When a Corporate Slave Guy Reincarnated as a Mob Villain (Slave Trader), He Used His Knowledge of the Game to Raise the Heroines to Be the Strongest, Unintentionally Turning Them Into Yanderes, and Before He Knew It, He Was Completely Breaking the Story

Chapter 20: Alice Side 03 – The Reason Princess Alice With Light Attributes Fell Into Darkness

Three months had already passed since I was captured by the detestable slave trader…a man named Linus.

These three months had been like a nightmare for me…If I could say that, it might have made things simple.

However, that was not the case.

At least during those three months, I had been treated very politely by Linus.

Therefore, it would have been more accurate to say that those three months had been days of uncertainty for me.

And I still could not understand what this slave trader…this man Linus was thinking.

I lay in the bed of a room in the mansion he lent me, staring at the ceiling.

This was supposed to be my room.

The room was spacious, and the bed was large and fluffy.

The furnishings were luxurious, made of stone and marble, and there was even a large mirror.

Regrettably, to be honest, this might have even been more comfortable than the private chamber I lived in at the palace.

The fact that a slave trader could accumulate such wealth was likely due to the current unstable situation on the continent.

The Runehold Kingdom maintained its independence, but it was not particularly blessed economically.

There were no precious resources—such as magical ore—within the kingdom.

Considering the urgent continental situation with the Empire’s aggression, there were many priorities that needed to be addressed over the royal family’s lifestyle—training soldiers.

All of that had now become meaningless…

The Empire was far too powerful, too vast, and too cruel—

Father…Mother…everyone…

I could not help but remember the lost days and become sentimental.

I hurriedly got up from the bed.

I must not become weak…I must not become emotional.

I needed to calmly think about my current situation and find a way out…

Having unexpectedly comfortable living conditions provided by Linus might have made me soft.

In fact, life there was comfortable.

Three meals a day were provided, and for some reason, my master Linus cooked them, and above all, the food was very delicious…

Linus was quiet, but he did not force anything on me, only occasionally smiling gently…

Such a…very…peaceful face…

A face that seemed far removed from conflict…

How could someone with such a face be a slave trader…?

Unexpectedly, a warm feeling I had almost forgotten rose in my heart.

I quickly shook my head.

Linus was a slave trader.

Naturally, he did not do this out of goodwill.

There must have been some ulterior motive.

I needed to see through that and devise a plan to escape from there…

Still, what exactly was Linus’s…his true purpose?

At first, I thought Linus had base desires…

I crossed my arms and looked around to clear my head.

Yes…the room I was currently in was originally Linus’s bedroom.

So, when I was brought into that room, I naturally stiffened, thinking Linus would have base desires for me and would engage in such acts.

But Linus simply left the room as it was.

And every time I met Linus, I prepared myself, yet he never once committed any base act against me.

Linus merely offered me—his slave—his own room.

I once peeked into Linus’s current bedroom, and it was far smaller and more shabby than the room I was in then.

It was located in the attic, and it was clearly a room meant for live-in servants.

The master Linus lived in a servant’s room, while I, his slave, lived in the master’s room.

It was completely nonsensical.

And Linus did not lay a hand on me.

Even though he made me wear such clothes every day…

I stood in front of the large mirror.

There I saw my reflection in the maid’s outfit I had grown used to over the past three months.

The skirt was short enough to be considered provocative, and my chest was blatantly exposed.

It was clear to anyone what the purpose of this maid outfit was.

I always appeared before Linus in that outfit…

I could not help but feel my face flush with shame.

While he made me wear such humiliating clothes, Linus’s attitude towards me was the complete opposite.

That was why I became increasingly confused about my evaluation of this man named Linus.

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Chapter 21: Alice Side 04 – The Reason Princess Alice With Light Attributes Fell Into Darkness

Linus always behaved so gentlemanly that he did not seem like a lowly slave trader.

I felt no malice from him at all.

Even though I had tried to kill him…

I could understand him temporarily helping a slave—me—who had tried to kill him.

I was the princess of the Runehold Kingdom, and now the only member of the royal family.

For a slave trader, I was a very valuable existence.

Therefore, even if he held murderous intent against me for my rebellion, it was very likely that he suppressed his emotions for the sake of monetary value.

If he were a base and greedy slave trader, it wouldn’t be surprising if he calculated things that way.

However, even considering that, Linus’s treatment of me was full of mysteries.

First of all, he did not impose any punishment for my rebellion.

Even if he wanted to avoid damaging his slave, as long as he did not cause severe injuries, he could heal me with recovery magic.

I, a slave, had aimed to kill my master.

Naturally, he should have felt intense anger.

To suppress any future rebellion, he should have given me harsh physical punishment.

In fact, I had once witnessed a slave trader beating a rebellious slave until they were near death.

It was a horrifying sight, deeply etched in my memory.

That was why I had prepared myself to receive such treatment.

However, Linus did nothing.

Instead, after glancing at my body with a bewildered expression, he simply handed me some clothes he had brought from somewhere.

And he just said, “Could you change into this for me?”

Those clothes were a maid outfit.

Although it was not exactly a normal maid outfit…

Still, from that point onward, the expressions and looks he showed me were always strangely calm.

It was not a look one would expect from a base slave trader involved in buying and selling people.

It was as if he had never seen a life or death situation, like a noble with a gentle expression.

Yes…it was just like my father’s face…

Gentle and calm, and therefore, lacking extraordinary talent as a king, but loved by the people, and I loved him too—that face I could never see again—

I hurriedly shook my head.

What foolish thoughts was I having?

To compare my late father…the king to such a lowly slave trader!

Just because he had been a little kind, I should not open my heart to a despicable slave trader…

Perhaps too many horrible things had happened one after another, making my heart weak.

So…perhaps this was…Linus’s cunning scheme.

His overly gentlemanly behavior toward me was likely to soften my heart…

His not laying a hand on me could be because selling me as a slave and keeping my virginity would increase my value…

If that were the case, it would explain Linus’s incomprehensible behavior.

Everything was just Linus’s sharp calculations.

I should have realized this with a little thought, yet I had not noticed such things…

I must really be more fatigued than I imagined.