As long as the game mode was activated, no matter how domineering and forceful others were, they could never see the terrified trembling or despairing, hopeless expressions they wished for on Bai Ya’s face.
Yes, Bai Ya was currently in game mode. After crying her fill, she realized that despair was an unnecessary emotion. No matter what, this “game” she faced had to be cleared—even if it meant moving forward through tears.
With that in mind, she could only think about how to survive. Any troublesome thoughts or added feelings of despair had to be suppressed. Activating game mode was essentially a psychological cue—it represented an unyielding belief that she must not lose.
Judging from the current situation, self-rescue was nothing more than wishful thinking. So she had no choice but to rely on others.
She had to be like the most reckless gambler, betting her fate on the unfamiliar girl close by. This was her only way out.
But the girl said she was beyond saving, and said it with absolute certainty…
Sorry… Although Bai Ya was very unwilling, this was all she could do.
She would just die here. This unpleasant end was something she had no choice but to accept. If anything, she should have accepted such an arrangement long ago—just obediently die and be done with it. Why keep struggling?
Gradually, slowly, Bai Ya’s last consciousness sank into darkness, never to surface again.
“My name is Bai Ya, or Bai Ya Ifiel Krolorm—either is fine, it doesn’t matter.”
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, accompanied by the rustling of tree branches—
Extremely clear, bright, and almost unbelievable words were uttered from Bai Ya’s parted lips, one by one! Even though she was in this state, near death, barely clinging to life, and pitiful enough to bring tears to one’s eyes! Yet her voice revealed the unmistakable fact that she was in an extraordinarily normal, healthy state—a complete contradiction to reason.
In the pitch-black forest bathed in moonlight, the dying girl spoke in an extremely calm, casual tone, as if discussing what they would eat tomorrow, her voice crystal clear.
The girl heard every word Bai Ya said without missing a single one.
“I am the slave girl of His Highness, Third Prince Liumion of Amidall. I am the slave girl [Death and Life Controller], Number 04.” The girl introduced herself habitually, for it was basic etiquette to introduce oneself when another person did the same.
As she introduced herself, the girl lifted her skirt and performed a bow. To complete the gesture of respect, she placed her hand on her chest and calmly stated her purpose for coming.
How much Bai Ya could hear, or even if she could hear at all, the girl showed no sympathy to consider.
Because Bai Ya’s words were too astonishing, and since she was about to die, the girl was only willing to negotiate with someone other than her master under these extraordinary circumstances.
“By order of His Highness Liumion, I have come to retrieve the body of the runaway slave Bai Ya Ifiel Krolorm. It seems there has been a mistake. You are not dead. You did not return on time. The punishment from His Highness Liumion awaits me. If possible, I would prefer not to wait.”
While speaking, the girl’s cold gaze shifted slowly to Bai Ya’s bloodstained body. At that moment, a flash of scarlet flickered in her eyes.
Her fingers trembled slightly.
A dark blade sliced through the air and rested on Bai Ya’s forehead. One more push would pierce through the dying woman’s skull.
It was a masterpiece of devilry! Rough, uneven, and hideous skin entwined with countless purple veins and nerves, alive with the breathing of a living creature—this black organ resembled both a massive ugly wing and a grotesquely twisted great blade. It was a monster born from the girl’s left shoulder blade, summoned instantly by her absolute will.
This abrupt, terrifying aberration now threatened the last fragile thread of Bai Ya’s life.
Among the three slave girls on the slave transport ship, Shadow Spider had not killed Bai Ya, nor had the girl codenamed Curse Doll. But this last one, the girl codenamed Death and Life Controller, only needed to wield this abomination to slash down Bai Ya. The best outcome Bai Ya could hope for would be to die by beheading.
She had escaped the lethal threats of the first two slave girls but could not escape the third—this was fate. Bai Ya had no strength left to resist. Even if she were unharmed, she was nothing but a powerless ant in front of this slave girl. As long as the girl desired Bai Ya’s death, it was inevitable.
In the world of 【SLAVE】, Amidall—the largest slave empire—assigned each slave girl a unique number. The closer the number was to zero, the higher the degree of racial talent development and the stronger their power. Slave girls numbered 0 to 10 were capable of slaughtering entire armies single-handedly, each stained with countless murders.
The girl known as [Death and Life Controller] was originally the king of Amidall’s slave, but by his order, she served his third son—Liumion—and was his only slave girl.
This was a special arrangement by Amidall’s king, with sinister intentions hidden beneath. The first prince, Caesar, had no slave girls. The second prince, Arthur, had two dozen. The third prince, Liumion, had only one slave girl. According to the king, he had made the fairest distribution.
And indeed, it was so.
Even if Arthur sent all his slave girls into battle, with the girl codenamed Death and Life Controller, Number 04, as an obstacle, he would never threaten his brother Liumion’s life.
Amidall’s king did not lie. He had truly made the most balanced allocation.
Now, on this slave transport ship, the Death and Life Controller was invincible! The girl was invincible!
She could kill anyone, any creature, at will—as long as her master gave the order.
“I have no pleasure in torturing the dying. Death is a painful thing, and enduring that process is even crueler. I understand all of that, so I will not do anything to you. Besides, I do not have to wait long.”
The hideous black organ disintegrated into the finest powder and drifted away with the wind. The girl placed her hands in front of her and lowered her eyelashes, her expression calm.
She would not act beyond orders. Even killing required her master’s command. Apart from that, slave girls could have no will of their own.
Shadow Spider should certainly learn from her on this point.
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