Book 5: Chapter 175: Dream (6)
I should be dead? Heh. If I deserve to die, then what does Estelle deserve?
Raymond hung his head, chuckling bitterly to himself. Estelle used to be the sole object of his desires. He sacrificed everything to please her and even committed murder for her. Yet, in the end, he found himself in this tragic predicament.
How ridiculous. Lamentable, even. But… is this my fault? No. How can a man who wholeheartedly sacrifices everything for a woman be wrong? Indeed, the fault does not lie with me. It lies with Estelle. That b̲i̲t̲c̲h̲… She turned me into a pitiful dog, scorned by all.
Raymond ground his teeth together with resentment, yet he was powerless. He was just a condemned man awaiting his fate. What could he do against that lofty princess?
“The time has come. Execute him!”
The execution overseer glanced at the sky and threw his token out as he issued the command.
A servant boy in black attire jogged forward, gripping Raymond’s chin and forcing a bitter medicinal concoction down his throat.
The liquid coursed through him, infusing his limbs and bones with searing heat, sustaining his life and staving off death by severe blood loss until the punishment’s conclusion.
Following the administration of the medicinal concoction, the servant boy gagged Raymond’s mouth with a steel rod, preventing him from ending his own life by biting his tongue.