Delair Dukedom, Augertine, Duke Silon's manor.

There was a luxurious rug extending all the way from the spacious front hall onto the staircase leading to the second floor, and the heels of Countess Retola's high-heeled shoes were currently piercing gently into the soft rug.

Right at this moment, two expressionless servants carried a lifeless male body down from the second floor. Judging from how well-rehearsed they seemed to be and the indifferent looks on their faces, it was as if they were merely carrying out an abandoned ornament.

Countess Retola took a quick glance at the body that was being carried past her, and as a result, she saw that the man's handsome face was already twisted with horror and agony. His eyes were wide with alarm and fear, and his bare chest was riddled with bite marks, bruises, and even a series of clear whip lashes. Countess Retola couldn't help but shudder slightly at the horrific sight, even though she had already witnessed similar scenes countless times here.

After making her way upstairs, Countess Retola carefully pushed open the door of the bedroom at the end of the corridor.

Inside the room, a gorgeous woman was lying in a reclining chair, resting with her eyes closed. It was clear that she was exhausted after a night of toil. There was only a thin silken gown draped over her bare body, and the...