The Pirate King's Daughter - Chapter 46

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Episode 46
“What kind of mission?”
The Servant asked the Slave with a relaxed tone.
At the way he spoke to him as if he were dealing with an actual slave, a murderous gleam flashed in the Slave’s eyes.
But since his life literally hung in the Servant’s hands, he swallowed his rage and spoke through gritted teeth.
“Escape the Prison and find the Slave Documents to destroy them.”
“Or I have to kill the Count. Though that would only be possible if I escaped this Prison first.”
“Right. So hand it over already. You can’t kill me anyway.”
“If anything, you’re the one who should be begging for your life from me, you arrogant bastard.”
Unlike when he barked in front of me, the Servant now strutted about like someone tasting power for the first time.
“Fine then. Lick my shoes in exchange.”
“What, you son of a bitch?”
“If you don’t want to, that’s fine. I’m not forcing you.”
At the Servant’s leisurely demeanor, the Slave cursed under his breath and glared at him.
“……Will you really let me go if I lick your shoes?”
“Of course. A man doesn’t go back on his word.”
“……I’ll do it.”
The Slave’s resolve was rather surprising.
His eyes were still full of murderous intent, and given his brutal nature, I thought he would never bend like this.
Unlike my astonishment, the Servant looked like he was about to burst with joy.
“By the way, you have to lick both.”
The Servant trudged over to the bound Slave and lifted his right foot, presenting it.
And the moment the Slave lowered his head.
“Carefully now, wa—!”
The Servant crashed to the ground with a thud.
The Slave had swept his legs out from under him. And his fury didn’t end there.
“You bastard, do you really think you’re above me in station?”
Thud! Thud!
The Slave stomped on the Servant relentlessly.
“Gaagh—!”
I clapped my hand over my mouth and pressed myself deeper behind the wall.
“If we’d met outside, you worthless dog, you’d never dare.”
“Guh…… you…”
The Servant rolled his body away from the Slave’s kicks.
“Ptooey—”
When he spat, blood mixed in with the saliva. The Servant staggered as he got to his feet.
“What will you do if I glare at you? You can’t even beat someone with bound arms.”
It was all or nothing.
“Yeah? Wanna actually go at it?”
The Servant’s eyes, provoked, went wild like a madman’s. I thought he might actually free the Slave, but—
“……!”
The Servant grabbed a Torch.
“Wa—, wait, sto—, AHHHHHHH!”
It happened in an instant.
As the Servant swung the Torch, flames erupted across the Slave’s body.
Clank-clank-clang.
The Shackles rattled and danced.
At the horrific sight, I couldn’t bear to watch any longer and simply cowered behind the wall.
I wanted to flee, but I was terrified of being discovered—my legs wouldn’t obey.
That was when.
“Are you still here?”
The Maid came down the Staircase.
I started in terror and rushed to her, clamping my hand over her mouth.
“Mmph!”
“Over there……”
I couldn’t form proper words and simply pointed toward where the Servant was.
When she saw the situation, her eyes widened, and our gazes met.
I understood instinctively. We couldn’t be found right now. The moment the Maid and I turned to climb the Staircase—
“When did you get here?”
The Servant who had spotted us came toward us.
“What?!”
I spun around to see the Servant approaching in a battered state, beaten by the Slave.
Behind him stood the Slave still bound in Shackles, his body scorched black and charred.
My hands trembled violently.
‘I never… I never wanted this…’
My heart stopped. Was that truly not what I wanted?
When I thought about it, everyone trapped here was a victim.
“Ah, since I’ve completed the Mission now, I don’t have to speak respectfully anymore, right?”
The Servant stopped directly in front of me.
To hide my fear, I clasped my hands tightly behind my back, trembling fingers squeezing hard, and answered.
“Do as you please.”
But to someone who understood the Law of the Jungle so well, everything was already exposed.
“You know, I’m actually feeling pretty wronged.”
His lips twisted into a grin as he looked at me.
“You put me through all this suffering. Don’t you feel anything?”
An alarm blared in my mind. I had to run. Right now.
“Where are you going?”
“Ugh!”
As I stumbled backward, the Servant grabbed my arm.
“I got beaten like a dog by that Slave back there. Watching that, I figured out—you just can’t kill people of high station, is that it?”
His grip on my forearm was iron-hard, cutting off my escape. It felt like my bones would shatter from the pain.
“Go ahead and say whatever you want. That cursed lover of yours isn’t here to rescue you now, is he?”
“What do you want, let go!”
“That’s right! If you’re a woman, act like one. Why are you ordering me around?”
My body, shaken by his crude strength, twisted uncontrollably.
“That wasn’t an order—it was an alliance.”
I pushed against the Servant with all my might, but he didn’t budge an inch. The helplessness of being utterly unable to overpower him surged back as overwhelming terror.
“Shut your mouth, quit spouting nonsense.”
“Ack!”
The Servant hurled me to the ground.
“From now on, I’m calling the shots. We kill the Count, the Countess, and your lover. I’m still in command.”
I scraped my heels against the floor, pushing myself backward.
‘Something sharp…’
I couldn’t see it. Should I bite through my tongue?
Or should I smash my head on the ground?
“All you need to do is keep me entertained. You know what I mean, don’t you?”
“……!”
The Servant seized my ankle.
When I kicked frantically, my other foot was caught as well.
“No, let go of this!”
Before I knew it, tears burst from my eyes. His face flooded my mind.
“Be quiet, gaah—!”
It was when I squeezed my eyes shut. My ankles went free.
When I cracked my eyes open, through the wavering blur of my vision, I could see a man in the role of Knight subduing the Servant with a rope.
There was no time to lie there in shock.
I scrambled to my feet and bolted. But this time the Maid seized my hair.
“Ahhh—!”
My scalp felt like it would tear. As I grabbed her hair to break free, the Monocle she’d been wearing fell to the ground.
“This wench…”
When the Maid saw the Monocle—now shattered beneath my feet—her eyes flipped, and she slapped my cheek with a loud crack.
The force sent me sprawling, and when I lifted my head, the Maid had vanished.
She’d found an Iron Rod somewhere and gripped it in her hands.
‘This insane woman…!’
But contrary to my expectations, she wasn’t heading for me.
She moved behind the Knight who was strangling the Servant. And the moment the Servant’s breath was cut off—
Thunk!
“Kagh—!”
Even wielded by a woman, the Iron Rod’s force was formidable.
The Knight let out a short cry and toppled to the ground.
The Maid swung the Iron Rod at the man repeatedly. The dull, heavy impact echoed over and over.
And I ran.
Like prey fleeing from a predator, my face drained of color, I scrambled up the Staircase in panic.
‘Where, where should I go?’
I didn’t know where Dilshad was, and I couldn’t trust Lily or Ben.
I reached the Second Floor in a single bound and entered the Third Son’s Room, locking the door behind me.
“Hah, hah…”
My lungs heaved, gasping for air, but there was no time to acknowledge the exhaustion.
‘A weapon, a weapon, a weapon…’
Like a madwoman, I tore the room apart. And I found something similar to what that woman had wielded.
My hands trembled as I gripped the Poker.
‘How many are left?’
My mind wouldn’t work, so I counted on my fingers.
Dilshad, Ben, Lily, the Maid, and me. Three were dead in moments.
My heart hammered in my chest. My entire body resonated with it, and even my ears seemed consumed by the sound of my own heartbeat.
‘According to plan.’
I just have to kill. If I kill the Maid, this Game ends. I can do this. If I kill her, I can do this.
I was repeating this when—
Whoooooosh—
“Eeeek!”
At the sudden loud sound, I snapped my eyes shut and dropped the Poker.
“Are you all enjoying your puppet play?”
It was Ode. The trumpet blast just now had come from Sphere, whose existence I hadn’t even known.
“The Succession Ceremony will now commence. Please report to the Ceremony Hall in full.”
“The Succession Ceremony…?”
The Heir’s Succession.
The moment Ben found the Heir’s Ring, he was moving forward with the Mission.
I gripped the Poker so hard my hand ached and forced my resistant legs to move.
The end of the First Floor Corridor.
The enormous door stood wide open, tall as the ceiling was high.
Inside, people were already gathered.
In the patriarch’s chair on the raised platform sat Ben; seated on the benches arranged facing the platform were Lily and the Maid, one on each side.
But Dilshad was not here either.
By this point, I was worried. I should have just given him a normal role.
‘No, he’s the male lead.’
The man who had deceived the male protagonists and sailed alongside them for two years as a woman couldn’t possibly die so easily.
“Tatiana!”

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