Chapter 82 Eve of Enlightenment

"Ah, ah, ah, ah——"

The piercing screams reverberated within the "Confinement Room", yet they were imprisoned by the thick walls within this not-too-large room.

Seated in his wheelchair, Fran ordered his subordinates to pull out the fingernails one by one from the handless person tied up in front of him in an Exodia-like posture. Although he couldn't understand the other's curses, the pained howls were the only medicine that could soothe Fran's own soul.

But today, no matter how ghastly the screams from his victim were, Fran found it hard to feel even a bit of peace. It was as if his usually favorite song had suddenly become as unpleasant to the ears as noise.

Nonetheless, Fran did not order his men to stop. Watching the scars being branded onto the other's body, he began to think more clearly.

He was not oblivious to the reason behind his current predicament—

His position was being threatened.