Chapter 110 "I want to be direct with you..."
I was so scared that I didn't dare to move.
"Will you get on my carriage yourself, or will these black wolves escort you?" the Elf King's teasing voice rang out again.
I don't want to get on his carriage, I'd rather die than get on it.
But I still shifted slightly, and my left hand inadvertently touched a dagger I had secretly strapped to my calf. I had taken it with me when I left Dale and Haya's house.
“Come down and get me,” I boldly replied.
All the musketeers gasped, including Roan.
But a moment later, the carriage door actually opened. The Elf King, dressed in a magnificent white robe and ethereal as a banished immortal, slowly alighted from the carriage and gracefully walked towards me.
He came against the light, dazzling and overwhelming. I couldn't see his face clearly, so I lowered my head and saw that his white robe was constantly stained with bright red blood, clusters of them, like beautiful poppies blooming in hell.
A hand with distinct knuckles, fair and smooth, like a pianist's delicate and slender hand, reached out to me. I was terrified and stretched out my own hand, which was covered in blood and mud. He seemed to smile. The sunlight was too strong for me to see clearly. In a moment of distraction, he grasped my hand, using just the right amount of force to pull me up from the ground without dislocating my joints.
I stood before him, looking like a dirty, muddy figure, completely at a loss.
His smile seemed to deepen as he pulled my hand toward the carriage. But before we could take a step, I swiftly drew the dagger hidden in my calf, stood on tiptoe, and placed it against his neck, eliciting gasps from the crowd.
"I'm telling you, if you don't let me go, I'll make you bleed right here," I said viciously, and slashed his neck with the dagger, blood gushing out.
"Sister, don't be foolish!" Luo An shouted, leaping onto his horse and charging over. The other musketeers immediately followed suit, leaping onto their horses and surrounding them.
He slowly raised his hand, signaling them to step back.
“You can’t escape,” he said gently to me. “Put down the toy in your hand.”
"Enough with the nonsense," I said coldly. "If you don't let go, I'll take you down with me."
He suddenly burst into laughter, an uncontrollable laugh. "Total destruction? Very well."
His golden eyes, gleaming like diamonds in the sunlight, held a strange expression. "I've always hoped to be buried with you in the same grave after I die, is that alright?"
I panicked. "Who will be buried with you? Tell your men to get out of the way!"
I know the sea is not far away, and maybe there will be a boat there, or I can run back to the little train. But God, if his pursuers are always behind me, I have no chance of escaping.
Seeing his nonchalant smile, I softened my tone, "I saved you, but you and your sister have ill intentions and want to eat me. How could I not run away? I hope you can spare my life for the sake of the time I saved you."
The light in his eyes shone even brighter. "I never intended to kill you or eat you. You not only have a way to live, but you will have an even better way."
I panicked. "I don't want a better path, I just want a way to survive. Just let me go now."
"No." He uttered the word and raised his hand.
Suddenly I felt a noise behind me, and I instinctively turned around, only to be struck hard on the back of my neck. A sharp pain shot through me, and everything went black as I passed out...
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It was like a dream. Before waking up, she was a poor, wanted criminal on the run. After waking up, she became a wealthy and luxurious young lady, adorned with jewels and jade ornaments.
Perhaps, a wealthy lady.
They all call me Madam, even though I vehemently deny it, they still call me that.
Waking up from unconsciousness, I found myself lying on a comfortable and soft bed. Looking at the luxurious bed curtains hanging around me, I knew something was wrong.
As soon as I drew back the bed curtains, two maids rushed toward me, bringing me plain water and a hot towel.
I didn't answer. I jumped off the bed barefoot and rushed to the door.
But when I opened the door, I was stunned. Two rows of armed guards stood outside, staring at me blankly.
I didn't really want to compete with them in martial arts, so I slammed the door shut.
"Madam, why don't you try this diamond necklace? It's a three-layered necklace made of over two hundred diamonds. In the past, only the Queen could wear it." A maidservant held up an exquisite jewelry box and smiled respectfully at me.
I sat dejectedly in my armchair, ignoring the conversation.
But when the maid opened the jewelry box, I was still stunned by the exquisite, dazzling diamond necklace.
Even the box seems to be sparkling; the necklace is absolutely gorgeous!
An hour later, when I "bumped into" the Elf King in a snow-white robe on the wide, white jade walkway, he looked at me. I was wearing a magnificent pure white dress and jewelry all over my body, including a crimson gold anklet, but I was not wearing the three-layered diamond necklace.
He smiled and stepped forward, trying to hug me, but I avoided him.
Our relationship doesn't seem to be that good yet.
That said, what exactly is my relationship with him? Benefactor? Enemy?
"Why do you insist on capturing me?" I asked him. "Is it because of my superpower? My superpower hasn't appeared for years."
He simply smiled, neither confirming nor denying.
“It’s true.” I sighed at him. “If I had superpowers, I would have escaped from prison long ago.”
"Oh?" He seemed interested in my last question. "You're in jail? Where?"
"What's it to you?" I didn't really want to say that, since it wasn't a good thing.
"No wonder I couldn't find you for the past four years." He raised his hand to touch my face, but I avoided it.
"It's no use coming to me. My powers are fading and I can't help you. Even if you and your sister eat me, you won't get much benefit. At most, you'll just have one more meal."
He laughed and said, "I usually only eat meat from the secret realm, not from outside."
Just as I was about to speak, a guard hurried over, bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, all the island nobles have arrived and are waiting for you."
He suddenly grabbed my hand so quickly that I was caught off guard. I tried to break free, but I couldn't.
“Come with me,” he said, pulling me toward the corridor. “After the slave riot, there will be a slave auction, where you can choose a female slave you like.”
I was completely bewildered and confused. "What female slave? I don't need one."
He didn't respond to me, and led me directly to a golden carriage in the garden. The moment the carriage took off, I felt slightly dizzy. He tried to hold me, but I immediately sat on the other side.
I don't quite understand him. He was such a bitter and resentful person, but four years later he became a different person. Maybe he still harbored hatred in his heart, but his personality became gentle.
Half an hour later, we were sitting in the luxurious mansion of the island's local aristocracy.
The Elf King was always the center of attention. He possessed an extraordinary aura, ethereal as a fairy, and his golden, slightly wavy hair seemed to radiate a golden light, cascading over his entire shoulders.
His golden eyes, contrasting with his blond hair, created a dazzling, shimmering illusion.
As he led me through the vast hall, his snow-white robe gliding across the red carpet embroidered with gold thread, all eyes were on him until he pulled me to sit on a large, soft chair, at which point people's attention turned to me.
I really disliked this change, but I endured it anyway.
When an elder loudly announced the start of the slave auction, the nobles whistled and cheered. Just as I was wondering what was going on, I suddenly saw a group of naked men and women being driven in by several slave owners wielding whips.
Looking around, all that could be seen was flesh-colored flesh; the scene was simply...
I was panting heavily, and it took me a while to catch my breath.
I didn't dare look at the Elf King's expression during this time.
"This time, turmoil broke out simultaneously on three islands," the elder who announced the start of the auction whispered to the Elf King, leaning down. "More than four thousand slaves participated, more than two thousand died, and more than two thousand were seriously or slightly injured. The ones being auctioned now are the most outstanding among those who have recovered from their minor injuries."
“The total number of native inhabitants of the three islands is only five thousand, yet four thousand have rebelled,” the Elf King said indifferently, his fair and smooth face “We need to deal with the people in charge.”
“The supervising noble has been replaced.” The elder’s voice was even lower. “The entire slave supervision system has been purged.”
Perhaps noticing that I was listening intently, the Elf King seemed to smile and said, "Go on, come back when you have any further instructions."
"yes."
The auction had officially begun. Male and female slaves were led by a long rope and stood in several rows. The nobles drank and commented on the slaves, laughing heartily.
A beautiful female slave was brought to the front, and the slave owner laughed loudly: "My noble masters, look over here! This breast, this buttock, and this slender waist—this is top-quality merchandise!"
The female slave had dark skin, heavy makeup, big breasts and a pert bottom, and long, beautiful legs, which attracted several nobles to come forward to examine her. They pinched and touched her here and there, laughing so hard they were doubled over.
After a bidding war, a plump old nobleman won the bid for her.
Several wealthy women around him were whispering, "I wonder if he can handle it," "He probably won't be able to move after two nights."
I couldn't help but laugh, and the Elf King glanced at me slightly, seemingly laughing as well.
Another handsome and dashing male slave was brought onto the stage. His eight-pack abs, V-line, and long legs weren't the most eye-catching features; it was the divine gift of his manhood—his crotch (A)—that was truly captivating. Even I was stunned. My God, I've never seen anything so big, so outstanding…
This gifted male slave sparked a scramble! A dozen or twenty nobles fought tooth and nail for him, rolling from one end of the hall to the other, their heads bleeding. Other nobles cheered and jeering, while the ladies laughed uproariously.
The shadow cast by the slave revolt over the past two weeks seemed to have vanished without a trace, and the entire hall was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
In the end, this male slave was bought by the island's owner for a staggering 100,000 gold coins. He repeatedly exclaimed, "If it weren't for this riot, I would never have known that there was such an outstanding person among the slaves."
"Are you tempted?" the Elf King suddenly asked me.
"How could that be?" I pretended to be nonchalant. "I've seen it all before."
The Elf King paused for a moment, then remained silent, but a faint chill emanated from him.
Then several more beautiful male and female slaves were brought out, posing naked in various alluring positions. The nobles scrambled for them, bidding like madmen, and finally each of them returned home satisfied, carrying their beauties with them.
The auction lasted only half an hour before we prepared to leave. The nobles would leave behind the remaining slaves from the auction.
It seems the Elf King's visit here was merely a formality, a gesture to show his support for the island nobles.
“I rarely come here,” the Elf King said to me as we descended the steps, “but this riot has caused some trouble, so I came to inspect the area.”
I didn't reply.
“I don’t care what your past was like,” he stopped and said to me, “but I hope that from now on you will only have eyes for me.”
I was taken aback for a moment, then said, "You've misunderstood, haven't you?"
"What misunderstanding?" His golden eyes sparkled.
"You misunderstand that I have something to do with you..." I tried to phrase it tactfully, "...special feelings."
He smiled and said, "We've wasted too much time. I want to be direct with you. Yes, I want to be with you."
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