Chapter 498: Chapter 522 Capturing Prisoners Chapter 498: Chapter 522 Capturing Prisoners Lancelot and Bruto’s original plan had been to immediately capture the ogre alive as soon as the Soundproof Barrier covered the enemy, but the sinister smile that suddenly appeared on the ogre’s face caused a shock to both of them, and the actions they were about to initiate also came to a halt.

Could it be that their actions were entirely within the enemy’s expectations, and that they were actually the ones caught in a trap?

Neither of them dared to act rashly for a moment, but the ogre began to dig the ground, muttering words like ‘Divine Artifact’ and ‘Treasure’ to itself. Lancelot closed his eyes and focused intently, confirming there were indeed no other creatures nearby; upon opening his eyes, he met Bruto’s seeking gaze and nodded slightly.

The Dwarf made a subtle motion, tugging softly at the rope in hand, and the locations of the other companions immediately lit up with a Magic Aura. Under normal circumstances, spellcasting in the dark would be very conspicuous, but the Soundproof Barrier created by Lancelot disrupted the ogre’s line of sight, and moreover, the ogre’s attention was wholly fixed on the ground, utterly unaware of the impending danger.

A generous amount of milky-white spider webs conjured by Scholar’s magic fell from the sky like a basin of footbath water, pouring over the ogre’s head. The ten-foot tall, six-hundred-pound monster was still puzzled by the sudden appearance of the sticky substance, but Lancelot and Bruto had already leaped out of the snow, charging toward the ensnared ogre.

The Dwarf’s duty was to ensure the enemy was thoroughly incapacitated–a spider web technique could only restrain the opponent temporarily, and such a mighty creature would not find it difficult to break free. Taking advantage of the momentum of his charge, Bruto threw his hammer with all his might, naturally aiming for the enemy’s knees.

Lancelot, on the other hand, was responsible for knocking out their captive, which was in fact more difficult than killing them outright; he had even refrained from wielding a weapon, fearing an accidental deadly strike. Just as he was about to rush into the range of the spider web technique, Lancelot stamped the ground hard and leapt into the air, pouncing towards his opponent like a hunting cheetah.

The clumsy ogre couldn’t break free from the sticky spider webs right away, but it faced no obstacle in swinging its giant club at the incoming Human Knight. Unfortunately, such a response had been anticipated by Lancelot, who twisted bizarrely in mid-air just as the club was about to strike, causing the ogre’s weapon to pass through his afterimage without hitting anything.

Meanwhile, the intense pain that suddenly shot through its lower body nearly knocked the ogre out–the Dwarf’s thrown hammer had hit its mark. Although the blow did not shatter the ogre’s knees, it was enough to destabilize the creature, causing it to lean to one side, right where the Human Knight was landing.

Lancelot took a deep breath and aimed a heavy uppercut at the ogre’s jaw. The punch was so powerful that, if it weren’t for the spider webs holding it, the six-hundred-pound mass might have flown right out of the Soundproof Barrier.

Like all humanoid creatures, the ogre was immediately knocked out from the hefty blow to the chin, collapsing to the ground with a thud. On receiving a signal from Bruto, Kalalin stopped focusing on the spellcasting and the spider webs on the ground disappeared, while Alamir, pulling on the rope that had sent the signal earlier, came running over and expertly tied up the enormous ogre.

Lancelot looked up at the sky where the little bat continued to circle clockwise at high altitude, signifying no irregularities at the Frost Giants’ camp. Lancelot and Bruto each took hold of one end and quickly carried their captive towards a cave they had prepared in advance, not bothering to erase the traces of battle–the steadily falling snowflakes would soon cover all evidence of what had transpired on the ground.

Halfway there, the strong ogre came to and began to struggle violently, despite its limbs being bound and a rag stuffed in its mouth. But this problem was not hard to solve; after Bruto delivered another punch to its jaw, the ogre quieted down once more.

Upon reaching the cave, everyone took out additional lengths of rope and firmly tied the captive to a naturally formed stone pillar. Alamir then cast a Healing Spell on the ogre so that the unfortunate recipient of two heavy punches to the chin could speak normally again.

As a golden glow submerged into its body, the Ogre’s swollen jaw visibly returned to normal at a speed discernible to the naked eye, and its eyes also opened. After perceiving its current situation, it attempted to struggle; realizing it was futile, it again emitted ‘woo woo’ sounds from its mouth.

Lancelot stepped forward, pulling the rag out of the Ogre’s mouth. This beast opened its mouth to unleash a stream of broken teeth like darts at the Human Knight before it. Sadly, most of its aim was terrible, and Lancelot simply tilted his head slightly to dodge even the few that were ‘luckily’ on target.

The shattered teeth were easy to avoid, but not the words that came out. The Ogre’s mouth, like a bellows at a forge, huffed out obscenities and profanities in such variety that it overturned everyone’s impressions of this creature’s intelligence. However, it revolved around a few key themes–despicable, shameless ambusher, only capable of defeating the overwhelmingly strong through Magic, and the mighty Kostcheqi would appear at any moment to grind them all into mincemeat.

Lancelot himself did not take pleasure in torturing captives; in his view, making a powerless captive submit through torture was neither ethical nor tasteful. But as he watched that gaping maw open and close, he gradually lost his patience.

As the Ogre emitted a blusterous sound related to reproduction, Lancelot made his move. His hand shot like lightning into the gaping mouth of the Ogre, clamped down on the slimy, hefty tongue like the pincers of a crab, and pulled his hand back before the creature had a chance to close its mouth, tongue in tow.

“I f**k aow eee eee eee eee eee eee…”

The previously arrogant Ogre immediately went limp, not daring to move at all for fear that the Human Knight before it would tear off its tongue.

“By Moradin’s beard!” The Dwarf clapped excitedly, “Big brother, are you performing magic? How did you do that?”

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“Quick reflexes,” Lancelot shrugged his shoulders and gently patted the Ogre’s face, “still want to curse?”

The Ogre hastily shook its head, but the action tugged at its tongue, causing it to flinch in pain and tears to stream down from its squinting eyes.

“Very good.”

Lancelot nodded his head, released his grip, and the Ogre’s tongue snapped back onto its face before clumsily retreating back into its mouth. After a bout of retching, the giant creature finally quieted down, looking at the Human Knight in front of it with eyes as if beholding a monster.

“Now from the start, I ask and you answer. No concealment whatsoever, and I promise you a chance at life, understood?”