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Had his attitude not been so, Emilia might have considered giving him to Michelle to play around with. After all, the girl insisted on taking up such a 'job' for her, but the experience she had was still limited to just the porters.
Personally, though, Emilia wasn't very fond of such unsophisticated means.
Only disobedient little pets deserved punishment and the opportunity for repentance, after all.
Her enemies… did not.
Once upon a time, Emilia may have been a little more softhearted, but now, all that awaited those who opposed her was ruthless suppression, if not direct elimination.
As for those who dared lay a hand on what was hers… how could their end be so smooth? Emilia would rather see them drown in despair first.
Seeing the girl remain silent, the ragged-looking man sneered. "Heh, are you confused, little bitch? Don't know how to make me speak? Why not get down on your—"
