Just before panic could take hold, certain words surfaced in her mind:
To show mercy to your enemy is to be cruel to yourself…
These were Vincent's words.
Surprisingly, after recalling them, she managed to calm down.
But it was far too early to feel relieved.
Checking her pocket, she took out one more dark-green bean.
'This is the last one. I can't waste it.'
Holding it tightly, she listened for any sound beyond the thin fabric of the tent.
Hearing nothing, she slightly peeked outside.
She had no idea how many of them were out there. If she made a mistake, she's done for.
Seeing no one outside the tent, she wanted to leave, but then… to where? She has no clue where she was brought. Though she was sure that this place couldn't be too far away from the mine.
Aah~
Alisia's chain of thoughts were suddenly disrupted by the weird noises not far away.
'They are coming from the other tent.'
She once again looked around her tent. After seeing no one, she silently went to the other tent.
As she came closer, the noises became louder.
Nice~
You're getting better and better at this, my love~
When Alisia heard that, her expression twisted in disgust.
Standing outside the tent, she held a knife in one hand and the bean in the other.
Taking a deep breath, she partially removed the curtain to peek in.
Her eyes hastily observed the insides before moving back.
'One man and five women. Four of them are tied.'
Her heartbeat thundered. There was no more time to hesitate.
Decision made, she eased the curtain aside and slipped inside.
Gladly for her, the man wasn't facing the entrance.
The tied women spotted the newcomer and were shocked.
Alisia saw those bewildered faces and quickly showed them to stay silent. Her heart was racing.
"I'll cum soon, my love~ If you don't swallow everything, I'll smash all your teeth out, understood?" the man exclaimed. He grabbed the woman's head and started to move his hips faster.
Hearing this, Alisia's eyes twitched. Though she wasn't the one who was doing it, it could've been her right now instead of that poor woman.
Just thinking about it, a strong desire to kill this man clouded her heart.
Her eyes turned cold and she moved closer to the man.
'Oh, fuckk~ I will never get tired of this…' the man was about to experience bliss when suddenly, he spotted that other women were acting weird after he decided to look at his next target.
His eyes narrowed and then his heart jumped when he saw the direction they were looking at.
When Alisia was about to pierce the man's neck, she was stunned that the man suddenly kicked the kneeling woman in front of him and then bent down and turned around before catching her hands.
"Bitch! How did you get here!? Where is that retard? Did you kill him!?" He shouted in alarm and anger, but also fear.
Both of his hands closed around her throat, crushing the air from her lungs.
She wasn't even seventeen—and had no real experience fighting.
Helplessness swallowed her whole.
Her red eyes rolled back, on the verge of fainting.
An image of a young man appeared in her mind.
'Vincent…'
As the man was about to finish this fragile girl for good, suddenly a kick landed on his head, forcing him to fall and release Alisia.
"Haaa–" being suddenly freed, she immediately gasped for air.
"Whore! How dare–" the man started raging, but then another kick landed on his head before he could gather hit thoughts.
Afterwards, other four women quickly joined and kicked him with all their might without holding back.
"Die! Just Die!!"
Since such a rare opportunity suddenly appeared, they began to let out all their accumulated hatred towards the one who kidnapped them, hitting him in the head, stomach and crotch over and over again.
They kept kicking him until blood spilled from his mouth.
After some time, he finally stopped moving.
Dead.
But to one woman, it wasn't enough and she picked Alisia's knife and began to stab him again and again.
It was the same woman that was humiliated just a few moments ago.
Blood splattered as the knife went in and out of the man's chest over and over again.
The nearby women were all horrified, but they didn't stop her. They would do the same in her shoes after everything he did with her.
Alisia was able to finally breathe properly, but her neck was still red.
'I've almost died…' she inwardly trembled.
Meanwhile, the woman had already stopped stabbing the corpse and the knife fell from her hand.
When the impulse faded, she finally looked at what she had done—and her body began to shake.
Alisia didn't speak, just like the other women.
She came to the body, picked the knife and cut off the ropes on their hands.
"Do you all have a place to go?" Alisia asked after freeing them.
One of the women rubbed her wrists, "I was an orphan in the nearby village and was sold as a tribute. Hehe, I have nowhere to go anymore."
Another woman spoke, "I wasn't defiled and was kidnapped instead of being sold, so I still can have a normal life… I hope so."
The other women also expressed their situation, except for the one with bloody hands.
Alisia nodded, "If this is your decision then so be it," she looked at the women with an understanding gaze, "I wish you all the best."
"Thank you. You saved me. I will repay this someday," one of the women said quietly after calming down her fear.
The other women also expressed their gratitude.
"..." Alisia was silent.
She wanted to say something, but the time was right. They need to leave. Now.
After she hid the knife again, she removed the curtain and stepped out.
But the moment she left the tent, she abruptly stopped as she hit something.
Shocked, she looked at what it was and her heart dropped into the abyss.
"I didn't expect them to be this incompetent," a cold voice said.