"Oh my, what a loud noise." deia rubbed her ears, then jumped down. She stood right before the woman, so she couldn’t run away.
"Please ... please spare my life." She knelt before deia. "I have a little sister."
Sister?
Judging by her condition now, deia assud that her sister was also part of the Stormclad Leader’s harem.
"I asked you before, what is your na?" deia repeated her question.
She lowered her head and murmured, "Ma-Matilda ... I’m Matilda Biernn."
deia thought the mask was blocking her voice, so she took off the ugly white mask from Matilda’s face.
Matilda reflexively covered her face with her hands, but deia had caught a glimpse of her face.
She was beautiful, not the kind of beauty that took people’s breath away, but her face was decent enough. "I don’t understand. Why are they asking you to cover your face?"
"I have a deformity." Matilda hesitated, pulling her hands away to show deia her face. She was beautiful, but she had a flaw in her face, a line that cut across her right cheek, stark against her pale skin.
deia had no particular expression on her face. She’d seen so many people with wounds in hell, so such a small scar like that didn’t surprise her.
"Did soone do this to you?" asked deia.
Matilda shook her head. "I was the one who did it," she clenched her fist. "I thought the Stormclad wouldn’t take back to their base if I wasn’t perfect, so I cut my own face."
"Did it work?"
"Yes. They wouldn’t even look at my face. But ..." Matilda’s voice shook as she said, "They took my little sister instead. She was thirteen when they took her."
So Matilda begged the Stormclad to let her live in the base with her sister. They agreed, but she had to live as one of their slaves.
A worse kind of life than becoming the leader’s wife.
The leader of Stormclad liked to collect beautiful won, even if they were children. The grown won would imdiately beco his wife and bear children who would pass on his legacy.
The little girls, on the other hand, would remain in the harem and be married off when they turned 16.
"Today is my sister’s 16th birthday. So, please ... Please let live." Matilda begged, "At least spare my life until I can get my sister out of this hell."
deia pretended to think about it. She enjoyed seeing a human tremble in fear. "Let’s see ... how about you give so information and I’ll let you live?"
Matilda nodded quickly. "I will give you all the information I know."
deia asked imdiately, "How many people are in this base?"
"I don’t know the exact number, but-"
"Oh, don’t lie to ." deia cut her off. "You’ve been planning to take your sister away for three years, so you must know everything about this base."
Matilda held her breath as deia caught her lying. She took several deep breaths before she said, "There are 648 people on this base. 53 of them were won who were captured from many places," she said, "I plan to rescue them all."
"What is your plan?" deia sat on the box and looked interested in her explanation. "Co on, you chose this day specifically, so you must already have a big plan."
"Today is the leader’s dication day. This ti I really don’t know much about his illness, but once a month he would stay in his room for a whole day to focus on treating his illness."
deia was right. The Red Beard and his n took many dicinal herbs in Vermillion Forest because their leader needed them.
"I planned to sabotage Redbeard and his n’s vehicles as soon as they arrived, but they were late and I don’t think Leader will be taking any dication today." Matilda muttered, "They had never been late before."
"I’m afraid they won’t be returning to base at all." deia crossed her arms over her chest. "But don’t worry, you can still escape today. Well, it depends on your luck actually, but there’s no harm in trying, right?"
Matilda looked confused. She didn’t understand why deia was so confident. "How is that possible?"
deia lowered her eyes and murmured, "If he really cares about , then this place is going to be wrecked soon."
"He? Who is he?"
"You like to ask so many questions, don’t you?" deia stood up, then clapped her hands. "All right, ti is up. With this much chaos, many people might co here in no ti."
deia kicked one of the bodies because it was in her way. The system showed that she had about 4 minutes before her demonic power was deactivated.
"It’s so much fun talking to you, Matilda." deia tapped her horns. "But you know ... people will accuse of being the Lost if they know I can grow horns out of my head, so ...."
deia made a gesture of strangling her own neck as a warning that she would kill Matilda to shut her mouth forever.
Matilda widened her eyes. She slowly backed away, trying to find sothing to fight with. "You had promised , you’ll let live!"
deia tilted her head, looking innocent. "Did I?"
"You—"
"I’m kidding!" deia laughed out loud, amused at Matilda’s frightened reaction. "I’ll be punished if I kill you anyway."
Matilda didn’t understand her at all. She was changing from hot to cold, from evil to friendly, or vice versa.
"What are you waiting for? Go to your sister and start packing." deia shooed her away.
Before Matilda could react, they heard people approaching the front door. They wondered why the first floor had suddenly gone quiet, so so n decided to check on them.
A broad smile appeared on deia’s face. She licked her lips because she couldn’t wait to devour more human souls—no, she ant the bad humans’ souls.
"You must know another way out of this room, right?" deia spoke to Matilda without looking at her. "Leave now before they see you here."
Or rather, Matilda had to go before she saw what deia was going to do once the n stepped into the room.
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