Sorry, the Patricidal Tyrant Seems Beastly (1 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 103

“I want to gouge my eyes out.”

This awkwardness burrowed deep into Tatante’s bones. He’d seen it all with his eyes wide open. He even wanted to deny that fact itself. Tatante swallowed the discomfort down his throat and endured it.

“In my youth, I barely spoke and honestly just wandered battlefields, killing monsters. I’ve changed a lot since then.”

“What were you like back then?”

“You mean when I was young?”

“Yes. I’ve never actually seen you during that time.”

He’d only heard stories about how he’d grown up—he’d never been there to witness it himself.

“I barely spoke. Always kept my mouth tightly shut, lost in who knows what thoughts. Maybe because he seemed like someone merely clinging to life without purpose? Had there been no one holding him close, he surely would’ve taken his own life.”

Benjamin scolded Tatante with a look, telling him to stop talking nonsense. Well, it wasn’t as if that hadn’t been true, was it? Tatante chuckled in reply.

The three of them sat together quietly in the reception room, sharing a pot of tea.

“It’s a sudden shower.”

“The sound of rain is quite pleasant.”

Pitter-patter—the raindrops falling on the roof grew heavier.

“I’ve also brought a gift for His Majesty.”

Tatante pulled out a dog bone.

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