Chapter 57. Labor Will Set You Free

Though slightly bad taste, it’s always enjoyable to see the enemy despair.

Not just because of personal matters or life's hardships.

The kind of despair shown by someone whose plans and strategies have gone awry, leaving them with nothing but ruin. The outpouring of emotion stemming from their circumstances and humiliation, where they have no choice but to accept defeat.

The reason? Nothing special.

Seeing them in such a state gives me a sense of accomplishment, a feeling of victory. It fosters pride, making me think, 'Just how well did I do to break them like this?'

So, for example... like his Excellency, Duke Barrelmunt, standing outside the Duke's Castle.

"H-How did you get here?"

Me, casually sitting atop the castle wall, munching on hardtack.

The Duke, leading his ragged remnants of an army, panting and disheveled.

Quite a contrasting picture, wouldn't you say? Just a few years ago, our positions were almost reversed...