Chapter 1985
The rumors said that Manfred was a cruel tyrant, and nearly every woman who had served him met a tragic end, tortured to the brink of death.
He was beyond twisted. His mansion even housed a pit of serpents.
He had a particular fondness for cruel methods of torture.
In Everholm, a place far from the reach of any authority, no one could challenge him.
Even now, the same could be said for Vlario. The common people lived in fear, trembling at the mercy of those in power. It seemed like the entire world was sick, with no one caring about the lives of the ordinary.
They all viewed the commoners as mere insects. When Manfred's cold gaze swept across the room, it felt like a blade was aimed at them.
"Keep the third person from the left," Manfred coldly ordered.
The girl who was third in line froze when she realized she was the one chosen to stay. Her face was drenched in tears, a look of sheer terror overwhelming her.
Her eyes were extraordinarily beautiful. They were nearly identical

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