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POV: A certain countrys minister

My na is Samuel Lauros, I am a minister of the Garnet Kingdom, in the Southern Archipelago.

More precisely, I was a minister.

Several months ago, the Garnet Kingdom was taken over by a foreign country and had been effectively dismantled: my old title had little to no aning anymore.

Garnet had been destroyed by the Lion Kingdom, a pirate country.

We had always been at odds with the outlaw state; in recent years, however, they gained unimaginable military power, enough to defeat and take over our kingdom.

We tried opposing them, naturally: the soldiers fought with everything they had, using all the arrows, gunpowder, and everything else at their disposal.

Because of this, we were actually successful in repelling the first wave of invading pirate ships, despite their massive numbers.

When that man appeared on the Lion Kingdoms side, however, the situation changed dramatically.

The frontlines were breached in a matter of monts: the pirate forces spread to the capital as quickly and relentlessly as wildfire.

Eventuallythe royal capital fell, and the whole kingdom was under the pirates control.

Garnet thus beca a colony, but the invaders governance was unexpectedly peaceful.

The Lion Kingdom soldiers were well disciplined, almost unnaturally so. There were no episodes of violence or robbery towards the Garnet citizens, and the amount of tributes they requested was fairly moderate.

On the contrary, the new governnt even removed all corrupt nobles and dishonest rchants: the rotten underbelly of the kingdom was purified, improving public safety as a whole.

The only real problem was in the royal palace the existence of the man left in charge of the new governnt.

WAAAAHHHH!!!

A mans scream echoed in the royal halls.

This historical building of the Garnet royal family, an imposing sanctuary of white marble, had been turned into a chamber of torture.

Stop! Soone, anyone, help!!!

Kh

Hearing such desperate pleas, I couldnt help but grimace.

The man, his hands and legs tied, was pinned to the floor in a cross shape, completely naked.

Andon his body slithered several venomous snakes.

The snakes ca from our kingdoms forests: their poison would inflict paralysis to the whole body, making it impossible to breathe, thus leading to ten minutes of agony, followed by death.

With such lethal snakes on his body, the man was obviously scared out of his wits.

(How cruel)

Is anything the matter, minister? You do not look well.

Its n-nothing

The man who expressed concern towards my state was none other than the perpetrator of the torture.

He was the mastermind behind the fall of Garnet, whom the Lion Kingdom left in charge of the new governnt.

A pirate nad Captain Drake.

Drakes muscular body was scorched by the sun, as expected of a man of the sea: he had curly black hair, reaching all the way down to his waist.

He had well-proportioned, chiseled features, emanating a sort of dangerous charm, like only an outlaw could.

Sitting on the royal throne with his legs crossed, he was the picture of a barbarian king.

This man is truly resilient, I must say. Dont you think his efforts are worthy of praise?

Yes.

I lowered my head, to hide my expression.

I, forr minister of the Garnet Kingdom, was now a subordinate of this man.

Anyone in this kingdom would call a filthy traitor, yet I did not wish for this position: my family was taken hostage to force into it.

GWAAAHHHH!!!

Hmmthats it, huh.

Aah!

The man tied on the floor was finally bit by a snake. He writhed and squird, eventually foaming at the mouth and drawing his last breath.

Drake looked coldly at the man, now completely still, then shook his head with a sigh.

And another toys brokenget a new one, and fast.

under, stood.

What should we do with the next one? Maybe make them drink boiling water. If they can down a whole barrel, Ill spare them.

.

There was no way they could be spared. I clenched my teeth, desperately suppressing my anger.

Under Drakes rule, the forr Garnet Kingdom was going through a period of relative peace.

If sothing were to tarnish this mans mood, however, the country would surely turn into hell on earth.

In order to appease this man, I am forced to bring him toy after toy, victim after victim.

To bring my beloved citizens to torture and inevitable death was a brutal fate for as well.

Governorwhy do you do such things?

Hm?

Drake turned towards , squinting his eyes in surprise.

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