MY FILTHY MOUTH'S COMEBACK

RUFUS was devastated when His Majesty and His Holiness explained the situation to him after he returned.

He already caught the doctors who pronounced his daughter's death earlier. But since his priority right now was his family, he let his vice-captain handle the interrogation for now. He didn't expect to be greeted with some terrible news after returning though.

"Is that the only way to save Hanna, Your Majesty? Your Holiness?" Rufus, seated on the sofa while hugging the sobbing Amber close to him, asked in a cracked voice. "Is cutting off her legs the only way for her to live?"

He had met admirable amputated people in his life.

Of course, he knew that Hanna would still do well even without her legs. He had faith in his daughter after all. Moreover, losing limbs wouldn't make anyone less of a person.