When I Infiltrated the Enemy Nation as a Slave, the Yandere Beauties There Started a Civil War Over Me - Chapter 03: Experience

Chapter 03: Experience

After leaving the slave auction, I was put into a carriage. 

Inside the carriage, it was just the two of us—me and the white-haired woman.

As soon as we got in, the carriage started moving, and the woman sitting next to me spoke.

“It should take about ten minutes to get to my house. So, why don’t we chat until we arrive?”

Her house… meaning the duchess’s mansion. The idea of entering the home of a duke from an enemy nation made me a bit nervous, but right now, I’m just a slave.

There’s no reason for me to feel anxious.

“Let’s get right to it—how old are you, Luke?”

There was no reason to hide my age, and if I did, it might cause problems later if it led to me being forced to do something that wasn’t allowed for my age. So, I decided to answer honestly.

“I’m sixteen.”

“Wow, really? That makes you younger than me! How cute!”

Younger… So then, how old was this white-haired woman?

“Hey, how old do you think I am?”

As I wondered that, she asked me the exact question I had in mind.

Based on her usual behavior, she could easily be younger than me. But her physical maturity and the way she carries herself when she’s calm are undeniably adult-like.

That said, I don’t know if the experience I’ve gained meeting many of the nobles from Sandrotheim Kingdom applies to someone like her from the Elenorde Empire. She didn’t seem much older than me, though.

“Seventeen, I think.”

When I finally concluded that she was a year older than me, the white-haired woman’s face lit up with excitement.

“Correct! That’s right! You guessed my age even though we just met! You’re amazing! I’m so glad I bought you!”

I had prepared myself for the possibility of harsh treatment as a slave while infiltrating the Elenorde Empire, and in the worst-case scenario, I knew my life could be in danger if my true identity was discovered. But I never imagined I’d end up being bought by a noble who didn’t seem very much like a duchess at all.

As the white-haired woman continued chatting happily to herself for a while, she suddenly looked at me and said:

“Blond hair and red eyes are rare, you know… I really like your eyes.”

She then reached out with her left hand to brush aside the bangs that were covering my right eye.

“They’re beautiful… I can feel a strong will in them. I could stare at them forever.”

She muttered this with a dreamy expression.

I didn’t respond, and as a slave, resisting wasn’t an option, so I quietly remained still.

Soon after, the carriage came to a stop, and we both got out.

Standing before the large mansion behind the gate, the white-haired woman smiled brightly and said:

“This is my home, the Cecifelia Duchy mansion, where you’ll be living from today! What do you think? It’s pretty big and spacious, right?”

This place… Even for a duke’s estate, the mansion is massive, and the grounds are enormous.

It makes sense, considering this is the kind of family that can easily throw around millions. But maybe this is normal in the Elenorde Empire, where they conquer other nations and take their land.

…Thinking about it now doesn’t change anything.

“Yes,” I replied shortly.

The white-haired woman seemed satisfied with my response and had the two gatekeepers open the gate for us.

We walked to the front of the mansion, where she opened the door and invited me inside. As we walked down the hallway, I noticed the luxurious decor and items that reflected her tastes.

Fortunately, having interacted with many nobles before, I had some knowledge of their preferences and hobbies. This could help me get closer and possibly gather some valuable information.

“This is the first stop!” she suddenly announced with enthusiasm, stopping in her tracks. I stopped too.

She then opened a door, revealing a room full of clothes.

“Is this… a dressing room?”

“Correct! I can’t let you keep wearing those ragged clothes forever—it’d be too sad.”

She’s being surprisingly kind for a slave owner… But that doesn’t mean I’ll ease up on my mission to gather information. Not at all.

“Luke, are you good at picking out clothes?”

…Honestly, I usually just wear royal garments, and whenever I attend events, I wear the clothes prepared for me. So no, I’m not particularly skilled at choosing clothes.

There’s no point in pretending otherwise, so I decided to answer honestly.

“I’m not very good at it.”

When I said that, the white-haired woman’s eyes lit up with excitement for some reason.

“Got it! Then I’ll pick out your clothes for you!”

She then grabbed a set of men’s clothes and walked over to me.

“Alright, Luke! I want you to try these on, so I’ll help you take off those rags you’re wearing now.”

…Wait, what? 

She’s going to… undress me?

“N-No need for a duchess to go through that trouble. I can change clothes by myself.”

“You don’t need to be so formal with me. Come on, raise your arms.”

This is… humiliating. But I don’t know what will happen if I resist. Right now, I’m just a slave, and I’m doing this for the sake of Sandrotheim Kingdom.

Fighting back the urge to resist, I told myself it was for the kingdom and slowly raised my arms, closing my eyes.

I waited for her to undress me… but nothing happened.

When I finally opened my eyes, I found the white-haired woman standing in front of me, smiling mischievously.

“Sorry, Luke. I just wanted to see your embarrassed face and also check if you’d ever been bought as a slave before… But judging by how flustered you are, it seems you’ve never been bought as a slave before—and you don’t have any experience with girls either, right?”

“Uh…”

“Yay! I’m relieved! You’re so handsome, so I was a little worried, but it looks like there’s no other girl in your life.”

With that, the white-haired woman handed me the clothes she was holding, then walked to the door of the dressing room. She turned to face me and introduced herself properly.

“Let me introduce myself again—I’m Claire Cecifelia. We’re going to be spending a long time together from now on, so let’s get along, okay?”

After giving her name, Claire Cecifelia placed her hand on the doorknob, cracked the door open slightly, and said,

“I’ll be waiting for you to finish changing. Once you’re done, come out… And I’ll tell you the thing you’re most curious about.”

“What…!?”

The thing I’m most curious about…? Does that mean she already knows who I really am?

If that’s the case… this dressing room could be dangerous.

The only exit is the door where Cecifelia is standing. There’s no other way out.

As I started to feel the tension rising, Cecifelia cheerfully added,

“Don’t worry! I’ve never had any experience with men either, so you can relax!”

With that, Cecifelia left the dressing room and shut the door behind her.

“…”

I suddenly felt a wave of relief, but for now, I focused on taking off the ragged clothes I was wearing.

After changing into the men’s clothes I was given, I took a step forward and opened the door to the dressing room. At that moment, I had no idea…

I had no idea that living in this mansion—living in the Elenorde Empire—would expose me to countless dangers.

And above all, I never imagined that I would soon face a threat to my chastity.