"Who is the professor?"
The interrogation continued.
"The professor is the professor."
"Do you know his real name or identity?"
Upon hearing this question, the captive's eyelids twitched violently a few times, followed by a hint of pain on his face, mumbling and repeating his earlier answer: "Professor... is the professor... our professor... lets us grow wings... to fly... Professor, is the professor."
Clearly, the Ravens have set up more complex and powerful mental block magic on this question.
The young wizards of the Absolution Hunting Team were not planning to let the middle-aged wizard's head explode in front of them. As the interrogation officer, Dylan immediately skipped the question and continued the interrogation:
"What is your duty?"
The pain on the captive's face quickly faded, and his expression returned to a daze, his voice woodenly saying: "Find suitable experimental subjects, test different agents... learn."
"Learn? Learn what?"
