Chapter 1: Prologue

“Tell me what you see.”

The tip of the sword pointed at my neck glowed sharply. The man looked down at me with a twisted smile.

“If you give me the answer I want, I’ll let you live.”

He’s laughing.

He’s laughing at me.

If I don’t answer properly here, I am almost certain to die screaming as it is. I swallowed my dry mouth and cursed the irresponsible old lady who pushed me here.

‘If I screw up, I won’t let you go.’

I clenched my fist. There is only one way I can survive this damn situation.

‘I understand. I’ll accept it. So come now!’

The man who was covered in darkness seemed to be counting down my death as he slowly blinked his eyes. One, two, three…….

“Kill her.”

A relentless order was issued. My neck and body were on the verge of separating. Please, I understand, so please help me, damn it, you old hag.

It was when the servant, who was trying to carry out his master’s order, raised the sword steadily. My eyes turned white. I thought foolishly that if he cut my throat at once, it would hurt less.

I closed my eyes tightly to face an unjust death.

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[Perfect, you punk]

The timing of the old woman’s appearance was a close call. Yeah, it was like that. An instant later, the sword paused in midair.

[You gave me permission. There’s nothing wrong.]

With a sly laugh, my body swayed. I raised my closed eyes. I can now see things that others can’t see.

“The Black Lion.”

Behind the man’s back, that roaring beast with purple eyes, is a lion. A very large lion with a black mane.

“Ha, haha.”

The man came close to me and smiled. Step by step. The slow footsteps made me flinch.

In front of me, a man whose body was hunched over instead of the drawn blade occupied the place, then he lifted my chin with his hand. His mysterious, black pupils pierced through me as if they were peering through me.

“It’s useful.”

My eyes, which were shining with silver, returned to normal gray again. The black lion who was watching me, interested, also disappeared.

The man rolled past me with his lips curled.

“Take it out.”

I barely survived death.

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