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“Isn’t she a good catch? I went through some trouble to bring her here. As you can see, she has some charm. Treat her well. She has a pretty face and smooth skin, especially look at her hair color. If we sell her in the Southern Continent, we could afford a mansion, don’t you think?”

“Enough already. Those southern guys are rough, they can’t handle delicate women like her for even a week. No matter how well you treat her, this is the best we can get.”

Donin rummaged through his belongings. Then he threw a package to the Black beard. The hefty package made a clanging sound as it landed in Black Beard’s hand. Black beard’s forehead wrinkled. It seemed like an unsatisfactory weight.

“Damn it, I risked my life to bring her here, aren’t you being too stingy?  A girl like this is still a loot even if she dies.”

“If you don’t like it, take her back then.”

Donin reached out his hand again to Black Beard. Black beard quickly tucked the package into his clothes. Then he glanced at the door.

“I’ll let it slide this time because I’m busy, but next time, You should treat me better, considering our cooperative relationship.”

Without even listening to Donin’s response, he quickly fled the basement.

Now, there were only a few men, Donin, and me left in the basement.

Donin lightly kicked me with his foot.

“Mmm! Mmmm!”

“What’s she saying?”

Hey! Human trafficker. Do you know who I am? I’ve had meals with the boss…! Isn’t this unacceptable? Anyway, I’m a very important person, and if you touch me, you’ll all die!

No matter how loudly I shouted, nothing came through.

However, Donin’s forehead furrowed as if he didn’t want to listen.

“I don’t want to damage the merchandise. But if you keep making noise like that, there’s no other choice. So let’s just keep it down, okay?”

He grabbed my collar and lifted me up. Bound and unable to find my balance, I stumbled, but he didn’t care. Donin laughed heartily and dragged me along.

I was thrown into a room. With my unstable body, I crashed heavily onto the floor on my shoulders.

Ouch! My fragile shoulders!

I writhed on the floor in pain.

“Stay quiet. I’ll sell you to a good place.”

Donin sneered and slammed the iron door shut. Soon, there was a rattling sound as the lock was secured.

After confirming that his footsteps had faded into the distance, I struggled uncomfortably and managed to sit up.

Stone floor, stone walls. A tightly sealed iron door.

I was alone in a room with no windows.

A few days ago, it was a monastery, and now it’s human trafficking.

Am I going to become a slave? This is worse than getting a divorce or going to the monastery.

There were no scenes like this in the original work… If it were the original, I would probably be running away from the monastery by now.

The words of the man named Donin echoed in my mind, <Those southern guys are rough, they can’t handle delicate women like her for even a week.>

What could he possibly do that would make me unable to last a week?

In my fearful state, I mentally blocked out all the profanities I knew.

My Life’s the same. Whenever I overcome one challenge, another one comes knocking.

It was like that in my past life, and it’s the same in this life. No matter how hard I try, I keep falling into a pit. It felt like I was sinking deeper and deeper.

Is it impossible to live a peaceful and happy life without any troubles?

Suddenly, Etienne’s face came to mind.

Still, Etienne will come to rescue me. Of course, he’ll come to rescue me. Even though I’m his princess consort… He’ll come to rescue me, right?

I recalled the peculiar behavior of the knights who didn’t rescue me when I was kidnapped earlier. They should have been highly trained individuals. Even if they were distracted, could they really not have known that I was being kidnapped? Did they intentionally abandon me?

My body trembled uncontrollably. To stop the trembling, I clenched my fists tightly.

I couldn’t rely solely on Etienne, not knowing if he would come or not.

…Yes. If he doesn’t come to rescue me, then I’ll escape on my own!  I managed to escape from that dreadful monastery, changing the original story, so I should be able to handle this too, right? I am Dahlia, who died and came back to life. I won’t give up.

I flexed my hands. It seemed like I needed to untie the rope myself to make any progress.

Is the kidnapper a professional? The knots that were tied professionally showed no signs of coming undone.

If I can’t untie them, then I’ll just have to cut them.

I scanned my surroundings with my eyes. Among the uneven stone floor, I found the sharpest protrusion. I wriggled as if possessed by a caterpillar.

I pressed my cheek against the sharpest point. With my inexperienced movement, my cheek started to bleed.

“Alright. It’s sharp enough. I should be able to cut with this. The problem is…”

My wrists were tied behind my back.

Oh well, I sighed and flopped onto my back. I fervently rubbed my wrists against the floor recalling the images of a possessed little girl from an old horror movie.

However, I could barely rub against it and quickly ran out of strength, collapsing onto the ground.

Huff, huff.

A harsh breath escaped my nose.

Wow, it takes a lot more core strength than I expected. If I had known, I would have done some planks beforehand. Damn it.

In this nasty world, escaping from the kidnapper seemed to require not only mental strength but also physical strength.

My already weak body, having only eaten and slept all this time… I resented my past self, who had done nothing and neglected exercise. I raised my hips while complaining.

It felt like my stomach and buttocks would get cramped, but it had an effect. Sweat started to bead on my forehead.

I couldn’t afford to delay any longer. There was a commotion outside.

Are they already going to sell me? No way…!

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