A Tale Of Nine Tailed の小説・ストーリー

Raja began, voice full of disdain, ,“are you going to keep your mouth shut forever, hm?” Tales smirked, his face seems like taunting him and even if he knows how stupid his idea was，he still don't want to give in. “I’m not going to grovel if that’s what you’re after. Just get it over with.” Raja’s eyebrows met, a cruel smile appeared on his lips. “Still so proud. I’ll enjoy breaking that out of you.” He then walk towards the right side of the wall pulling the lever, to tighten the chains holding Tales, forcing him to stand on his toes, straining under the weight.

Time to get my head on straight. I follow, trying to act like I’m not internally combusting. My legs are doing the moving thing, sure, but my brain? Absolute static. I stand there, hands awkwardly hanging, heart racing, and then he steps behind me. “I’m going to walk you through a Hishi Karada tie,” he says, voice low and steady. “It’s a full body harness—diamond pattern across the chest, hips, thighs. It’s beautiful. Secure. Decorative, but functional too.”

When Alaric noticed the bottle was almost empty, he shouted, “Danko! Get a bottle of sake! I want to get drunk until I perish.” His servant immediately handed him a bottle of sake. “What should I do, Danko? I want to control everything according to my desires, but I couldn’t do even a single thing because I am weak.” Alaric couldn’t hide his frustration. He let out his feelings to his servant. “You are not weak. You are just new to the system, your majesty,” Danko said while pouring sake into his cup. Danko’s words captivated his interest. He thought that his servant’s words made sense.