I felt the movement of the ship, indicating that it was departing from its current stand. I kept struggling to free my hands from the rope. It was already hurting, and I felt it would remove my skin, but I didn’t stop.

I looked at the two maids I was with. I was even in pain, and my heart became tender when I saw the blood kept flowing down from the eyes of the maid who got stabbed by Sharmon. As I gritted my teeth, I clenched my fists while the anger was building inside my body.

I’m not this kind of person, but when I get my hands out...