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Tom's voice was filled with despair and pleading, he had completely forgotten his pride and arrogance, and only wanted to exchange everything he had for his family's safety. He said hoarsely, "Lord Mario, I'm sorry, it's my fault, all of this is my fault. It doesn't matter how you punish me, I beg you, please don't... don't hurt my family!" Every word he spoke was filled with deep regret and fear, each sentence seemed to be his final struggle and plea for mercy.
However, Mario paid no attention to Tom's pleas, he continued to leisurely lie on the recliner, enjoying the warm sunshine, not even bothering to turn his head to look at Tom. This indifferent attitude made it seem as if Tom's pain and despair were insignificant to him, not worth wasting his time and energy.
This scene vividly demonstrates Mario's ruthless and absolute power. In his world, the pleas and suffering of the weak cannot elicit even a shred of sympathy from him. Only the will and power games of the strong are what he values. Tom's helpless struggle not only fails to garner any sympathy or understanding, but instead becomes background noise for Mario to enjoy leisurely time in the sun.
Tom's despair and pleas reach an unprecedented level as he kneels on the cold floor, seeking help from Toad. His forehead repeatedly hits the hard ground, each time bringing excruciating pain. Blood flows from his forehead, dripping onto the ground, mixing with his tears. Tom's voice is so hoarse that he can barely speak, repeatedly saying, "Lord Toad, please... I beg of you... my family... I'm willing to do anything... just please protect them..." His hands weakly grasp Toad's pants leg, tears flowing incessantly, as he falls into the depths of despair.
However, faced with Tom's almost desperate plea, Toad responded with cold ruthlessness. He simply stared at Tom with indifference, his eyes devoid of any sympathy or compassion, but rather filled with disdain and scorn. A cold smile even tugged at the corners of Toad's mouth, as if mocking Tom's helplessness and foolishness. To Toad, Tom's despair was nothing more than a familiar and insignificant drama, unworthy of his assistance.
Tom was filled with despair, and as he looked up through blurry tears at Toad's indifferent face, he finally realized that his plea was in vain. In this world controlled by power, the fate of the weak was never in their own hands. Tom's grief and despair were nothing more than another form of entertainment for someone like Toad.
Toad mercilessly kicked his leg, forcefully shaking off Tom's tightly held hands as if getting rid of something dirty. He coldly rebuked Tom: "Look at you! Disgusting like a dog! As a servant of the court, you should pay more attention to your words and actions! Shameful!" Toad's voice was filled with contempt and disgust, showing no sympathy for Tom's desperate plea, but rather a great deal of aversion and disdain.
Tom stumbled on the ground, filled with confusion and fear from such ruthless rejection and insult. He looked up at Mario, then at Toad, not understanding why his sincere plea had resulted in such cold and heartless treatment. A sense of helplessness surged within him, not understanding to what extent these two men wanted to push him. Tom felt an unprecedented loneliness and despair, realizing that in this world dominated by power and indifference, his fate seemed to have been predetermined to a tragic end.
Mario turned around leisurely, reclining on the lounge chair with a lazy posture, wearing sunglasses and a carefree expression. The warm sunlight slid over him and cast a long shadow on the ground, like a dark cloth quietly covering Tom's shrunken body. This shadow seemed to symbolize Mario's power and indifference, completely enveloping Tom and causing him to feel an indescribable sense of oppression and despair.
Watching Toad treat Tom coldly, Mario wore a playful smile on his face, seemingly enjoying the scene before him. He teasingly said, "Well, Toad, I've never seen you so tough before. What's wrong, not in a good mood today?" His voice carried a hint of mockery and frivolity, as if the whole situation was just an amusing drama for him, and Tom and Toad were merely pawns for him to pass the time.
Toad felt unprecedented pressure under the cold mockery of Mario. He knew very well that in front of Mario, any small mistake could become the reason for his downfall. So, he quickly knelt in front of Mario, his forehead pressed tightly against the cold floor, his voice filled with deep self-blame and fear: "Sir... it's because I didn't teach well enough that this annoying little dog keeps barking! I'm sorry, sir!" Toad's forehead began to rhythmically touch the ground, each bow revealing his absolute loyalty and fear of Mario.
Mario watched Toad's performance of bowing, a satisfied smile on his face, seemingly quite pleased with Toad's display. His laughter became more unrestrained with each of Toad's bows: "Alright, alright! Toad, this little dog just needs a bit more training, no need to blame yourself too much." Mario's words were full of cynicism and contempt, as if they were not discussing a living person, but just an animal in need of training.
Toad heard Mario's words and breathed a sigh of relief, but his forehead was already covered with red marks, showing how panicked and flustered he had been just now. This scene further highlights Mario's absolute authority in this world, as well as the deep helplessness and despair of Toad and Tom, the court servants. In this game of power, they can only continue to find their own place in Mario's laughter.
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