Chapter 210

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Avar took a ring from his finger and threw it at Alain. Curses erupted within Alains thoughts almost immediately

Hes giving me jewels to pay for my bail when I dont even know if Ill live tomorrow the bastard. Id rather he give me meat

But on the outside, Alain wore a big smile and bent his body forward.

Although Ill take this precious jewel into account, and I dare to say this, Im hoping that youll understand that I have no choice but to think about the physical pain Im going through first. Despite our shabby appearance, were high-ranking officials hired by the Viscount himself. Over the years working for him weve grown accustomed to the dining culture of the Empire, where we ate food with a spoon and fork, but now its unbearably uncomfortable for us to pick up and eat food from a bowl without them. Everyone else in my cell shares the same sentiment as me. Ive no problem informing you about the situation in the South, but if its not too much of a burden, I hope you can consider these inconveniences and help us, then I will be able to help you even more.

Hearing himself talk, Alain knew what he just said was packed into some long-winded nonsense, but he was also well aware of the fact that imperial nobles often used words that went in circles like this. He assumed Avar would easily understand, so he bowed his head even more.

You mean, you need spoons and forks?

Yes, yes thats right.

Hearing you talk like that, it seems that you guys dont seem to use table utensils on your islands, or do you?

No, but we do use a stick that resembles a spoon

Then do you eat the rest with your hands? Like animals?

Yeah, yeah, Im ashamed to admit it

People around burst into laughter. Suddenly, men and women gathered one by one to watch. Avar looked mockingly down at Alain, who kept bowing his head. The crowd seemed to find it rather amusing that Alain was praising spoons and forks as if they were part of the great culture of the Empire.

Then try this.

With a sly smirk, Avar held out the teacup he was holding.

We just drink the water

I said try it.

Just when Alain was about to explain himself again, he raised his eyes upon sensing the strange atmosphere. Dozens of eyes were watching him with interest. All of them were dressed in flashy clothes and wore white wigs. They were men with peacock feathered hats and women with bouquets of flowers piled up like towers in their hair.

Alain lifted his hands which had been gathered on his belly button. As both of his hands were held together by an iron chain, he dipped them both into the teacup. Boos and shouts erupted as he licked his wet fingers.

A woman who was covering her face with a fan next to Avar clicked her tongue and spoke.

Oh, its so pitiful hes like an animal. I think you should help those poor fellows.Nêww chapters will be fully updated at novelhall.com

However, someone broke the taboo and saved my life. And the Mother of All Things merely watched the hard struggle that followed afterwards from a distance. Why didnt the Mother just cut my lifeline, reasoning that, as a woman, Im not worth the effort anyway? Does this actually mean that my life isnt futile, but has special meaning?

Lil had seen countless people die from injuries way smaller than hers.

Many people have been way more unfortunate thinking about it now makes me just belatedly grateful that Im alive.

Lil walked slowly closer to the mirror. As her folded knees touched the ground, her pelvis locked and her shoulders tilted. Her arms and chest shook with the afterglow of sitting down. Even this simple gesture was thrilling. She grabbed her breasts out of habit. The lumps of flesh, which she once hated, were held by her hands in their organic wholeness. When she let go of her breasts, red handprints were left behind. Lil had to admit.

My body and vitality are inseparably mixed and beautiful. My body, with its smooth legs, bulging breasts and buttocks My body with weak muscles and soft skin I finally feel like it can simply be like this. I dont have to hide my figure with a necklace or grow my hair forcibly for that matter.

Is this really me?

Lil asked the invisible shadow in the mirror. Her old acquaintance, with his black mouth wide open, didnt seem to agree.

Shed more blood, give more flesh

Only a greedy echo was heard.

Lil rummaged through the clothes she had hung over the partition. She lifted her pants, took out a dagger and held it near her neck.

This seems too short. My hair should be at least long enough to be tied up or made into an updo

The tip of her dagger went down to her collarbone. With her other hand, Lil grabbed a bunch of her hair and pulled it down in front of her. Her hair, which reached her hips, could have grown till this length because Cesar told her not to cut it. The whole time she was on the Bell Rock, she had never worn a dress or make-up in front of him, so she thought she could heed his request this much. It was his reward for enduring her uncaring appearance. Compared to the physical appearance management she suffered all over her body when she was in Sesbron, Lil considered this a much simpler request and did feel a bit sorry for him.

This is all that I have to cut. Take this.

Mortu, who had been hiding in the dark, didnt answer.

As expected, hair is nothing to him. Mortu is a being who is greedy for flesh and blood He desires only human suffering

Footnote:

Maybe this scene was a bit hard to understand, so we would like to give a small explanation. Alain is carefully packing his words into a tale about table manners to get the utensils Marenzio wants to use. Sir Avar, on the other hand, reads the atmosphere in the room and decides to mock and force Alain to behave like a person from the South who doesnt use utensils for their own entertainment.

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