The Mute Female Knight Disguised As a Man

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"You can't tell the difference between someone with an ulterior motive and therefore released the wolf onto the property, I don't care if you did it on purpose or by accident ....." Orville said as he selected the various torture instruments placed on the shelves, "To put your crime in a lighter light, you are too stupid to take on a heavy responsibility; But to put it more seriously, you may have already had thoughts of treason against this Duke."

His two lightly spoken words caused Chad to shudder.

God had taken away his ability to speak and insulated him from those wise words for the rest of his life, and even as she searched her gut, she only raised her hand vaguely, "My servant has no ......"

She is clearly loyal to His Highness, and even the moon can see that.

Even if she had to be knifed and burned a thousand times, she would never do anything to betray Orville.

"Gill she ...... never minded that I was mute, she and Enoch were the only ones in this manor that would talk to me," Chad gestured with difficulty, "I thought, thought she was ......"

[was sincere in her treatment of me.]

She bowed her head, but in Orville's eyes, she looked like a wimp who had been hurt by love, and the more he looked at her, the more he was bored.

Chad had been with him all these years and had seen every beautiful, gorgeous, intelligent gentleman and lady in the world, so why did he fall for such an unscrupulous, mediocre-looking maid?

And by the look of his unlucky face, he really was in love.

Orville picked up a hooked iron whip and weighed it in his hand. It was not a light whip, and it had iron hooks all over, so a few strokes would have hurt him beyond recognition.

The Duke chose the instrument of torture, but felt that it was too heavy, but he had already taken it off, so it would be a little disgraceful to put it back.

Lionel, who had been chosen by the previous Duke of Regulus to serve the Duke of Orville when he was just a little boy, when he was young, he was as naughty and innocent as a common child, even if he seemed unpredictable today.

He was the only one who could persuade him, and he was the only one who dared."Lord Duke," Lionel said, bending down in obeisance, "Chad has indeed done wrong and deserves to be punished. But he is a veteran of the domain, and has accompanied His Highness from childhood to the present day. The boy is honest and simple-minded, and would surely not be able to do such a thing as seek glory by betraying his master."

Orville turned his back and grunted coldly.

Lionel continued, "If that barbed iron whip falls, even if Chad's body is made of iron, he will be crippled. The territory has never kept waste, not to mention the fact that His Highness has spent a lot of effort in training Chad over the years, so why not leave him alive and let him strive for merit in the future as a way to redeem himself?"

Orville looked as if he had been persuaded, and Lionel immediately struck while the iron was hot, going to fetch a leather whip and replacing the iron one in the Duke's hand.

"Fifty lashes," the Duke said blandly, "for your good service over the years."

Chad bowed down in gratitude for the Duke's lightening of his sentence.

Seeing that Orville had handed down the punishment, Lionel again stepped forward: "Your Highness, this foolish pupil was brought up by my own hands, and now that he has committed such a great wrong, it is my fault that I have not been able to discipline him.This flogging of fifty, why not let the subordinate himself execute it to punish the erring pupil, and not to trouble the Duke."

Orville didn't say a word, just tossed the whip in his hand and sat himself down in an armchair in front of the round table, as if he was going to watch the torture.

Chad straightened up and knelt on the ground, letting Lionel drop whip after whip.

The Duke was sitting in front of him, and even if Lionel wanted to hit him lightly, he couldn't make it too obvious and anger Orville.So he carefully mastered the strength of the swing of the whip, so that when the whip fell, the skin was broken and blood flowed, but it did not hurt the meridians or bones.

Chad held back the pain, the bruises on the corners of his forehead and the backs of his hands were showing, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, but he still didn't dare to grunt, he just gasped for air.

Soon Chad's back was branded with streaks of blood, beads of blood oozing from the wounds, soaking through his clothes in no time and spreading like a mist of blood into the air with the swing of the whip.

Chad felt the smell of blood filling his mouth and nose.At the fall of the forty-seventh whip, the Duke rose and exited the chambers of the inner court.

At the forty-ninth whip, Chad could not hold back any longer and leaned over slightly, vomiting blood from his throat, but swallowed it back for fear of staining the entire cut marble floor. On the fiftieth whip, Chad finally collapsed.

He inclined her head, half her face pressed against the cold floor, and through the half-opened side door she saw the cold, sharp half-formed profile of the Duke.

Orville did not look her way and disappeared from her sight in a few steps.