Sophia stood with her nose held high in front of the four people.

“Hmph! If you get on your knees and beg for forgiveness, I’ll let you go after taking just one of your arms…”

“If you apologize for insulting Lady Sophia and show courtesy in front of Count Bresia’s banner, I will let you go.”

“Sir Filmore!”

Filmore oppressed Sophia with a plaster-like look, then looked back while continuing his words.

“Today is a celebratory day where the lady is meeting with her fiancé, so I’m being gracious. Do it.”

“……”

Raven stared silently at Filmore and Sophia. They were humans whom he once dared to not even make eye contact with. They had been there in the place where his father and brother’s heads were decapitated. He still hadn’t forgotten the expressions he had seen on their faces on that day.

Sophia, who was only 14 years old, left her seat after calling the two heads and Raven ‘dirty as bugs’ as he was being dragged away. Filmore had lashed out at him as he was dragged away, calling him the bloodline of the traitor scums, saying that if he survived ten years in the demonic army, then he would personally cut off Raven’s throat…

But now, they were looking down on him with expressions that were quite different from t...