Chapter 425: Fall of Gold (9)
“Hah? Is bullshit still coming out of this idiot’s mouth?”
Barbatos lifted her right foot and kicked Sitri in the abdomen. Sitri groaned, expelling not just a sound but also a clot of coagulated blood. Barbatos paid no mind and kicked her again.
“Apologize? To Paimon? Why should I do that?”
“……Apologize……to her…….”
“I’m speechless. Are you saying that the tens of thousands of innocent people you slaughtered don’t count as lives, but that bitch Paimon does? You must think you’re some kind of tragic heroine. You damn mutt.”
Barbatos looked down at Sitri coldly.
“Being born a ruler, treated as a ruler, and living as a ruler are already unparalleled luxuries and extravagances. The fuckers who have never gone hungry for even a day, or dug holes for even an hour often talk about fictional tragedies.”
Barbatos seemed to grow tired of striking Sitri’s abdomen as she redirected her attention. She pressed her foot firmly onto the stump where Sitri’s right arm had been severed. Barbatos’ toes were dyed red as blood spurted out.
“Aaargh! Aaaaargh……!”