The sun shines brightly on my white skin. The scorching heat of the sun made me sweat profusely. I felt highly uncomfortable looking at my palm covered with grass and dirty dirt. My hands that, once held weapons and were stained with the blood of damned wolves, were now in such a bad state that they had to be weeded. It's ironic!
I was complaining while working, so I couldn't pull much weed. Until sunset, I could only uproot one corner of the yard. It's less than a tenth the size of this vast courtyard.
Looking at the forest's edge beside me, my heart fluttered, intending to escape. I looked up at the window where Charles stood looking at me in the morning; he was no longer there. Around the empty land, there was no one in sight, only the sound of the wind rustling and the birds chirping in the forest.
The image of being tortured with a whip popped into my head again. If they knew I didn't lose my memory, they would torture me again to get information from me. Although being beaten with a whip was nothing compared to the training exercises in the organization, as a hunter being tortured by his prey, it was a huge humiliation.
I remembered Ashe's words, and she said someone would supervise me while I worked. But I don't believe it because I don't sense anyone around. Or the person was hiding so well that I didn't notice.
Thinking for a while, I decided to give it a try. I stood up and slowly walked close to the edge of the forest. The surroundings were quiet as usual. I stared into the deep woods; although the sky was bright, it was pitch black in the distance.
My ears suddenly moved, and the faint sound of twigs being trampled could be heard in the distance behind me. At this point, I knew that someone was silently watching me.
That person hid very carefully; I wouldn't have known if he hadn't made a small mistake. Maybe he didn't think that my ears were so sensitive.
One of the advantages that make me an excellent hunter is that I have perfect ears and eyes that are many times sharper than the average person's. I'm confident that there hasn't been a hunter who can surpass me in that, not even a werewolf.
I calmly sat down and continued to weed, pretending not to notice anything. Luckily, I didn't run away.
Working until the sun went down, my hands were red and swollen, and finally, Ashe returned. Her face darkened when she saw I didn't finish the job. She scolded, "Damn it! You've been lazy all day, haven't you? Why have you only done a little until now?"
Then Ashe raised her hand to hit me out of habit. She always did that with the enslaved people under her control. But she stopped short when she saw my cold gaze. Maybe she still remembers the morning lesson.
Ashe put her hand down and said in an exasperated voice, "You can't have dinner today. You go back to your room, don't wander around at night. Tomorrow you have to keep weeding here. Starting at five in the morning. If you're late, I'll punish you." Then she snorted coldly and turned to leave.
'Damned!' I cursed silently. Looking at Ashe's back, I tried to control my desire to kill.
Waiting for Ashe to leave, I slowly went. I thought I would run into the forest, dark was a good time to escape, but I knew my watcher was still around. So I had to let go of this opportunity.
The werewolves here are very wary of me, especially that bastard Charles. It's best for now that I should obediently let their guard down. Then I will find a safe opportunity to escape.
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I lay on my bed in the middle of the night but couldn't sleep. Hunger makes the stomach rumble, and the wound on the body is painful and uncomfortable.
At least yesterday, I was in the infirmary with Serena, and she gave me bread and painkillers, so I had a good night. Now that there is no painkiller, the wound all over my body has recurred.
After thinking for a while, I decided to get up and leave the room to go to the infirmary. In the meantime, I no longer care about the stupid rules here. It's less imcrucialhan my hunger. Instead of fear and desire will choose to take risks and pray for success.
I carefully opened the door and peeked out into the hallway. The lights outside were off, and the hallway was pitch black now. I gained more confidence because the dark can help me hide better.
Unlike the hot weather in the morning, the night is much colder. I crouched against the wall, trying to stroll to avoid making any noise. Fortunately, the way to the medical room is easy, go straight to the end of the corridor, turn left, and go through a few rooms. Even though there was no light, I could still grope.
But things are more challenging than I imagined. I was about to reach my destination when I heard footsteps in front of me approaching me. I dimly saw two tall figures in front of me. Perhaps they were sentinels patrolling at night.
Why am I so unlucky? My prayers never worked. Perhaps the gods have forgotten me. Or the 'god of bad luck' is interested in me.
I turned to look at the road behind me; the distance I once thought was short was far away. I didn't have enough time to run to the turn because they were so close.
I reacted quickly and leaned against the door of a room. I tried turning the doorknob, but the door was locked.
A slight noise in the silence made them hear. A harsh male voice said, "who's there?"
The footsteps got louder, and they were running closer to me. I couldn't be caught, so I ran away.
"Fuck! Who are you? Stop!" A hoarse male voice shouted behind me.Only a madman would stand to be caught. I ran with all my might even though the wound all over my body was aching. At the turn, I continued to run straight without turning into the corridor with my room because it would be a dead end if I turned into that corridor.Reaching the stairs, I immediately ran upstairs without thinking. The two sentinels who chased after me still didn't give up.Thanks to the darkness and the many twists and turns, I had a chance to avoid their gazes and hide in a corner. I heard their conversation nearby without waiting for me to catch my breath."You keep looking! I'll go turn on the lights.""Ok!"In my heart, panic. If the lights were on, it would be hard for me to hide. The probability of being caught is ninety percent.While thinking, the footsteps got closer to me and stopped not far from me. I secretly watched him. He was slowly opening the door of a room. Perhaps the half-closed door
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