Dark humor is a gift by the Purgatory's keeper. Enjoy !!!
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"I'm ba~ck..So, how are you all doing ?"
My Supreme King. Pretty good. Those two Finally stopped crying.
"Okay...Feels like you went through hell, Butler."
It isn't just a feeling, my Supreme King.
"I...I get it, Butler. Say no more. I am here now. Rest up a bit."
My Supreme King, thank you. Call me if you need anything.
"So, what did you two do to my Butler ?"
Raph: Nothing. I'm your slave. I can't attack anyone as I want now.
Farmas: You...Were you serious with that question of yours ?
"Of course, Very.. And the question was not to you, but her. What is your answer ?"
Raph: I refuse.
Farmas: And we will die if needed.
"Die...if needed. You will just end your life for nothing. I did that once, and I lost a very good woman. Anyway, leave it. I'm letting you go."
Raph: Re..Really ?!
Farmas: Thanks !!!
"Hey ! I never said you could go."
Raph: But..?
Farmas: What else do you need from us ? We don't have anything. You took our kingdom from us.
"Physically, maybe not. But your knowledge will be pretty useful out there. I'm planning to go on a trip soon. And I will need you two to guide me."
Raph: You...A world trip....?
Farmas: Why can't you just free us ?
"You know, you have been talking informally to me for quite some time now. Did you perhaps forget who I was ? Don't misunderstand something. Your wife is still my slave. I authorized to call me however she wants since she is mine now. But you, you are just an enemy in my kingdom. I could easily blast you off. So, I advise to lower your head when talking to me."
Farmas: I am sorry for my actions, King Noir.
"Its okay, kiddo. Let's continue to converse, shall we ? It is pretty fun..."
To be continued...