(MC POV)
Rina stepped forward and pulled the gag off the old man before stepping to the Matriarch's side, taking her place as her mouthpiece to address the man.
"You are the one that speaks of the Divine Primordial Dragon, yes?"
Oh come on now, I completely made this person up, there's no way he would know about it. Let's just say that he isn't the one that spoke to me and that this was all a mistake so--
"H… How… How did you know?" The old man croaked.
What? How? Why? I… Huh?
There's absolutely no way this can be true right?
"How we know is of no consequence, what her most gracious Majesty wishes to know is what you know about this particular information?"
The old man gritted his teeth, "I got nothin' to say to you damned women!"
"Wrong answer."
Rina moved forward and pinched his pinky finger in between her thumb and index finger.
With a loud 'snap', the old man's finger was broken mercilessly.
Well... The odds were astronomically low, but MC got it anyway.