神奇影院

Chapter 1390 - An Insulted Man!

--Klant Town, Empire of Czar, Romain.--

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In a massive empty room, a loud stream of curses echoed across the hallways, just as expected.

For the last couple of months, it was customary to hear the screams almost every moment of the day.

Many only shook their heads wryly, going about their businesses.

While others acted as though they didn\'t hear a thing, carrying laundry, drinking tea, having their meal like it was just the don\'t howling away.

"What a good day." A person commented.

You\'d think by now, the person screaming would\'ve lost his voice or hurt his throat.

Many had secretly placed bets on this matter, saying that \'this month would be his last screaming month.\'

Late October, November, December, January, February, March, April, now mid-May...

Every month, they thought the person would break his throat or something.

However, who could\'ve predicted that this guy had the strongest neck and throat of all?

What a guy!

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"Let me out! Let me out now! This is my town palace! Do you sh**heads think you can get away with this? Damn you! Damn you and your master!"

In a very grand guest Bedroom chamber, everything, except for the bed, its beddings, and curtains, were taken out.

And the big man on the bed was also chained with the thickest shackle he had ever seen.

What was even crazier was how long the chains were.

So insane!

You have to know that he was currently in the guest bedroom wing on the 2nd floor or one of his many buildings in the estate.

Of course, each floor was as tall as 2-stories... Except for the first floor that was as tall as 2.5 stories instead

When one steps in, they would be treated with a tall and open space, looking at the ceiling high up.

This was a sign of luxury!

That said, though he was on the second floor, one could say he was on the 4th or 5th floor based on modern earth home heights.

Not to talk of the fact that he was now in a guest wing, which in itself was similar to a separate 2 story building since it had its own hall and 5 rooms; 3 below the strain and 2 above.

In short, the space was grand.

F***!

These bastards red his left ankle to the stairway in the wing, opposite his grand room.

That is, they passed the chain severally along the stairway, leading to the wing\'s balcony, overlooking the wing\'s hall.

And just opposite his balcony was the room he was in.

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They created a cone-shaped hole at the very bottom of the wooden door, allowing the chain to pass through.

The space was just enough for the thick chains.

But this alone wasn\'t what made him crazy!

With the hole there, they could somewhat hear into the chambers if he tried to do anything crazy.

But in his case, even if he heard their words, he couldn\'t understand them at all!

Dammit! What sort of language was that?

He spoke Roma. However, these people were talking gibberish.

That\'s right.

The soldiers weren\'t speaking Pyron but English.

With the Morgs being the leading force in this world, it also means that their language is something many would learn to know the enemy better.

It can be said that any language similar to Morgany\'s was the leading language in the world.

And Pyron had 95~99% similarities to it.

Just some spellings and flange differed. .that was it.

They feared that he might know Pyron and continuously spoke only English.

And whenever the doctors came in, wanting to disguise something important, they would take them to one of the other guest rooms, which they turned into an office, by the way.

It can be said that the only time they allowed him to step out was when they had to take him to the bathroom.

What was insulting was the way they allowed him to relieve himself?

F***!

As someone of his status, he had his private toilet in his main building.

He sat on the stone platform and pooped into the hole.

Whatever happens to the sh** after that was done with his business was none of his concern.

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Also, he had the family sponge that he sometimes shared with his wives to wipe his ass.

That\'s right.

The women felt it a privilege, fighting over who would use it.

Everyone wanted to use the golden sponge... Even his only son and daughters.

Of course, except for his last daughter, the others had come of age and moved out long ago.

His son was in the prestigious Knighthood Academy in the Capital. And his daughters were married off to other bones scattered around the empire, all for the sake of benefits.

No one cared about those who would be tasked with cleaning the sponges. All they focused on was using the golden sponge.

Of course, sometimes, they also popped in buckets and dumped sponges in there, wanting to punish some slaves, maids, or people to clean it up.

There were also times that they forced others to eat their sh**.

Everything was normal and seemed to scream: I\'m powerful, and I can do what I want!

However, since these bastards came, things changed.

The first month they arrived, they forced him, of all people, to clean up his sh** and also clean his sponge.

And even though they gave him strange blue gloves he had never seen before (cleaning gloves), he was not grateful but wanted to hack them to pieces instead.

Those gloves weren\'t made of fabric and didn\'t seem to allow water to pass through them.

What sort of material were they from?

Ivo felt they should be no doubt priceless... But that was beside the point!

If word got out that he did such a thing, how would he be able to maintain his reputation?

Rather than calling him Ivo the Terrible, they might start calling him Ivo the sh** cleaner!

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Ahhh~~~

Ivo held his head in horror.

Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!

Whenever he thought of those times, he just wanted the ground to open up.

Revenge! Revenge! He wanted Revenge!