Hearing Ji Yu Su’s words, Sherya appeared outwardly vulnerable, but in her heart, she was silently criticizing.
Is it a mistake only if it doesn’t align with your wishes?
What kind of “mature woman’s thinking” is that?
Ridiculous!
Unfortunately, the “tear-inducing potion” had been used up during her time with Ji Lian.
Otherwise, Sherya could have played the helpless victim even more convincingly.
Did they really think her tears during this time were genuine?
The girl’s acting skills were incredible, surpassing many mainstream celebrities by leaps and bounds.
Even without the aid of props, Sherya, relying on the natural reactions of her body and some conscious acting, managed to keep Ji Yu Su completely unaware.
She actually believed she was genuinely terrified.
I’m not scared! (Shoulders shivering)
Don’t blame Sherya for being outspoken.
Trapped in Ji Yu Su’’s embrace, Sherya, when compared to the female protagonist…
It’s like a delicate bunny enclosed by the sharp claws of a fierce beast.
The beast isn’t in a hurry to devour its prey; instead, it indulges in playing with it leisurely.
And those crimson eyes occasionally diverge, as if waiting for something.
Before long, Ji Yu Su got what she wanted.
An unfamiliar maid approached with a wooden tray, moving with delicate yet brisk steps.
From Sherya’s perspective, the items displayed on it made her blush and her heart race uncontrollably.
It was a collar crafted from an unknown rare beast’s fur and priceless peach resin jade.
Or more accurately… a “collar.”
A dog collar.
The fur snugly pressed against the neck, protecting the delicate skin of the elf girl.
As for the peach resin jade, within the Grand Eastern Empire, it was a legendary gem of incalculable value, rare and unattainable.
The jade that Ji Yu Su possessed was most likely a gift from the current Empress of the Eastern Empire.
Originally, she intended for Sherya to make a bracelet or some other accessory.
After all, girls have an age when they love to adorn themselves.
Little did she expect Sherya to use the pink bell to decorate the collar, truly wasting a precious item.
Because, after much thought, Ji Yu Su valued jade the most among her treasures, and the peach resin jade perfectly matched the soft, peachy color of Sherya’s pupils.
“Do you like it?”
Ji Yu Su leaned in close to Sherya’s ear, her warm breath scalding her earlobe, causing the elf to shiver in the girl’s embrace.
“…”
Sherya couldn’t speak, and she didn’t dare to shake her head either.
But her lack of affirmation displeased Ji Yu Su.
“If you don’t like it, it’s yours!”
It was unclear whether Ji Yu Su was referring to the collar or Sherya’s inescapable fate.
“In the future, when I hear the sound of your bell, I’ll know you’ve come~”
A ring of crimson immediately surrounded Sherya’s eyes.
Because, wouldn’t that be like a dog…
However, Ji Yu Su paid no attention to the girl’s feelings of humiliation.
Instead, she lightly hooked a finger, seemingly drawing something out of thin air.
Suddenly, the shabby leather collar that symbolized Sherya’s slave status, previously wrapped around her neck, was instantly cut into two by an invisible force, falling from the girl’s neck.
This frightened the petite elf girl, causing another shiver and leaving her face even paler.
It wasn’t until this moment that she deeply realized.
The world she crossed into possessed something called “magic” or “spiritual power.”
And Ji Yu Su was undoubtedly the current girl with the strongest innate spiritual power.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been raised as a weapon for the empire since childhood.
In other words, as long as Ji Yu Su wanted…
She only needed to move her finger to control Sherya’s life.
This was far more despair-inducing than the difference in their social status.
An ordinary person without power and Ji Yu Su, who possessed innate divine power…
Could they really still be considered the same race?
In reality, the elf race was also blessed with unique advantages.
The elf race in this world is extremely rare, with almost all of them possessing the ability to perceive and use magic.
Except for what is known as the “Heaven’s Deficiency,” elves are born with “congenital muteness.”
They not only lose the ability to speak but also completely lose the possibility of sensing magic and reciting the unique elf magic incantations.
This is why Sherya is so eager to cure her “muteness.”
According to the story’s ending, once Sherya can speak, in a sense, she can be considered on par with Ji Yu Su, who is the ceiling for martial strength in the book.
Have you heard of “words dictate magic”?
Sherya, with the royal elf bloodline, is somewhat in that category.
However, it’s limited to “magic,” not the kind of “causal weapons” where saying something makes it true.
But long-term solutions are needed for immediate problems.
As for Sherya’s future “Nycoin”…
Concerning her current self, under Ji Yu Su’s threat, Sherya easily succumbed and became obedient.
Ji Yu Su enjoyed seeing her little slave accept reality.
She reached out and gently stroked Sherya’s soft and beautifully silver hair, almost noble in its appearance.
Her fingertips deliberately or inadvertently touched the slender, long ears of the girl.
After feeling the obvious tremor in Sherya’s ears, she withdrew her fingers.
Turning her attention to the maid kneeling on the ground with both knees aligned, presenting the specially made collar without the slightest tremor or hesitation.
“Ding Ling~”
In the small bell carefully carved from peach resin jade, the rounded jade tongue collided, producing a crisp and ethereal sound.
“You should wear this.”
Ji Yu Su lifted Sherya’s delicate chin, showcasing the specially made collar in front of her.
Through a unique angle, one could vaguely see the three signature characters “Ji Yu Su” written on the leather with a touch resembling golden engraving.
Sherya’s eyelashes trembled inexplicably.
A teardrop the size of a bean silently slid down her snowy cheeks.
Without the use of tear-inducing potions or Ji Yu Su’s bullying…
It was just in that moment that the girl felt a bone-deep desolation at being completely forced to become someone’s property.
Before this, what she had experienced might have been equally humiliating, signaling a future without freedom.
But never before had anything, like the collar now fastened around her neck, symbolized the peak of symbolic significance.
The sensation of the new leather against her neck skin was first cold, then itchy.
But Sherya didn’t dare to move.
With the slightest movement, the bell started to jingle.
Ding Ling~ Ding Ling~
Like a little dog.
Or perhaps a small horse being ridden.
Ji Yu Su seemed to notice her stiffness, perhaps to avoid making the bell sound.
She then thought that maybe Sherya was afraid of Ji Lian hearing it.
At that moment, the flames of jealousy burned even brighter.
The next moment, she couldn’t control herself and firmly squeezed the delicate elf’s shoulder.
What followed was a near-painful whimper.
“Ugh…”
The crisp jingling of the bell formed a harmonious accompaniment.
It made Ji Lian, who stood on the throne, tremble in her heart.
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