I Don’t Need a Guillotine for My Revolution

Raphael Valliant seemed quite pleased to see me.

Seeing the bread and wine in the basket I brought, he even rejoiced.

"Oh, my. Haha... Is this the victor's generosity, or something like that?"

Valliant, even with a haggard face, smiled brightly and approached the bars.

"I wonder."

I slid the basket under the bars.

Valliant picked up the already opened wine and gulped it down straight from the bottle before starting to eat the bread voraciously.

Watching the scene, I added a word.

"I'm just returning the favor I received."