�Isn�t there anything interesting?�

There were no loyal subordinates to speak directly to him, not even swindlers who flattered him.

The lady-in-waiting, who was just terrified, said with trembling hands.

�Brother, your family members are still there.�Since you are in a dungeon, why not torture yourself����.�

�Torture is no fun, after seven.�

The maid�s shoulders trembled.

�sorry!�Presumptuously giving advice without understanding Your Highness� deep intentions!�Please forgive me!�

Harvits stared at her.

�Is something sad going on?�

The maid with her face raised hurriedly shook her head.

�yes?�Oh no.�I am not sad.�

�Then why are you crying?�Are you afraid of me?�

One thing the people around Havitz terribly disliked was being questioned.

�Well, what should I answer����.�

Even if it was scary, I thought I would die, and even if I wasn�t scared, I thought I would die.

In the end, emotions won out.

�It�s scary!�ah!�That�s not it, sorry!�please forgive me!�Foolish me����!�

Havitz came to the point where the mind was gradually going crazy and the language was going crazy.

�Are you afraid of me?�why?�

Havitz�s face, no, his two eyes, as he watched from close by, was so clear and beautiful.

�I�m afraid I�m going to die.�

Unknowingly, the words came out.

�Hmm.�Are you that afraid of dying?�

Havitz, lost in thought while fiddling with his mustache, nodded.

�Then I won�t kill you.�

�really?�

I asked again this time.

�huh.�Are you done now?�I�m not going to kill you, so no one�s going to kill you?�

I had never tasted such a powerful sense of salvation in my life.

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