Dale trembled in fear after realizing that he had offended the legate.

‘What the…’

Both men were overcome by fear as they knelt.

Looking at Rupert, Adrian looked at a guy next to the former and said, “Hand me your rod.”

The guy dared not disobey the legate’s command and handed over his weapon. Grabbing it tight, Adrian threw a huge swing at Rupert’s face.

“Argh!” Rupert sprawled onto the floor, teeth and blood flying out of his mouth.

“Please forgive me, sir! I was just doing as I was told!” he screamed as he trembled.

“You were just doing as you were told, eh?” Adrian snickered and continued, “I think you’re just taking advantage of your status to flex your authority though.”

Adrian swung the rod once more after saying this, causing Rupert’s face to become very badly bruised.

Dale did not dare utter a single word despite how badly Rupert was crying out. In this way, he thought he would be able to escape being punished, but Adrian suddenly swung the stick at his face as well.