Chapter 40 Prison_3

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Apel's voice seemed to have a magical effect. Although Adam was glaring, panting heavily, and his face was blood red, he clamped his mouth shut.

Among the captive officers, only Apel and Asko could earn a full portion of bread; the other prisoners who refused to work could only get half. When Adam was dizzy with hunger, it was Apel who always shared his bread with him. So when Apel spoke, Adam complied even though he did so reluctantly.

"Stop disgracing yourself!" Apel said sternly, "If you want to die, go kill yourself. If someone truly wants to die, who can stop them? Sit down!"

Adam felt his nose tingle, the tears swirling in his eyes, as he walked back to the corner, defeated, and sat down on the floor. The clinking of his chains made a cold sound.

"Winters." Istvan leaned against the prison door, asking with a playful smile, "You don't really expect to subdue us with this sort of method, do you?"