Even a condemned prisoner is given a cigarette before they are executed, as a matter of etiquette.


    Since there are no cigarettes in the Tuscany Empire, I thought I might at least offer him a glass of fine wine.


    It wasn’t out of any consideration for him, but rather just to stir his insides a bit.


    It was highly effective, given the money I spent on it.


    ‘Father has long since declared he would revoke this bastard''s barony.’


    What does it matter how much he barks? Who would listen to him?


    “Do you still not understand how things are going, brother? Do you really think I’m such a foolish, ignorant idiot who doesn’t know even the basics?”


    When people are backed into a corner, they tend to start running their “happy circuits.”@@@@


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