then...

The next moment, at the open door of the room, the extremely terrifying demon was standing there.

There was still the same smile on his face as yesterday.

In an instant, Lasolo's body suddenly stiffened, and he almost instinctively stopped all movements, leaving only his breathing as light as a mosquito.

"H...H...Lord Helheim!!! Why...why are you here?!"

As the saying goes, don't talk about people during the day and don't talk about ghosts at night.

Especially don’t mention the existence that is more terrifying than the devil.

"I heard someone expressing dissatisfaction with me behind my back, so I came to take a look. The scar has healed and the pain has been forgotten. It seems that you still haven't reflected on yourself. I really need to step up the intensity of the interrogation..."

"...No...Absolutely not! I have changed my ways and become a better person!"

I just shouted it once, how did he know? !

No, he couldn't possibly know why...

Moreover, after returning to the castle, they went in different directions.

Lassoro watched Helheim leave obediently before escaping back to his room.

Why...? ! Why...? ! Why...? !

As if he could see through the other person's inner thoughts, Hull looked down at Lasoro who was kneeling on one knee in front of him.

"I will monitor you 24 hours a day. Whether you are sleeping, getting up, eating, defecating... no matter what you are doing, my eyes will always be watching your every move in the dark."

"..."

That's impossible, absolutely impossible! No matter how scary he is, he is still a human being! Not a demon!

But looking at Heer's black eyes that were as deep as the abyss, Lasolo swallowed.

Those dark eyes were filled with disaster, madness, and viciousness.

...He is definitely not a human being, nor is he a gentle being like a demon. He is more terrifying than a demon...

"You don't have to make such a fuss, do you? I have worked so hard to train a [suitable] superior. If what happened between us is leaked out, wouldn't all the work done yesterday be wasted? And both the person who leaked the information and the person who got the information must be executed. By comparison, it is cheaper to monitor you around the clock."

"..."

There's no doubt about it! He must have used some means to monitor my every move...!

Is it magic?! Or something else...?!

Lazoro immediately prostrated himself in front of Hull.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Please forgive me... I didn't mean to disobey you! I really didn't!"

“…Isn’t that right?”

"what?"

"Your answer is wrong. This is not something you often say."

As Hel said this, he squatted down, grabbed Lasoro's hair with one hand and smashed his face to the ground again and again.

It took a long time before he looked directly into Lasolo's eyes, which were filled with fear.

"Huh?!" Lasolo took a breath of cold air.

The dark madness in Hull's eyes revived the memory of yesterday in Lasolo's mind at this moment.

At this moment, his hair began to fall out in clumps.

"It's not about saying sorry... it's about saying thank you so much! Isn't it?"

"...thank you very much..."

"When you abuse your subordinates like this, when you beat and kick them, don't you always make them say 'thank you very much for your teaching'?"

"Yes……"

"So, don't I deserve your gratitude? I actually wanted to take off your head directly, but I still spent so much energy and time to guide you, and I also paid a lot..."

“Ahhh…yes…yes…!”

If he really wanted to, he definitely didn't want to thank this devil.

I suffered a lot at his hands. Just thinking about it now is like being in a nightmare that I will never wake up from.

He had thoughts of committing suicide several times - it would be easier to die than to be tortured like that.

But this demon was like finding a toy he liked, playing with it like a sacrifice, and used all means to torture Lasolo.

——It is euphemistically called [reform] and [interrogation].

At the moment he thought of this, Lasoro felt his right cheek being hit by something hard.

Although Hull's body did not move at all, Lasolo did feel something hard hit his face.

Half of his face swelled up immediately.

"Shouldn't you be grateful for my great mercy for allowing a scum like you to survive?"

“Gah…!!!”

The moment he finished saying this, Hull raised his right hand and punched Lasolo in the lower abdomen.

Lasoro suddenly felt a burning sensation as if a sharp blade had pierced into him, and he hurriedly tried to apply pressure to the wound to prevent heavy bleeding.

But there was no bleeding in the abdomen, and there was not even any wound. Only the pain began to spread without any hesitation.

“Ah… it hurts…”

"Shouldn't you be grateful for my leniency for letting a scum like you go free?"

“Ahhh…it’s so hot…!”

Hull swung his punch again, and the burning sensation became hotter with each punch.

At this moment, it was like boiling water boiling in Lasolo's body.

After three punches, Lasoro rolled on the ground in pain.

"Stop... Stop now... Don't stab me with the knife anymore... No... Stop... No matter what... Please stop!"

"Stop? What if the answer is wrong..." Hull grabbed Lasoro's hair and raised his right hand.

Lasolo quickly fell to the ground and kowtowed: "...Thank you! Thank you very much for your teaching!"

After Lasoro shouted, Hull's raised fist dropped with a snap.

Then, he put his hand on the top of Lasolo's head and patted it gently like training a dog, and Lasolo's hair began to fall down like dead leaves in the autumn wind.

There is a limit to the amount of pain a person can endure in a given period of time.

Even though Lasolo's external injuries were cured through magical means, his body still suffered indelible trauma.

Hair loss is just one of the side effects.

Even if the wounds of those places that were stabbed by a knife were smoothed out, the pain that had subsided would be immediately activated again if they were hit a little harder.

"Very good, you are a good child. You must thank me for my guidance every day. As long as you obey my orders, you will never feel pain again."

"Yes! Thank you so much for your guidance! Thank you for keeping me alive! Thank you for giving me my freedom!"

Lasoro slammed his forehead on the ground again and again, and soon his forehead was bleeding.

The Helheim in front of him was the lingering demon in his life.

No matter when, where, or what you do, everything you do is under the gaze of this demon.

Can't resist, can't resist...

Only by obeying can you avoid being abused...

Only by obeying can you stop suffering...

No more pain...

"I'm glad you understand my intentions, Administrative Officer Lasoro. Although we have only known each other for a short time, we must get along well from now on."

"Yes! It's my pleasure! Thank you very much!"

I am forgiven...I am finally forgiven!

Lasolo felt a sense of relief from the bottom of his heart. It was a kind of relief.

It was freedom from the torment of this endless hell.

at this time.

"Lord Hull... Thank you for your help..."

Mosbia, lying on the ground covered in blood, opened his blood-blurred eyes and looked at Hull.

Hull didn't even look at him, nor did he even bother to pay attention to him.

"Political Officer Lasolo, there is something I forgot to tell you. From now on, I want you to live your life with dignity and seriousness. I will not allow you to attack innocent people. However, you can do whatever you want to that scumbag. I will not interfere at all."

"Lord Hull...?!" After hearing Hull's words, Mosbia's heart seemed to sink into darkness.

"Basically speaking, you are an irredeemable scumbag. Whether you abuse or beat up others, your desire for violence will never end. But it's not good if you hold it back too much. So, as long as the other party is a scumbag, I can allow you to use violence on him at will."

"Yes... yes! I am an irredeemable scum. I will obey Lord Hull's orders in everything!" Lasoro responded as if he was possessed.

"However, you don't have the ability to screen out scumbags, so I will be the one to identify who are scumbags and who are normal people. Unless I identify them as scumbags, I will not allow you to use violence against anyone."

"...Yes, I am a scumbag. I don't have the ability to screen out scumbags, so I'd like to trouble Lord Heer to identify them for me!"

"Well, that shouldn't be a problem..." Hull looked at Mosbia next to him and said, "Then you can deal with the scum lying there, but don't kill anyone. The scum is very weak. If you hit him too hard, he will be killed easily."

"Yes! I understand! If I hit him too hard, that scumbag will be easily beaten to death. Please rest assured, I will control the strength and beat him just right!"

"very good."

"..."

Hearing Hull's praise, Lasolo smiled sincerely.

This time he avoided being beaten and tortured.

There is no need to be skinned or have foreign objects forced into the stomach.

As long as you behave like this, you won't experience the hell you went through before...

Thinking of this, Lasolo's expression suddenly became bright.

"Well, see you in the office later. I hope you have fun."

After leaving these words, Hull turned and walked out of the room, and closed the door for Lasolo and Mosbia.

Soon, the sound of Mosbia being beaten and crying could be heard.