Chapter 130: CH 130

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There was a long silence between the two of us, but I could hear the rhythm of her breathing. Suddenly, she let out a sigh and clicked her hands.

CLANG!

CLANG!

Four distinct metallic sounds filled the room, and I was dropped to the ground in a flash before I even realized what had happened.

I looked up and noticed that the four chains holding me suspended in the air had snapped simultaneously, and the cuffs linked to the chains had broken off like cheap plastic.

I took a look at the woman. She had a complicated expression on her face, like she was touched by what I had just said. I wanted to say more, but I still saw her as an unstable person and needed to be careful about what I said to her.

"Follow me," she said in a soft voice and began walking out of the dark room.

I quickly followed her from behind. We walked out of the room and entered a hallway whose walls were lit by crystals.

My heart nearly sank when I realized this was an underground cellar or basement. If I had said the wrong thing, this basement would’ve probably become my new home.

Still, it’s too early to celebrate. I don’t know what she’s up to now.

Letting out a sigh, I finally settled my mind and fixed my gaze properly on the woman walking in front of me. Due to the bodysuit she was wearing, I could see the jiggle of her ass rippling with each step she took, as if calling me to slap it.

’Damn it.’

Even if I slapped her ass now, there’s a high probability that I’d make her mad and get locked in the basement again. Not because of the slap, but because I’d make her think I’m nothing but a pervert with no chance of redemption.

For some clarity, based on what I’ve pieced together, this woman is Seraphina—Aleena’s older sister, the same father but a different mother.

I remembered her backstory from what I heard from Aleena and Tiriana, about how her fiance ditched her while she was pregnant and about to get married, causing her to get disowned by Theodore. Though the father and daughter eventually reconciled, it was too late. Seraphina had already aborted her pregnancy.

Seraphina held a grudge against her family, while Theodore made a new rule for his daughters not to get pregnant out of wedlock. This was why Aleena was paranoid about getting pregnant before our wedding.

Meanwhile, my predecessor was the alleged fiance who went to buy milk and never returned. Now, I can’t blame this woman for reacting this way after finding out that the same person who eloped before their wedding married her own younger sister.

My predecessor really does have a mysterious background. Since he’s of royal blood, eloping from his wedding with Seraphina and ending up in the slave house isn’t just a coincidence. It’s as if someone is behind it.

This is the typical isekai trope, but this case is strange because it’s as if my predecessor’s memory was wiped clean. Even if someone wanted my predecessor out of the picture, they could have killed him. But for some reason, they went through all that effort just to wipe his memories and make him end up in a slave house.

How fascinating...

Maybe Seraphina might know a thing or two about what actually happened.

After walking through the alleyway for nearly a minute, we climbed a staircase and emerged through a door that led to a dimly lit room. The room looked abandoned, like it hadn’t been used in ages. It was covered in dust and cobwebs, and the bed was riddled with roaches.

Just before Seraphina opened the door leading outside the room, she paused and turned around, looking at me with a strange expression.

"Do you remember this place?" she asked in a low voice.

I shook my head.

"You really don’t remember anything. I can’t even get angry at this point," she sighed with a hint of frustration in her voice, as if wishing I would say I remembered so she would have a reason to do something.

Even if I really did remember, I wouldn’t be so stupid as to say I did. This crazy yandere would have a valid reason to lock me up.

"This... is the place you and I bought to live in after we got married," she said and opened the door, not leaving me a chance to say anything.

I didn’t say anything and just followed behind her.

After getting out of the room, we reached a slightly narrow passage that led to several doors. Beautiful lights were lit up mesmerizingly on the walls, showing that the place was well kept.

Afterward, we reached another staircase, which we climbed to get to another floor. This floor was much bigger and more extravagant, which showed the amount of maintenance and care that went into it. There wasn’t a speck of dust in sight. Everything was sparkling flawlessly.

We walked further toward something that looked like a dining room, but it had a small round table with two red seats surrounding it. One of the seats was covered in dust and cobwebs, while the second one was sparkling clean.

Just then, a petite elf girl dressed in a maid uniform and looking like a teenager came out, holding a towel in her hands. She began cleaning the table and the already clean chair, not touching the second one.

She didn’t seem to notice us until Seraphina suddenly spoke.

"Rhalia, can you clean the second chair?" she said in a low voice.

The maid froze as if she had heard something abominable before raising her head. When her eyes landed on me, she froze again, nearly jumping out of her skin in shock. Subsequently, her face turned pink, and she started cleaning the dusty chair in a frenzy.

"Y-Yes, master," she stuttered.

After cleaning the chair, she straightened her back and bowed her head slightly, giving me a curious gaze.

"Master... Is this the missing Lord?" the maid asked in a low, curious voice.

She didn’t look afraid. I guess she must have had a good relationship with Seraphina.