Chapter 129: CH 129
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WOOOSH!
The moment I stepped into our home, an object came flying at me at a ridiculous speed before I could even react. However, miraculously, I managed to catch it just before it hit my face, but the force behind its momentum sent me skidding backward.
BOOOM!
My back crashed into the wall of the building, breaking through it like tofu, and I was sent rolling several meters into the courtyard like a ragdoll.
"HUSBAND!!"
The screams and shouts of Aleena and Pico were the last things I heard before I passed out.
’Fuck... Did I just get one-shotted? At least I should know who killed me before I die.’
With that thought, I passed out.
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Clang!
Clang!
The whipping sound of chains instantly made me wary as I opened my eyes groggily.
This doesn’t sound like good news.
When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a dimly lit room that looked like a prison or torture chamber. My hands and legs had been shackled to four individual chains, spread outward and holding me suspended in mid-air.
Seeing this, panic immediately kicked in. I tried to break free, but the more I struggled, the more the cuffs dug into my wrists, making blood ooze out.
"What the fuck happened? Where are Aleena and the others?" I muttered, different horrific scenarios playing out in my mind.
Even in this situation, I didn’t think of myself first. My mind was focused on the well-being of my women.
’I couldn’t protect them.’
An intense surge of hatred coursed through me, along with hatred toward my pathetic self. While other transmigrators get world-splitting powers and earth-shattering techniques, I am here stuck with a system that turned me into a pussy slave.
Suddenly, I heard a voice deep in my subconscious, and the voice slowly began to echo, followed by a white ball of light emerging from my head and flying around me frantically.
"Zero, is that you?" I muttered in surprise.
{Yes, master. I broke all protocols because the host’s life was in danger.}
"That makes sense," I muttered, recalling that I had muted Zero and stopped him from talking without my permission.
"What the hell is going on? Do you know what happened?" I asked in anticipation, my eyes bulging like those of a madman.
The blue ball of light looked at me with contempt, its artificial face dripping with disdain.
{Master, so you could ask for my help now, huh? You looked down on me and muted me. Funny how the tables have turned—hmph!}
"Fine. Just stay right there and let your host perish. At least we both die together," I said, putting on a crazy expression and pretending like I had already passed out.
{Wait! Wait! Master, I was just joking!}
Zero panicked and tried to touch me, but its translucent body effortlessly phased through me.
Seeing its desperate cries, I smirked and opened my eyes with a mocking smile. I could also see beads of sweat rolling down its artificial face. Since upgrading to Level 2, Zero could take on a physical form and talk to me like this rather than simply flashing words before my eyes.
"Now speak!" I said in an almost impatient voice.
{Well... from what I could gather from your mind space and my own senses, the moment you got home, something lunged at you at a very fast speed. I couldn’t see it properly, but right after you passed out, a woman came down and picked you up. Your wives tried to fight back, but the woman was just too strong and fast. However, Aleena looked at the woman with intense hatred, as if she knew her.}
Hearing Zero’s explanation, my mind was instantly put at ease, and a wave of relief washed over me after learning that my wives were okay.
But the last part of what Zero said left me confused.
As far as I know, I haven’t offended anyone lately. It couldn’t be Beatrix because it’s only been a few days since we’ve seen each other.
But since Aleena seemed to know the person, then it could only be one person—
Cinder Borges, the owner of the largest auction house in Alowood.
An S-Ranker.
But it didn’t make sense that she would kidnap me. Besides, she wouldn’t want to do something that would tarnish her name.
{Master, do you know the woman?}
I looked at Zero, feeling the urge to punch this shitty system right now.
It had the nerve to call me master, as though if I ordered it to give me earth-shattering power, it would bestow it upon me instantly.
"I have no idea."
{Maybe—}
"Maybe what?"
{What if that woman wants to use you as a stud? To breed fine, strong slaves with beastkins?}
"..."
"Can you at least wish me something good for once? We would both be doomed if I ended up as a breeding stud."
Suddenly, in the middle of my conversation with Zero, a metallic sound reverberated across the room, sending strong vibrations throughout my body.
Due to the intense darkness, I could only see the silhouette of a silver-haired woman thanks to my night vision. However, it was still limited, as night vision still needed a decent amount of light to work properly.
’Silver-haired woman... This—This is Cinder Borges.’
I gritted my teeth as anger surged through me.
The closer she got, the louder the sound of her heels clacking against the floor became.
Suddenly, she stopped about five meters away from me. Her face was still obscured, but I could see her silver hair.
What felt strange was that, compared to before, her hairstyle was curly.
"Cinder, as far as I remember, I didn’t offend you. You willingly agreed and freed that slave, so why are you after me?" I said, my tone carrying a hint of anger.
"Cinder?"
The woman suddenly spoke in a tone that sounded as if she was mocking me.
Then she walked closer, stopping about two meters away from me.
Seeing her this close, a shocked expression appeared on my face.
This person wasn’t Cinder.
She looked completely different.
She stood about five foot ten, with a voluptuous body that looked as if it had been carved by some perverted entity.
She wore a black leather bodysuit that accentuated her curvy figure.
What surprised me the most was the fact that this woman was an elf upon closer inspection. I couldn’t help but stare at her figure for a moment before looking at her face.
"Is Cinder one of the women you’re messing with, huh?" the woman suddenly asked in a slightly irritated voice, switching to a very serious expression in a flash.
Woah.
I didn’t say anything and just looked at this crazy woman.
"Good. Good. You won’t say anything, right? Now that I’ve found you, I’d never let you leave my side again, haha! If you dare try to run off, I’ll chop off your legs and make sure they never heal. I can’t afford to lose you again."
The woman, who looked to be in her late twenties or early thirties, said with a shrewd smile creeping up her face.
It made me deeply uncomfortable.
My instincts were practically screaming at me that she wasn’t kidding in the slightest.
"Wait! Wait!" I screamed at the top of my voice as the crazy woman started undoing my pants.
She paused, her hands still clutching my pants halfway down as she looked at me with a different kind of expression.
It was soft, filled with affection, yet at the same time, I could tell it was filled with a lot of resentment too.
It was confusing, but one thing I could tell for sure was that this woman was a crazy yandere, and she could chop off my legs—or worse—if I tried to run.
Since she was able to kidnap me right under everyone’s noses, including Aleena’s, then she must be insanely strong.
At least an S-Ranker.
Since she’s talking like this, it’s apparent that she must have had some connection with my predecessor.
So, I must tread carefully.
Suddenly, I put on a pitiful expression and said in a soft voice.
"Can you at least tell me why I am being kidnapped? If you’re going to chop off my legs or kill me, at least I deserve to know what I did to warrant such treatment."
Suddenly, I noticed another change in her expression.
It was as if she was crying.
"D-Do you not really remember me, Jacob?" the woman said in a sobbing voice.
I didn’t reply immediately. Instead, I rethought my answer over and over again before finally saying it.
One wrong mistake, and this crazy woman would do something ridiculous.
"I... really don’t remember you."
"T-Then why are you and my sister together? WHY?" she said the last part in a high-pitched tone, sounding extremely pained.
For the first time, I was genuinely shocked by her words and looked at her in sheer confusion.
"Who’s your sister?!"