Cries of pain could be heard then. Naoto’s entire body was twitching as white foam seeped out of his mouth. He seemed like he was in deep pain, as if someone had stabbed him through the heart.

The arrogant, heinous, and brutal Naoto was in agony.

He could only scream and tremble using the last of his strength. He couldn’t even beg for mercy.

A sight like this was way worse than death.

“Young Master Takei!”

“What’s going on here?!”

“Does that kid know witchcraft?!”

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