Chapter 14: Foolish, Aren’t We?

Chapter 14: Foolish, Aren’t We?

Opening the door revealed a hallway.

‘This is…’

A normal mansion scene, more so than I expected.

I moved forward, being careful to make as little noise as possible.

It was dark all around, making it hard to see.

But I tried my best to adapt to the darkness by darting my eyes around.

Gradually, the outlines of the surroundings began to appear in my vision.

The hallway was very wide.

Several large frames, which appeared to be portraits, were hung, and at the end of them was a staircase leading down.

“Phew..”

I stepped on the stairs, trying to stay as alert as possible.

Fortunately, the stairs were well-made, so they didn’t make any noise.

As expected of a noble’s mansion.

Scarlett’s scent from her clothes strangely calmed my mind.

That fact was unbearably repulsive to me.

She’s a bitch, I repeated to myself countless times as I descended the stairs.

‘It feels like we’re going down quite a few floors.’

Eventually, the scene that unfolded was another hallway.

There were still many rooms, and portraits were hung.

Well, how high could a mansion be? I continued to go down, keeping my voice low.

One floor.

Two floors.

Three floors.

Four floors.

After descending to the fifth floor, I realized something was strange.

No matter how much I went down, I couldn’t see the lower floors.

At first, I simply thought the mansion was very large.

But the hallway scene that continued to unfold identically no matter how much I descended.

And the portraits, with their strange expressions as if mocking me.

All of this reminded me that all of this was not normal.

“Haa, haa..”

My descending footsteps gradually quickened.

Dududududu-

Now, without even the luxury of muffling my footsteps, I increased my speed maniacally.

Yet, the exit I wanted never appeared.

Stairs, stairs, stairs, stairs, stairs, stairs, stairs, stairs, stairs, stairs, stairs, stairs, stairs, stairs, stairs, stairs.

No matter how madly I descended, at the end of the hallway was only the door I had come from.

I felt my breath becoming increasingly short.

‘You can’t escape from me.’

Scarlett’s words seemed to echo in my mind.

I can’t escape, I can’t escape.

No. Shut up. Shut up!

I shook my head violently, trying to deny her words.

Then, at that moment.

Slipping.

My vision suddenly dropped downwards.

Crash bang!

My body lifted, the scenery spun, and my body slammed into the ground.

“Kek..”

For a moment, the air was forced out of my lungs.

Simultaneously, I felt a terrible, agonizing pain flowing from my abdomen up to my solar plexus.

My head, arms, and legs felt like they were tearing as I hit the corners.

“Agh.. Geugh..”

It hurts. It hurts so much.

It was unbearably painful, but I couldn’t even scream.

Goosebumps covered my body, and a dangerous current flowed through my neck.

I writhed on the ground, trying desperately to escape the pain.

But another pain continued to crush me.

“Ahak, hak.. Keck.. Cough..”

Even as I coughed up phlegm, my gaze was fixed on Scarlett’s room.

I had to keep quiet. If I didn’t, she might wake up.

After writhing like that and clenching my teeth for a moment.

“Haa, haa..”

The intense pain finally subsided.

I raised my throbbing body and looked up.

I seemed to have rolled about 2 to 4 meters.

To have survived rolling from that height was incredibly lucky.

However, the problem was that I couldn’t move my body.

As if from rolling earlier, I couldn’t muster any strength.

I turned my head slightly and looked down.

The spot I had hit earlier was bruised.

There were also areas where the skin was slightly torn and bleeding.

As soon as my mind recovered, my body was destroyed?

What a damn equivalent exchange.

Zzzik, zzzzzik-

I crawled slowly along the hallway, dragging my aching body.

Strangely, my reason returned as my body fell apart.

At least, I knew this must be a spell cast by Scarlett.

Magic in this world is very diverse and numerous.

However, it doesn’t include ‘actions that defy rules’.

You can animate a corpse, but you can’t revive it.

You can draw water up, but you can’t create it.

You can create a dwelling instantly, but you can’t do it without materials.

That means there must be a loophole in this magic too.

“Augh..”

My entire body ached with every movement.

Tears welled up because of it, but I wiped them away and grabbed a doorknob.

Creak-

As the door opened, another hallway appeared, just as I had roughly expected.

However.

Thud, thud.

Footsteps began to be heard from somewhere.

Is it Scarlett? No. The room door is still the same.

Then, this must be the footsteps of a servant.

I don’t know who it is, but I don’t think they’ll be friendly towards me.

I gasped for breath and crawled towards Scarlett’s room.

But my speed was significantly reduced.

Thud.

The footsteps gradually approached right behind me.

But I couldn’t look back.

My jaw trembled. The reason that had briefly solidified became weak in the face of the fear before my eyes.

It was foolish to think I could simply escape.

As I lay on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

Shhh-

Cold liquid was poured onto my body, and the pain instantly disappeared.

I startled and jumped to my feet.

It was an unfamiliar but recognizable voice.

It was the man who had entered the room around dinner time today, just before I was about to be taken by Scarlett.

“You shouldn’t be here.”

He said in a low voice.

He was about 180cm tall, wearing a neat suit.

Although it was dark, I could tell he was very handsome.

“…Who are you?”

It was definitely after drinking the beverage he gave me that my senses returned.

And what he just sprayed was a very expensive healing medicine.

In response to my question, the man quietly lowered himself.

Since there was a significant height difference between me and the man, it seemed like he was being considerate.

“I am a servant of this mansion. Please return to your room quickly. You don’t know what might happen if the Young Lady finds out.”

I frowned at his words.

What on earth is he talking about?

If it were another servant, perhaps, but this man helped me.

Then, maybe.

“Mister. Please help me. I need to go down those stairs… but I can’t.”

With surging hope, I wrapped my arms around the man’s body as if clinging to him.

Then, I tilted my head up to look at him.

My hands were sweating, and my mouth was dry.

What was the meaning of him giving me that drink?

Wasn’t he trying to help?

My heart pounded with anxiety, and I put on an earnest expression.

However, the man pushed me away with a calm face.

I know that face very well.

A face that perfectly separates work and personal life.

The most optimal attitude, never becoming emotional.

“…It’s not allowed. I received orders from the Young Lady to manage you well so you can’t escape.”

Please. I don’t want to live and die as a sex doll here.

Although it wasn’t entirely unexpected, my impatience grew as things escalated.

“P-Please… Mister. I… I want to get out of here. Please… Hic, cuck..”

As I grabbed the man’s clothes tightly, tears began to stream down my face involuntarily.

Why do I have to go through this?

Shouldn’t adults help?

Then why did you give me that drink?

All sorts of resentment and sorrow exploded, shaking my head chaotically.

“…Still, what’s not allowed is not allowed. Hurry… go back before the Young Lady wakes up.”

Yet, the man was resolute.

After weeping for a while, I finally managed to stop crying.

However, the man remained standing there, unmoving.

I could faintly sense that this was his own form of consideration.

“I’m sorry.”

It’s really not possible, then.

I trudged back towards Scarlett’s room, dragging my exhausted body and mind.

At that moment.

“Wait a moment… please.”

The man grabbed my shoulder.

I felt something rough, like calluses, on his palm.

With a troubled expression, he held a pill in his large hand.

Wondering what it was, I rolled my eyes.

“This is all I can give you. Use it when you are in the most desperate situation.”

“This is…”

“I cannot tell you. You should return to your room quickly and forget everything that just happened. Don’t even be aware of its existence. Never.”

Saying that, the man brought the pill to my index finger.

Swish. At the same time, the pill entered my finger.

“It’s an item storage magic. Use it carefully.”

He added, “You can only take it out once.”

What kind of pill could this be?

I nodded and slowly walked back to Scarlett’s room.

The man remained standing there.

As if to ensure I entered safely.

After throwing the clothes back to their original place and lying down on Scarlett’s bed.

The footsteps slowly disappeared down the hallway.

I slowly closed my eyes.

Who was that person, and did he help me?

But I immediately erased that question from my mind.

He had told me to forget everything that happened today.

I was very tired, probably due to the commotion in the middle of the night.

On the plush bed, my consciousness slowly drifted into the depths.

****

I woke up to a tingling pleasure in my lower abdomen.

“Young La-dy..?”

A moan escaped my lips involuntarily.

The first thing I saw upon opening my eyes was Scarlett’s beautiful face.

She was stroking my vagina with her hand and kissing me.

“Did you sleep well?”

What is this happening first thing in the morning?

Is she unable to control her usual overflowing lust?

The incense we burned yesterday had already completely burned out.

Perhaps because of that? My head is still clear.

‘…It’s a bit cold.’

But.

The sensation of being penetrated felt quite strange.

Scarlett’s hands were slightly cold, but.

This was much colder than that.

Strictly speaking, it was much thicker and harder. Wasn’t she using her hand to penetrate me?

Zzzzzzzk-

Then, Scarlett withdrew something that had been penetrating my vagina.

After penetrating for a long time, sticky liquid stretched out.

And then.

I widened my eyes in disbelief at the sight.

It was a hand.

A hand with only the wrist remaining.

For a moment, all thought and reasoning stopped.

What caught my eye wasn’t whether the hand was real or fake.

It was the calluses sticking unevenly to the hand.

“Did you think I wouldn’t know?”

Then, she smiled and gently waved her hand.

My body trembled.

Don’t try to understand. You shouldn’t understand.

My last shred of self-preservation desperately denied what that was.

But soon, the strength in my lower body completely gave way.

Shhhhhh-

A shameful sound was heard, and the bedsheet slowly became wet.

However, I didn’t feel ashamed.

‘You should forget everything that just happened.’

Only the man’s words echoed in my mind.