Dark night.
Sylvia was hurriedly knocking on Lizzie's door.
“Miss Saint, Miss Saint!”
She called her in a voice dripping with hope and plea:
“Please...please help me, miss!”
After a moment, the door creaked open.
Lizzie appeared with a look of confusion on her face.
“The head butler? What’s the matter?”
Sylvia exclaimed:
“Miss Saint...!”
She put her palms on her face and almost collapsed in tears.
She quickly fell to the ground, and Lizzie shouted in horror:
“The head butler?!”
Sylvia murmured in a trembling voice:
“One of my colleagues… was seriously injured… while performing a task and had an accident. If left as is, she will die. I heard that you have the ability to heal, Miss Saint…!”
She raised her head, kneeling down, staring at Lizzie with teary eyes.
“I beg you, save her! Please, forgive me for the offense I did before, please show mercy!”
While her face was full of sincere hope, inside she was smiling a malicious smile.
'You naive one... you can't help but be deceived by me.'
She had practiced this act since she was young, as survival in the world of darkness required it.
As I expected, Lizzie looked naive and pitiful.
Sylvia squeezed her eyes until a large tear fell, completing her act brilliantly.
“Please... save her...!”
Lizzie asked her gently:
“Where is she now?”
Sylvia's heart rejoiced, and she was certain that she had been tricked.
“She's on the farm next to the palace. Are you really going to help her?”
I sent her a hopeful look. Lizzie looked at her for a long time in silence, before whispering:
“The farm…”
Then she nodded.
“Show me it.”
Stupid.
Sylvia sneered secretly, then slowly got up.
“Thank you! Thank you very much, Miss Saint!”
No matter how much she thanked her, Lizzie remained content with a silent smile.
“This way, please hurry.”
Sylvia took off with hasty steps, while Lizzie followed her.
“Everyone there is just waiting for you to come!”
She said and then a crooked smile appeared on her lips.
They left the palace until they reached the farm.
Sylvia opened the huge door, then turned:
“Come in, miss.”
Lizzie entered cautiously behind her.
The place was completely dark.
As soon as Sylvia lit the lamp she was carrying, they saw what was in front of them.
“Where is the patient?”
Lizzie asked.
Sylvia replied coldly:
“This way, follow me.”
She led her, holding up the lamp, until they reached a large cage.
“She's here.”
Sylvia raised the lamp to show what was inside the cage.
There was a girl in a servant's uniform lying on the ground, covered with a blood-stained blanket.
Sylvia said in a shaky voice:
“Livestock often escape, so we put traps everywhere. But she was new and didn’t know... so she fell victim to it.”
She bit her lip and groaned, as if suppressing pain.
“We put her here because it is the safest place... You just need to treat her.”
Lizzie was silent for a moment, then Sylvia said hopefully:
“Please, save her, miss.”
She answered calmly:
“Okay.”
Sylvia shouted happily:
“Ah...thank you, really thank you!”
Lizzie moved forward slowly, then carefully entered the cage.
And suddenly—
Rumble!
The iron door was closed tightly.
Lizzie was frozen in place, turning around in horror.
Sylvia burst out laughing loudly.
“Come on... try to save this straw doll!”
At the same moment, the whole farm was lit up.
The servants came out one by one, carrying burning lamps.
It finally became clear to the girl that the lying body was nothing but a pile of hay wrapped in a maid's uniform and decorated with hair-like threads. As for the blood, it is just cheap paint.
The servants around her burst out laughing loudly.
As Sylvia came forward, I looked directly at her.
“I'm sorry for the deception, miss... but there's something I took my word for it.”
She smiled mockingly and gestured with her hand:
“You see these shackles on the floor?”
Lizzie lowered her gaze and saw huge handcuffs tied with thick chains.
Sylvia continued coldly:
“I said escapes happen a lot here, and that's true. But they weren't livestock... they were people.”
Her tone hardened, and the sparkle in her eyes became ice cold.
“The place you are standing now...is the human cage in Cayenne. Have you ever heard of it?”
Lizzie froze in shock, her mouth slowly agape.
A wide smile appeared on Sylvia's lips.
“Anyone who disobeys orders or makes a mistake...is imprisoned here, and shackled for months, perhaps years.”
Lizzie remained stunned.
'It's starting to fall apart...'
Sylvia thought happily, then continued in an ecstatic voice:
“Even if the master does not kill you... he will not consider you a human being. I am sorry to tell you that you are just a prisoner.”
She raised her voice more:
“Do you understand? From now on, this cage is your home, Saint!”
Sylvia's arms crossed as she stared at Lizzie inside the cage.
She said sarcastically:
“What a pity... You were a venerable saint, and now, in a moment, you have become more miserable than an animal.”
Sarcastic laughter exploded among the servants around her.
Then Sylvia added slowly:
“But… it's not entirely hopeless. Do you want to help me? If you can win my favor, I might talk to the master about you. Perhaps I might convince him to improve your situation.”
Lizzie remained silent, looking at her steadily.
Sylvia smiled confidently:
"You can trust me. I'm more trustworthy than you think. What do you say? Would you rather stay in this cage forever? If not... then kneel down and beg, you little banger."
The side of her mouth lifted into a sly smile.
Her mind was full of expectations.
'Now she will inevitably cry, fall to her knees, beg me and beg for mercy... stupid.'
She sat waiting for Lizzie's tears, waiting for her to collapse and cry.
But no matter how much she waited, the girl's face did not change.
'What's the matter?' 'She hasn't completely lost her mind yet?'
But she soon convinced herself that time would tell.
After a while, the girl will scream and cry bitterly, begging to be released, offering to do anything to be saved.
'Oh... how I've been waiting for that moment.'
But Lizzie did not kneel, did not cry, and did not move.
Sylvia furrowed her eyebrows.
'What is this? 'Has she completely lost her mind?'
As she stared at her with narrowed eyes, Lizzie's lips finally moved.
A faint voice came out.
"…amazing."
"What?!"
The eyes of Sylvia and her servants widened in great astonishment.
❖ ❖ ❖
I was staring at the cage around me absently.
It wasn't easy to gather my mind.
Where I stand now is...
Yes! This is exactly where the hero and heroine met for the first time in the forbidden scene!
I hesitated at first, but when I saw the shackles I was sure.
Here Jin was imprisoned after being accused of espionage and subjected to torture...
Then Martha came to visit him, and there...
Oh my God...!
My head burned hot.
A corrupt scene steeped in decadence, as befits a dark novel of this type.
I had read it so many times that its details were still engraved in my mind, line by line.
Now, standing in the same place, I felt as if the scene was being played out right in front of me.
Then an unconscious murmur escaped my mouth:
“Wonderful…”
“What did you say just now?!”
The angry voice belonged to the red-haired butler.
In an instant, all that mood was shattered.
“Ah… it was just beautiful.”
“Are you really crazy?”
The head maid was staring at me in confusion, as were the rest of the servants who were whispering annoyed.
As for me, I slowed down, then stood up.
'Okay, enough playing around... it's time to head out.'
I knew exactly how to get out of this place.
Their claim that it was Martha or Arkell who ordered my imprisonment was clearly a lie.
Originally, neither of them approached Lizzie in the story, nor did they put her in a situation like this.
It's just that some vile servants who hate her wanted to scare her.
They could not touch her physically, so they contented themselves with intimidating her psychologically.
It is not surprising that innocent Lizzie could not bear this.
As for me... I was busy simulating the forbidden 18+ scene in my head.
I approached the iron bars, and all eyes turned to me.
I bent down and felt the floor of the cage:
“He must be here somewhere...”
“What are you doing?”
"Hah! Found it!"
She felt a small brick with a cross engraved on it, and pressed it.
Then there was a heavy sound, and a “crack”...and the iron door opened.
I walked out quietly as if nothing had happened.
The servants and the head maid were staring at me with open mouths.
“Impossible... How...?!”
The head butler mumbled as she looked at me and then at the cage.
I just smiled silently at her.
This is a secret that only the members of the Cayenne family know:
This cage has a hidden mechanism that allows them to enter and exit whenever they want.
Martha Cain used it to visit Gene in prison... for the forbidden scene.
'An adult novel saved me again...'
Thank God they did not put shackles on my hands and feet.
Maybe they hesitated to touch me directly.
"Sylvia! What happened here?!"
One of the servants shouted at the head maid.
So her name is Sylvia...
“You destroyed everything! What to do now?!”
"Shut up! Everyone shut up!"
Sylvia shouted, disturbed.
Then she slowly turned to me and said in confusion:
“Think carefully, Saint... If I raise your matter to the Master, perhaps...”
She interrupted with a calm smile:
“False.”
Her eyes widened even more.
I continued with a gentle smile:
“I know that everything you said was pure slander. You only wanted to scare me and manipulate me.”
“Nonsense! The master himself said that you would be imprisoned! A useless girl like you, who is only good at consuming food...”
“Really?”
I smiled coldly, and took a step towards her.
“So… am I really useless to the Cayin family?”
I suddenly reached out and grabbed Sylvia's hand tightly.
She flinched as she tried to get away, but I didn't let her.
“D-Let go of my hand...!”
She forcibly raised her hand until it touched my neck, encircling my neck.
Then she smiled like an angel and whispered:
“Then try... kill me.”
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Translated by Len Sanada💕