Along with the sound of a thud, rusty bars creaked as they came through.
"A bunch of friends who came out to play in secret?"
The blazing torches lit the space, which was the darkness itself.
The moment he saw a silver-haired man at the center of the group, Pietro's back unknowingly stiffened.
It was not that he thought he might not see him again, but when his gaze met the snake-like insensitive red eyes, some terribly strange sensation began to run up his spine.
"Hey, did you hear that? He just called us friends."
"Let's pretend we didn't hear that".
"But Ivan, you told me to call you my friend..."
"When did I ever get an idiot as a friend?"
There was also that stupid brown-bear-like man standing among them.
For some reason, the atmosphere was not cheerful, and they all didn't seem to be in the mood to chat.
None of them mattered except that one paladin, who stood far away with a torch and stared at him.
The noble who he wanted to tear and kill, who had been terribly annoying from the moment he first saw him.
However, in contrast to Pietro's stare, the arrogant Duke Omerta did not seem to show much interest in him.
He was just casually looking at him, only to turn his insensitive gaze for a moment and talk to his friends.
"You did a good job, Galar. You caught him in time."
"I know, I was laughing when I found out he left us all alone, but he did some surprisingly good work."
"I'll take that as a compliment. But..."
"What?"
"What should we do now?"
There was a moment of silence.
In the midst of focusing all their attention on one man, Pietro suddenly wondered what these men were doing.
As expected, was it because they were all nobles?
Indeed, even if they were popular knights, there was no way that the young masters who grew up nicely would be talented in that way.
For some reason, thinking that it would be more interesting, Pietro gave a fishy smile.
It would be pretty good to see them trying to torture him and accidentally letting go of the rope in the process.....
"What do you mean, Ruve? You'll go first."
"Why is it me?"
"These assholes are surprisingly delicate."
"Hey! We're not delicate."
"I'm delicate, too. In fact, I have so much compassion that I can't even kill a single bug."
"I heard you used to be a torture officer."
"That officer is not...You can just start, you dirty shameless jerk. Everyone knows that you are the least delicate among us."
"I'm a married man, so I have to save myself the effort. I'm so hungry. I'm hungry because I've been nagging all day."
"What did you bring to eat?... Oh, you brought a bottle of wine too!
"Cheer up, Ruve. We trust you! While you start, we'll hold the food for you!
"You bastard."
What were they doing?
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