Ludovico, who was looking at duke Dean, smiled and approached him.
"What's wrong, duke Dean, you don't like to see your beloved city being showered with stones by onagers.
Or is it that you are afraid that we will really manage to break through the walls and enter so that we can assassinate everyone in the city, including your mother and the stupid Bishop Prisco? "
Dean who was looking with his lifeless eyes at the city through a wooden window could only breathe deeply because he could not speak because the emperor had cut off his tongue, he could not move because the only leg he had had also been cut off and his two hands no longer existed.
Ludovico, not hearing any response from Dean, walked over to where he was and placed his hand on his shoulder.
"I was about to whip you, but then I remembered to cut your tongue because I hated hearing you speak, but don't worry how I told you, I won't kill you.
