"Oi, you fat bastard, are you going to tell the truth or not? If you keep feeding me lies, I'm going to skin and cook you like a roast pig!"
In a dark room, a woman was holding a chair, which she swung viciously into the body of the fatso who knelt down before her. The chair was instantly pulverized by the force of the impact.
The fatso cowered in the corner of the room with his arms shielding his head, and his voice trembled as he said, "P-please spare me, Princess, I really don't know what you're talking about. The incident from three years ago really had nothing to do with our Magus Tower. Besides, this isn't how you cook roast pig…"
"Oh? You still dare to talk back to me? If I say this is how roast pig is cooked, then this is how roast pig is cooked!" Another chair somehow appeared in the woman's hands before being shattered against the fatso's body again.
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