A few hours later, Armano finally regained consciousness and began cursing and trashing everything around his tent when he checked that his little brother had been killed.
At first, he thought it was only a sick nightmare, but that nightmare was reality. Now he wouldn't be able to have his way with any more women and indulge in any carnal pleasure.
Albert quickly made his way to Armano's tent once he caught news of his awakening. When he arrived inside, Albert saw the mess his brother had created.
"Fuck... f**k! f**k THAT b***h AND THAT BUTLER!!!"
"Calm down you fool!"
"B-brother! Brother! You have to avenge me! They...they took away—"
Albert smacked his brother's face harshly and Armano was sent sprawling on the ground with his hands clutching his cheek. His face was still injured from Serilla'……
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