I Own A Brothel In Another World (Ch. 1-196)

Chapter 156 - Hot Cop, Cold Cop

"Now that was a flashy way to deal with them." Cornelia smirks at us as we reach the place where they are grouped. "Fighting water creatures with water so strong not even a speck of dust remains, eh?"

Neira chuckles quietly as I rub her side. It's obvious that she didn't mean to cause such a scene but we have all learned a lesson today. And that of course is not to fuck with a passionate artist. You don't want to be on the other side of a creative person's imagination when their only goal is to fuck you up as badly as possible.

"Those Dragons were awesome!" A cute giggle reaches our ears from behind and we turn to see Lianne running to us with Alyssa right after her.

"I never thought I would get to witness something so grand. It was like watching the descent of three gods." The captain smiles reverently. "For a moment there, I was scared that our ship would be blown into bits but it looks like there isn't even a scratch on the deck."

"I might have overreacted a little bit, but even so, I would never cause harm to any of you or your precious ship." Neira makes a polite nod as a delicate blush tinges her dark cheeks.

"That's an incredible control you had there. Just one of those water Dragons could have split the vessel into two, and I don't mean with the unimaginable blast they showed near the end," Cornelia praises our incredible artist.

"For some time, I've been practising. It's certainly not much but I can't focus only on my paintings all the time. I was getting ready for a situation like this, where Alastair could need my help with something. I can only do my best so as not to drag everyone down," my modest wife admits.

"The results are showing," Lianne says with a gentle grin. "We should all work hard for our godsent husband!"

"Alright, alright. I know what kind of working hard you have in mind." I squint my eyes at the sly nympho Queen.

She giggles and makes an innocent face, evoking a bunch of chuckles from the other ladies gathered around. As the casual banter gradually dies down, we all glance towards the sole survivor of the Sahuagin scouting party. Unfortunately, we lost many potential informants, but the leader of the squad might possibly know something. I just need to figure out how to communicate with him properly and extract any useful information from the captive.

"Are we going to make this monster talk?" Safi glances at me.

"Yeah, that was the entire point of taking prisoners." I nod at her and brush over her jelly hair. "We need to interrogate that guy. I'm not sure if we will be able to get anything useful out of him before he flips over like a dead fish, though."

"We can make him talk with Emi," the sapphire beauty offers. "Since their muscles and skin are quite tough from the outside, we can burn him a little bit from the inside."

"Yes! Emi can flow from the top while Safi flows from the bottom and we can meet in the middle!" my emerald tomboy adds.

A cold shiver shakes my body as my mind tries to visualise the suggested form of torture without my permission. Even with the memories they have inherited from the dead adventurer girls, I don't think they realise how vicious and evil such a method is

And just one glance at everyone around confirms that. It's hard to spot someone who isn't holding onto their crotch. I definitely wouldn't want anything acidic going up either my front or back. I can't decide if the former option is worse for girls or guys, honestly.

"Let's maybe save that for later. We don't want to break his mind right away, alright?" I chuckle wryly and move to pat the dejected Emi.

She seems to have been looking forward to being useful to me again, but I would like to avoid traumas as much as possible, thank you very much.