had been staring at the triplets, without blinking his eyes nor changing his composure.



There was nothing but grave silence



After a while, Hiro spoke to Loro with a forced smile. 



“ Jeeez, It's not fun at all.
Untie him.” 



“Untie him.” 



“Untie him.” 



Just as Loro was about to take his hands off Vickiard's mouth. 






A sudden scream was heard. 



It wasn't the breathtaking sound of Vikir, nor was it the sound of struggle. 



Blood started to pour out from Loro's index finger. 






Vikir spat out a finger from his mouth. 



And he grinned at the triplets in front of him. 



“ I'm going to have a stomach ache due to the finger?” 




Seeing Vikir smiling bashfully with a lot of thick blood on his lips, the faces of the triplets turned pale in an instant.



“Then, Hiro chewed out.” 



“…Hmph! That's not scary at all!”



“…I'm not scared!” 



“…I'm scared!” 



The last comment was not in sync like usual. 



As Hiro and Viro turned their heads, Loro lifted his palm and sniffled. 



“It was my fingers that got bitten!” 



The triplets began to get flustered.



Seeing blood is familiar to the children of Baskerville. 



However, the story is a little different when it comes to flesh that has been ripped off, along with broken bone fragments. 



The guys who were always in sync began to move out of sync. 



The eldest, Hiro, comforted the youngest, Loro. 



“Geez, calm down, bro, let's go to the nurse's office and ask her to put the finger back.” 



“Let's do it.” 



Quick, quick!” 



Viro carried Loro. 



When Hiro quickly reached out and was about to open the door. 



“Who said you could leave?” 



Vikir blocked their path. 



Hiro's grim expression got distorted. 






Of course, the distorted expression never stayed for long. 






Because Vikir's fist flew in and broke all his nose bones and teeth. 



Hiro lay on the floor with his hands wrapped around his face. 


Viro just stood there with a blank expression on his face, but soon turned his chin immediately at Vikir's incoming kick. 















All three of them screamed, groaned, and cried in different sounds. 



Vikir said, slithering in front of the door. 



“You will be crippled for the rest of your life if you don't get proper treatment within the next hour.
But I don't think you'll be able to get out of this room today.” 



“You will always remember my name when your teeth, jaws, and fingers start to ache.” 



The triplets stared at Vikir with fear.



'The brutal nature of the past nine years in Baskerville has not gone anywhere……But they're still children.’ 



Vikir grinned. 



If there is a person who doesn't listen to the winner, he’s no different than a corpse. 



This was Hugo Baskerville's view of parenting, and furthermore, it was the code of conduct for the entire Baskerville family.






Hiro, the eldest brother, mustered up his courage and rushed towards Vikir, with a dagger in his hand.









Hiro's dagger was not able to draw a single drop of blood, even though it properly pierced into Vikir's body.



“ …uh?” 



Hiro had a blank expression on his face. 



Vikir's chest, which had touched the dagger, seemed to have turned black, but soon it returned back to its normal skin color. 



Due to the protection of the Styx, Vikir's body has reached a level of indestructibility at the age of only 8. 






The sound was similar to when the dagger was pierced earlier, but the result was completely different. 




Hiro sat down feeling that all his remaining teeth were completely broken. 



It happened in just two punches. 






The clattering sounds of tears, runny nose, saliva, blood, air bubbles, and teeth within the mouth could be heard. 



A dark shadow of Viktor was cast upon the three trembling twins who were clutching their faces, jaws, and fingers.






A dagger was thrown in front of the shaking triplets. 



But no one had any thought about it. 



Instinctively everyone knew that if they grab it, their situation will get even worse. 



The triplets kneeled on the floor without even raising their heads and were only dripping blood, tears, saliva, and cold sweat.



All three seem to have wet their pants from pain and fear. 



At that time, Vikir said. 



“There is only one brother who can get out of this room alive.” 



The expressions of the triplets suddenly changed as they found a strand of hope, so they urgently asked. 












Vikir's answer to that was simple. 



“From now on, you guys have to decide on it.” 



At the same moment, the eyes of the triplets converged on the dagger in the center. 



Baskerville's triplets began to split from the inside.

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