Early in the morning, Ashe came to where we were being punished. She boldly said, "Because someone broke the rule by going around at night voluntarily, but that person was not arrested, so everyone will be fined. The amount of work is doubled today. Everyone has ten minutes to return to their room and change clothes."
As soon as Ashe finished speaking, there were many whispers and lamentations. People were standing all night and not getting enough sleep. Their strength was almost exhausted. Even a hunter with endurance like me felt tired and had aching feet.
A few people pleaded with Ashe. They promised to make up for the work another day. But Ashe disagreed. She yelled and chased them away.
I also returned to my room. Lying on the bed, I didn't want to move even a little; my body had no strength. Just thinking about weeding by hand makes me want to die.
Thinking like that doesn't mean I really want to die. I have witnessed many deaths, so I always cherish my life. Most of all, humans are resilient; even on the verge of extinction, people will not give up the search for life. As a hunter, I have to be even stronger. I won't let myself die quickly.
I regained my composure, got up, and went to the shower. Last night, Ashe brought me a new servant uniform, so I have no reason to refuse to wear the servant uniform.
After I finished, I followed the old path to the back garden. The sun had come out a little, but the air was still murky and cold. Ashe isn't here; she must be doing something else. That's fine, and I don't want to see her stern face.
I find a dry spot next to a dry tree. Then I sat on the ground, straightened my legs, and massaged it. I don't care about dirt, anyway; I've been through much dirtier situations than that; a little bit of land doesn't make me shy.
Sitting for a while, I leaned back against a dry tree. Fatigue enveloped me, my eyelids heavy and slowly closing.
I slept like that until Ashe's scream rang in my ears.
"Wake up! How irritating! You're such a dog." And then, an incredible, stinky feeling hit me right in the face, making me jump to my feet.
My whole body was wet. The smell of dirty house cleaner streaked straight into my nasal cavity. Before I could react, something hard hit my head, and I staggered.
I tried to keep my balance so as not to fall. The aluminum bucket rolls around beside my feet. It turns out she used it to hit me in the head.
As a hunter, I made the most serious mistake of letting my guard down. I slept so profoundly that I didn't know Ashe was coming near me. If the person approaching me were some crazy werewolf, I would have died under its claws.
Usually, I am always alert and sensitive to everything around me. No matter how harsh a situation is, I will always be on high alert and not sleep for too long. But just being here for one day made me so exhausted that I fell asleep. My ability may have decreased.
I let my guard down once and was harmed by Mira. Now, I'm making that basic mistake again. If my adoptive father found out about this, he would be disappointed in me.
Ashe's gloating laugh rang out, "punishment for the lazy."
The dirty water in my hair ran into my eyes, causing my eyes to hurt, the image in front of my eyes blurred, but I still glared at Ashe.
"Insolent! Don't look at me like that! You should remember you are just a lowly, vile, enslaved person. I can kill you at any time. Despicable human! Fuck you!..." Ashe scolded in an energetic and aggressive. She is no longer afraid of me like she was yesterday. After sleeping for one night, the memory of yesterday must have been wiped from her head.
My ears are burning, and my head is a little dizzy, maybe because hunger has affected my mind. I didn't hear her say the following sentences, but from the shape of her mouth, I knew those words were very vulgar.
I clenched my fist, trying to control my anger. If I kill her here, I will be killed too. I wouldn't put my precious life on the scale with a bastard like her.
"The next time you're lazy, I'll chop off your finger... go see Sir Charles..."
In the end, I only heard a few more broken sentences, and Ashe turned to leave. She didn't even pick up the bucket of water from the ground.
Charles? Why should I see him? When I think of him, I am reminded that I was nearly killed twice at his hands. That cold and emotionless face was etched in my mind. It made me shiver involuntarily.
Remember the moment he called my name? At that time, I seemed dumbfounded because I was so surprised. Luckily he didn't see my panicked expression because I lowered my head. When I calmed down and pretended to have amnesia, he strangled me without warning.
He was like a madman, like a roaring volcano that couldn't tell when the lava would erupt. It's so scary!
He already knows that my name is Aliyah; he must also know that I am a hunter. So I'm the most prominent suspect in last night's story.
Will he interrogate me again? Worst of all, he could kill me. What should I do?
I looked up at the window on the fifth floor nervously, thinking about how to deal with Charles. After thinking carefully, I left the courtyard.
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*POV Charles
Last night, I was patrolling near the border with an army. I returned to the base at about 6:30 am. My subordinates told me about a suspicious person breaking in at night.
I was already sluggish due to staying up at night when I heard those useless subordinates say they couldn't catch the intruder, and my mood worsened.
"I am sorry, sir! I was careless, so the intruder hit me from behind, and I fainted. I didn't see his face. I will take the punishment." The soldier with a bandage on his head stood solemnly and said. Even though he tried to stay calm, I could still hear the trembling in his voice.
I did not answer that soldier. My gaze drifted to the maid, who was kneeling on the floor. She doesn't pretend to be strong like the soldier. Her body trembled as my gaze swept over her.
"I'm sorry, sorry... I... I can't see that person's face either... it's too dark... I only see a white shadow... please, don't punish me. .. I'm sorry... I will work more... please..." the maid cried and said in a sobbing voice. She even banged her head on the floor to beg.
I felt no pity; I even found it annoying to hear the crying early in the morning.
I glanced at Dante, who was standing solemnly beside me. He was the commander at this base while I was away. Dante saw me frown and understood what I was thinking. He sternly ordered the guard outside the room to "take this slave to Ashe to handle!""No, no... please, don't make me... I don't want to go... please... no... don't come near me... Nooooo..."The maid was gagged and dragged out of the room."What about this soldier?" Dante asked my opinion again."It's up to you to handle it!" I replied coldly. I want to avoid getting involved in small things like punishing my subordinates. Dante said yes and ordered the soldier to leave the room.At this point, only Dante and I were left in the room. I asked, "Isn't there a camera in the hallway?""It was installed in the past, but most of the base's technological equipment was damaged during the last riot. I sent a request to the center pack for assistance repairing and installing new equipment, but The money sent here is only half the r
After bathing for more than an hour, I calmed down. I changed into a neat and clean outfit and returned to my office.As soon as I entered the room, I was met with the image of a disheveled Aliyah sitting on the sofa. Her whole body was still wet, her hair messy, and her clothes and face smeared with dirt. In her hand, she was holding a half-bite apple; her fingers were still covered with mud, and her mouth was chewing. When she saw me, she was startled, hiding the hand holding the apple behind her back.I was dumbfounded for a few seconds. Even Ryan had no words to say when he saw this scene.Although I'm a cleanliness fan, I wouldn't like dirty things. Except when on the battlefield, I always want everything around me to be clean and tidy.When I saw Aliyah lying in the grass, I asked Ashe to tell her to take a shower before coming here to meet me. Because I'm afraid the dirt on her body will spill into my room. But now, it's not just mud; the dirty water on her body has wet my sofa
*POV AliyahOut of Charles' room, my heart still pounding, my hands shaking slightly with fear. Thinking back to when I had aggressively asked Charles to kill me, I felt so stupid. At that time, I was too excited to say those crazy things. If he really kills me, what should I do?I am stupid! I still know how to control my emotions in all cases, but I don't understand why when I meet Charles, I become so out of control of my feelings. He is obnoxious. I can tolerate anyone, but I don't want to put up with him at all.I was about to return to the lawn to continue working, but my stomach rumbling made me depressed. I could have taken the apple, but because I was angry, I left it. God, what stupid thing did I do?After thinking for a while, I decided to go to Serena's infirmary. I need some painkillers and some food to fight this hunger.Standing outside in the hallway, I heard many murmurs in the infirmary. There may be a lot of people in the room. They are all women."Ghost! Really? Th
Building B is small and much worse than the main building: old dark walls, many small cracks, murky air, and a musty smell. As soon as I entered the lobby, I could smell the food. I immediately followed the scent to the kitchen. Opening the door at the end of the hallway, I met eyes with a large, crowded, and noisy dining room. All the enslaved people and soldiers are gathered here for dinner. Everyone is focused on eating and chatting with friends, so no one notices me. Looking around, I didn't see Ashe, but I did see Serena in the crowd. She was sitting at a table with a bunch of enslaved women. Serena seemed to notice my gaze and looked up. She immediately stood up and walked towards me. “Did you come here for dinner? Come on, sit with us.” Serena said enthusiastically. I shook my head, refusing Serena's invitation, "No, I'm here looking for Ashe; she asked me to come to the kitchen to find her." Serena's eyes widened in surprise, "You've gone wrong. Ashe was only in the kitch
"Is this Sir Charles's orders? How strange!" The man was as surprised as I was. He eyed me from top to bottom to find out what was so special about me that Charles had to ask me to serve him.Ashe glanced at me; perhaps she was wondering the same thing as the man. But when she saw my stricken state, she had just been beaten, and she said contemptuously, "It's not very attractive either; you must be the new slave, and Sir Charles wants to test you.""All right! Hurry up and wash your face. Sir Charles won't like to see you like this. If you make him unhappy, it may involve us being punished." The man worriedly said."The toilet is over here. Hurry up!" Ashe also rushed to urge me.I dragged my body to the toilet. Looking in the mirror, I saw the side of my face was red and swollen, the five-finger mark imprinted on the skin of my face. How strong that slap was to make my face look so shallow.I wash my face in cool water. Even just touching the water, I felt my face hurt. So I don't da
Ashe quickly cleaned and left. I was confused because I didn't know what to do at this time. Suddenly, Charles said, "Get me another bottle of whiskey.""Okay!" I said and left. I don't want to be near Charles either. Near him, I just felt dangerous and stuffy. Just thinking that he could kill me at any time that I could not protest made me feel highly uncomfortable, weak, and useless.Going to the kitchen, only a man talked with Ashe and me. Everyone seems to have finished dinner, so he is cleaning the kitchen.He saw me and asked, "What's the matter?" Does Sir Charles need something more? ”I went over and said, "Give me another bottle of whiskey. I was not careful, so I broke the bottle of whiskey before.”“Oh, my God! Really? Why are you so clumsy? Does Sir Charles punish you?” The man was stunned."I do not know! Maybe or not." I answered indifferently. I also don't understand what Charles wants; He is tough to guess.The man was about to say something, but a scream rang behind m
It was difficult for Aliyah to finish pouring a glass of whiskey. I kept calmly telling her, "Stand aside!" And I lifted the glass of whiskey to take a sip. The feeling of spicy, acrid in my mouth made me a bit uncomfortable. I have never found that whiskey is hard to drink like that.I put the glass of whiskey down and started having dinner. The food had cooled down, but I still pretended not to notice. If it were normal, I would ask for a portion of new food to change, but now I am afraid that Aliyah will waste my time, so I try to eat and look delicious to attract her.She must be looking at my food with her eyes and drooling. I waited for her to kneel, and she begged me to give her some leftovers.But what I waited for was a heavy noise falling to the floor. I was startled and turned to look in the direction of Aliyah, and she was lying down on the cold floor.I immediately stood up and ran to Aliyah's place. Feeling her heart still beating, my spirit relaxed a bit but still not l
*POV AliyahThe disinfectant smell made me realize I was in Serena's infirmary. This is my second time waking up here. Looking at my hand being injected with nutritional fluid, I felt a sting in my heart.When I was in the Angel organization, I had to undergo rigorous training every day. There are times when there is a danger to life. Even so, I wasn't so miserable that I had to starve and be beaten to the point of fainting.In the organization, everyone loved and respected me because I was a good hunter. I came to this place because I am human, despised, humiliated, and tortured. It's ironic!Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted my train of thought. I turned to look. The one who had just entered the room was Serena."Are you awake? You slept longer than I thought." Serena smiled at me. She went to my bed and did some manipulation to check my body. Then she pulled the needle out of my hand and wrapped the wound with a bandage.From start to finish, I just looked at Serena without