"How many gold coins does this slave have?" A hazy voice came into his ears. "It hurts!" His thoughts began to spin along with the pain in his body, and the pain that came like waves kept invading his mind. I couldn't help but curl up with my trembling body, trying to push myself up but couldn't. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
