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... by thousand needles on my back muscles. My skin on the back was torn. Flesh was bare. It truly bothered me.
I felt so much pain that I couldn’t even sleep for a moment. Did Barberridge Burdnick really wanted to torment me and kill me for insulting him? That would make a ridiculous story.
I was laid in the cold pavement of the dungeon. Everything was cold and the air was stuffy. When I breathed again, I felt that excruciating pain.
「That was a foolish thing to do. 」
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