Moonlight

The room was silent, with the tranquility that hadn't been experienced since the prison was built and put to use.

Caesar stood still, composed like a statue made of jade. Francis' cane clattered to the floor. Eugenie's grip on Lola's hand loosened.

Under the influence of the drug, Lola's brain was severely numbed, leaving her expression blank. Her blinking slowed, her lips relaxed, and her breathing became steady like a delicate doll's.

But the words that came from her mouth were far from delicate: "...General Caesar also wants me to kiss him, but a simple kiss won't do. He wants me to do it like I'm eating a roast piglet, and he even wants me to lift my skirt—"

Before she could say any more, Caesar strode over, his face grave, and forcefully covered Lola's mouth. "Shut up."

Francis seemed intrigued. "General Caesar, this seems to be the most important part."

Eugenie subconsciously rebutted, "...This is false."

Caesar's face was expressionless as he looked down at Lola, her mout