3. A New Contract
"How dare you flirt with my slave? Do you want to die in humiliation?" Marcella Pendragon, already stressed by everyone's admiration for Sabrina Pendragon, was infuriated that a novice servant dared to flirt with her slave, Kim, by winking at him.
Kim couldn't help but feel sorry for the female servant who often chatted with him and was now being oppressed by Marcella, who directly sentenced her to execution. To Kim, Marcella was a sinful young woman who didn't hesitate to torture and execute someone as easily as flipping her hand.
"Lady! Lady, please forgive me, Lady...!" Marcella covered half of her face with a red fan, gazing intently as two men dragged the resisting servant away to be executed. Her bright red lips curled into a satisfied smile, a captivating smile for those who didn't know Marcella's inhumane nature.
Marcella glared at Kim, who responded without hesitation, and a slap landed on Kim's cheek. "Your face makes people extremely interested in you, isn't that pointless, Kim?"
"...of course, Lady..." Kim replied in a low tone.
They met a man who provided a slave mark and a slave contract with rules stating that if the master died, the slave would also die. Instantly, Kim's eyes trembled, unlike Marcella Pendragon, who laughed in satisfaction because it didn't apply in reverse.
A drop of blood fell onto the parchment. The back of his neck felt hot as a skull tattoo with chains wrapped around it was branded onto him. Marcella wiped her index finger with water, and the healing potion made the knife wound disappear without a trace.
Kim stored everything in his heart, knowing that Marcella would eventually be executed in the end, but if she were executed, they would die together.
"This contract is for life; if you seek someone to remove the slave mark, you'll also die? Isn't that a wonderful spell?" The crimson color surrounding the black pupils in Marcella's eyes sparkled, revealing her excitement.
Kim's ambiguous facial expression showed his discontent, and Marcella immediately noticed it. The man watching them was silent, feeling terrified as a loud slap was heard, and blood flowed from the corner of Kim's lip.
"Your face is so thick, my hand hurts," Marcella lied, as her palm was wrapped in magic before slapping Kim. The silent man touched his own cheek, imagining the pain, and the slap was no joke; if it were him, he was sure one of his teeth would have been knocked out.
The man held his chest, his heart racing fast, and his back sweating. He was afraid of speaking incorrectly or being impolite, knowing that the young woman in front of him, with her power and cruel nature, would kill him for an unreasonable reason.
The high-value currency in this world was the Platinum coin. Someone with that much money could live a leisurely life without working for ten years in the countryside.
Kim followed Marcella to the greenhouse, where Sabrina Pendragon was. She was stroking a white, fat cat. "Oh, Marcella?" Sabrina Pendragon spoke innocently.
Marcella didn't respond, instead glaring sharply. Kim maintained a flat expression. Now, Kim saw the kind-hearted and beautiful female protagonist up close, her sweet, friendly smile, and even Kim, who received much dislike from many people, was given a sweet smile.