Leiber felt incredibly heartbroken.
King Elune's voice rang out once more.
"Hurry up! Don't waste my time. Hit him, hit him hard! If you dare to slack off, then you'll have to take two hundred lashes!"
Under such a threat.
Despite his reluctance, Leibel had no choice but to obey, painfully apologizing, "I'm sorry, Rocco!"
Smack! Smack! Smack!
"Aaaaaah!!!"
As the sound of whipping rang out again, Rocco's screams made Leber close his eyes and shed tears of sorrow.
...
finally.
The twenty lashes were finished.
King Elune saw that Rocco was on the verge of collapse, and considering that she would need to fight desperately in the upcoming war, she finally pardoned her this time.
"Rococo!"
When Loko was lowered from the sling, Lebel dropped the rope in her hand and was the first to rush up and hug her.
He looked at her, barely breathing, in his arms.
Leiber felt as if his heart was being torn apart.
——
King Elune merely gave her a cold look.
"Hmph, useless piece of trash, more trouble than good."
After uttering such a sarcastic remark.
She didn't linger any longer and turned to leave.
Sister Gigante glanced at Rocco with sympathy, then turned and followed King Elune in her departing steps.
And it was this last sentence.
But Leber, who was holding Rocco in his arms, looked up at the departing figure, and a trace of increasingly obvious hatred and disgust flashed in his eyes.
At the same time, he secretly clenched his fist.
He gritted his teeth and said.
"That's outrageous! This guy is a complete bastard."
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