"Ah?"
Baron Edmund was clearly taken aback for a moment, not understanding the meaning of Rod's words, and could only nod in response,
"No problem, I'll have the kitchen prepare it for you!"
"Okay."
Rod replied softly, continuing to eat the dessert, completely ignoring the man on the floor.
The man on the floor grew increasingly anxious. While he was still hesitating, Vivian pushed the door open and walked in.
"Sir, she confessed."
"Alright, then this man is of no use."
Rod waved his hand and looked at Baron Edmund, "Could you have your guards kill him and throw him outside to feed the wolves?"
"Alright."
Baron Edmund waved his hand, and Caluze personally stepped forward to seize the man.
"Spare me, sir!"
The man shouted loudly, full of fear, "I'll talk! I'll say everything!"
"Don't kill me!"
"I said earlier, whoever speaks first will survive."
Rod shook his head helplessly, "As nobility, we must keep our word. You have no chance now."
