"Bitch… didn't expect you'd end up like this, did you?"
A woman's voice echoed through the silent forest, drawn out and dripping with undisguised glee. The surroundings had been so quiet that even the rustle of wind through the leaves could be heard, yet her laughter shattered that stillness, twisting the atmosphere into something suffocating and oppressive.
Standing across from her, Lyne trembled faintly.
The moment she saw the smug look on Mye's face, a surge of fury rose within her. Her pale hands clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white. But soon, a numbing sensation spread through her body, draining her strength away. The drug was still in effect, leaving her muscles weak and unresponsive.
Even so, Lyne gritted her teeth, her gaze cold and unyielding.
"Mye… Bat will find me soon. If you dare lay a finger on me… you'll die a miserable death."
Her voice was soft, yet every word carried unwavering resolve. It wasn't a plea. It was a warning.
Mye froze for a brief moment, then burst into loud laughter.
"Hahaha… you stupid bitch, do you even understand your situation? And you still dare threaten me?"
She clutched her stomach as she laughed, the sound echoing through the forest like a cruel mockery. The only response was a few startled birds taking flight, leaving behind an even more unsettling silence.
Her body trembled with laughter, her full chest rising and falling provocatively.
As her laughter subsided, she stepped closer and bent down, bringing her face right up to Lyne's. The distance was so close that Lyne could feel her warm breath brushing against her skin.
"Bat is your fiancé, right?"
Mye's voice slowed, laced with teasing.
"Of course… he wouldn't let anyone who dares touch his precious fiancée go unpunished."
She paused, watching Lyne's expression carefully, as if expecting something. Despair. Fear. A crack in her composure.
But there was none.
Only a cold, defiant gaze filled with vigilance.
That alone was enough to ignite Mye's anger.
"You bitch!"
Without hesitation, she swung her hand.
A sharp slap rang out. The sheer force sent Lyne flying several meters away, her body crashing violently into a rock behind her.
Boom.
The rock shattered into fragments, dust scattering into the air.
Lyne struggled to her feet, her body trembling. A mouthful of blood spilled from her lips, staining the front of her clothes.
Even with her Bino sealed, the body of a Domain-level powerhouse wasn't easily destroyed. An ordinary person would have died from that blow.
Mye, however, had no intention of killing her just yet.
Her gaze shifted toward a sack lying nearby.
Lyne followed her line of sight. She had noticed it the moment she was brought here. Back then, she hadn't known what was inside, but an inexplicable sense of dread had tightened her chest ever since.
A bad premonition.
Mye walked over, slowly crouching down as she opened the sack.
Inside was an unconscious man.
In that instant, Lyne's pupils shrank.
She froze, as if everything suddenly made sense.
A chilling sensation crawled up her spine, leaving her body stiff.
"Bat will definitely avenge his fiancée…"
Mye's voice rang out again, calm, as if she were simply telling a story.
"But what do you think he'll do… when he finds out his noble fiancée was defiled in the forest by a filthy slave?"
Her smile twisted into something grotesque.
Without giving Lyne time to react, Mye raised her hand and cast a spell. A strange energy shot straight into the man in the sack.
He let out a faint groan and slowly regained consciousness.
Before he could understand what was happening, Mye slammed him down and swiftly took out a vial filled with purple liquid.
Without hesitation, she poured it straight into his mouth.
A familiar scent spread through the air.
Lyne trembled.
She recognized it.
It was the same drug she had been forced to take.
Just from the way her own body was reacting, she knew exactly what it did.
Despair began to creep into her heart.
The man, Rio, was still not fully conscious.
Just minutes ago, he had been playing a game in his familiar world. But the moment he opened his eyes, everything had changed.
An unfamiliar forest.
Two women he had never seen before.
And a situation… beyond terrible.
Before he could process anything, a massive flood of memories surged into his mind, like a torrent washing away his consciousness.
The owner of this body was named Rio.
A student of Astral Sanctum Academy.
He had been expelled for daring to flirt with the headmistress.
On his way back to his clan, he ran into northern heretics, and turned into a slave.
Perhaps… the original soul had already collapsed and disappeared.
Rio clenched his teeth, struggling to hold on to the last shred of clarity.
"You're about to enjoy the saintess of the Luminara family, kid."
Mye's voice whispered by his ear, cold and malicious.
A high-grade recording crystal appeared in her hand. Clearly, she intended to capture everything that was about to happen.
Once this footage spread, Lyne's reputation would be utterly ruined.
Rio felt his scalp go numb.
He wanted to step back. To escape. To get away from all of this.
But his body… wouldn't listen.
Step by step, he moved toward Lyne.
Mye leaned in close, whispering into his ear.
"Oh, and one more thing… her fiancé is Bat Siegfield, the top genius of the Sorrow Continent."
Her voice dropped, carrying a sickening excitement.
"You're about to cuck a future powerhouse… doesn't that sound thrilling?"
Rio bit down hard.
He understood the situation perfectly.
If he refused… Mye would kill him on the spot.
If he complied… Lyne and her fiancé would never let him live.
A dead end.
No way out.
"Damn it…"
Despair surged within him.
He had only just transmigrated, hadn't even seen a hint of a golden finger, and yet he was already being forced into a situation like this.
His breathing grew ragged.
The moment his hand touched Lyne, she reacted instantly.
She shoved his hand away, her eyes filled with fear and hatred.
But after a few weak attempts to resist…
Her body gradually went limp.
The drug… had taken full effect.
The air grew unbearably suffocating.
At that exact moment, a cold voice echoed in Rio's mind.
Potential target detected.
NTR System activated.