"Hold up!" The emperor stopped them.
"What are you doing? It's just a prosthetic leg. You can chop it off as much as you want if it can let me recover!" Ternius snarled.
"U-Uncle." The emperor scratched the back of his head. The idea was good, but the one who did it should be considered.
"What? Have you been playing emperor too much?" Ternius shook his head helplessly. "The past you would have gone all the way to me while bringing a saw. You will look at me with those sinister eyes and chop it off yourself."
The emperor was speechless. The most ridiculous thing about what he said was the fact that he couldn't retort at all.
Yes, he would probably do it that way if he were still the same person.
Ternius sighed and waved his hand. "Very well. I'm going to ignore you."
Without hesitation, Ternius raised his hand and channeled his energy to the tip of his finger and cut the leg himself.
It wasn't a clean cut because of his position, resulting in blood splattered on the bed.
