Chapter 1720

Rubbing his hands and looking Silverbell from head to toe, Tigris kept gulping and laughing sleazily. "Draco, quick! You must have a way to save me now, right? I mean you even brought me a girl! Oh, I can't wait!" "How tasteful of you, girlie! Dressing so conservatively, and in all white at that... it's so that I could rip it off, right?"

"Shit, shut up already!"

Draco finally had enough just then and pointed at his own brother as he snapped, "You pig! This is Lady Silverbell, chief of the Martial Alliance! How dare you insult her! I'll have your tongue for this!" "What?!"

It was only then that Tigris' face full of lust turned pale.

So that pretty face was not a prostitute his brother got her, but the chief of the Martial Alliance herself, and a very important person at that!

He fucked up!

you were! I'm a pig, I deserve to die... Please, spare my life! I won't do it ever

tried to beg on his knees, but Frank had him fettered to the iron chair, so he could only bow his head and shoot

Lady Silverbell... give that scumbag a chance for my sake...

in the cells on both ends of the hallway were gaping as the usually high-and-mighty warden went down

insulting and even fantasizing

Silverbell spoke, her earlier smile gone as her expression turned as cool as ice. "Sent him to the penance

what the penance chamber was since he had just

in Blackwater. Barring death itself. It's a lightless room, and no one comes out in one piece... or sane. You must have heard the crazy howling when you first came in, didn't you?

"No!"

the iron chair as he tried to kneel to Silverbell, sobbing and howling as he begged, "Please, Lady Silverbell! Please,

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