The man guarding Remedios was a burly brute—the same man who had slapped Remedios and had been the harshest towards her.
Over the ten days he spent guarding Remedios, he had been exceptionally diligent, without a single mistake.
He was the model soldier.
After waiting ten days without any progress, Neia decided to use a different tactic.
She gathered all the night-watch soldiers and rewarded them with fine wine.
After all, there were few conflicts involving Neia's group, and night duty was undoubtedly the most tedious job.
The burly man guarding Remedios was also included in this reward.
When everyone was assembled, Neia led them to a storage area filled with wine.
Each soldier received a jar of wine and was told it was a reward for their hard work.
The burly man also received his share and then returned to his post.
As he stared at the jar of wine, he couldn't help but feel tempted.
After all, for most soldiers, two things brought them the greatest joy—women and wine.
"Just one small sip shouldn't hurt, right?" the man thought to himself.
But after taking one sip, he couldn't stop.
One sip turned into another, and before long, he was drinking freely from the jar.
The restraint he initially had was completely gone.
Eventually, drunk and careless, the man lay flat on the ground and began snoring loudly.
Remedios had been watching him the entire time, her heart full of disdain.
"Men—always about wine and women. Truly, not a single one of them is decent." Her hatred for men deepened even further.
But then, as if the man had somehow heard her silent condemnation, he suddenly stood up and unlocked the cell door.
Remedios kept replaying what had just happened in her mind.
As the events unfolded, she was overcome with fear.
When she realized what was about to happen... she was so terrified she nearly burst into tears.
She begged for mercy, but it was useless.
In the man's drunken eyes, Remedios was unworthy of forgiveness.
Moreover, Remedios wasn't exactly a good person either, so the burly man felt no guilt when he acted.
After all, he was punishing a bad person, and at the same time... it was truly killing two birds with one stone. Why wouldn't he do it?
After everything was over, Remedios lay alone in the prison cell, questioning her life... after having gone through that.
At this moment, the burly man was snoring loudly outside the cell, while Remedios, with all four of her limbs broken by Neia, was completely unable to move.
Before leaving Remedios's cell, the burly man had also locked the door.
Even in a drunken state, people tend to remember some important things.
Though he was drunk, the burly man hadn't forgotten his task: guarding Remedios.
Staring at the ceiling of her cell, Remedios felt an unusual sense of calm.
After all, that wasn't as terrifying as she had imagined.
The beginning was indeed excruciating, but compared to the agony of having all four limbs broken, it was nothing.
The pain was completely within an acceptable range, and eventually, she couldn't feel even a trace of it.
Not only was the pain gone, but there was also another sensation. Remedios couldn't quite describe it herself; if she had to put it into words, it felt... strange, almost wondrous.
She stared blankly at the ceiling of the cell, then glanced at the burly man.
"This actually doesn't feel so bad!" Remedios suddenly had this thought.
A very small number of people have this unique trait, submissiveness.
Both men and women can possess it, but they themselves are often unaware of it.
Whenever they are bullied, beaten, or even treated as slaves, they become exceptionally obedient, without the slightest thought of resistance.
It's perfectly normal for a complex species like humans to have a few individuals with such unique characteristics.
In the morning, the burly man suddenly woke up, turned over, and saw that Remedios was still there.
Seeing that Remedios was still there, he felt much more at ease.
However, he noticed that Remedios's clothes were in disarray.
Although she hadn't changed, they were much more messy than before, and there was also...
The burly man suddenly remembered what had happened and was extremely frustrated.
"How could I have done such a thing?" he muttered angrily.
Meanwhile, Remedios was sleeping soundly.
She hadn't slept so well in a long time.
The burly man looked at her, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction.
Although he had forced himself on Remedios, he thought she deserved it.
After all, Remedios had once tortured his goddess, Neia.
The burly man opened the prison door and slapped Remedios's face twice.
Remedios woke up, and seeing the burly man in front of her, she had some particular thoughts in her mind, though she didn't realize it at all.
"Why are you hitting me?" she asked.
"Because of you, I made a mistake!" the burly man yelled at her.
When someone believes the other person is no good, they will think whatever the other person does is wrong.
Clearly, the burly man thought Remedios was at fault.
For the first time, Remedios didn't retort immediately and stayed silent.
The burly man slapped her two more times and then arranged her clothes, making sure she wasn't exposing any private parts.
After that, he firmly locked the prison door, pulling on it a few times to ensure it was securely shut before leaving.
He was going to find Neia to apologize, as he knew he had done something he shouldn't have.
With a feeling of unease, the burly man quickly met Neia.
Normally, people avoided seeing Neia unless it was something important, fearing that they might be disliked by her.
But no one who went to see Neia would ever do so lightly.
They would always be concerned, though they wouldn't voice it.
The burly man entered the tent where Neia was.
She spent her days here dealing with letters from the members of their organization in other places, most of which were requests for supplies.
When Neia saw the burly man's expression, she immediately knew what had happened.
Everything was as she had expected.
"Lady Neia! I'm so sorry, I got drunk last night and... did that with Remedios," the burly man apologized.
"Oh! I know! You can go now," Neia replied as though it was just a minor matter.
"Lady Neia, aren't you going to punish me?" the burly man asked curiously.
"How long have you been with me?" Neia asked.
"One year, three months, and seven days," he replied.
"Then do you know who Remedios is?" Neia asked.
"She's some kind of general, I think?" the burly man answered.
"No, she's a prisoner of war! You're a soldier, your rank is higher than hers. You can't be punished because of her. As long as she's not dead, you can do whatever you want with her!" Neia said, and then returned to her work, continuing to reply to letters and writing to the Sorcerer Kingdom to request more supplies.
The Sorcerer Kingdom was never short on supplies.
With countless skeleton soldiers replacing human labor, the speed of material production was remarkably high.
The burly man returned to Remedios's private prison, staring intently at her.
However, his mind was consumed by Neia's words: "As long as she doesn't die, do whatever you want!"
"Doesn't that mean... this woman is mine now?"
Suddenly, the burly man understood Neia's meaning.
He looked at Remedios with a wicked glint in his eyes.
His intentions were obvious—what he wanted to do went without saying.
Those who understand, understand.
Remedios noticed his gaze... Although she was terrified, there was a peculiar emotion flickering in her eyes—one she herself didn't even realize.
Over time, her initial fear turned into numbness, and eventually, she chose to resign herself to her fate.
Unknowingly, Remedios stopped hating the burly man.
.......
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
Neia was busy managing the affairs of the Holy Kingdom and had completely forgotten about Remedios's existence.
Meanwhile, Caspond and the Holy Queen, Calca, had agreed to initiate the final decisive battle.
Both armies arrived at the battlefield and set up their camps in preparation.
The battle raged on for three days and three nights without a clear victor, eventually forcing both sides to retreat.
At night, Holy Queen Calca gathered the high-ranking officers in her camp for a meeting.
The lowest-ranking officer present was at least a commander of a thousand soldiers.
Caspond's side did the same.
Unbeknownst to them, several level-80 Hanzo assassins from the Sorcerer Kingdom had infiltrated their camps.
These plans had all been meticulously devised by Renner, who served as the Chancelor of the Sorcerer Kingdom.
In a single night, all the high-ranking officers of both armies vanished without a trace.
The next morning, Holy Queen Calca gathered all her soldiers and announced that the enemy had sent assassins to eliminate their senior commanders.
Naturally, no noble was spared either—they had all been killed.
Under the banner of revenge, Calca delivered a passionate speech.
Every word had been carefully crafted by Renner.
Her words bewitched the soldiers, driving them into a frenzy and igniting an unstoppable desire to fight the enemy to the death.
The same scenario unfolded on Caspond's side.
The two armies clashed once again, but without their high-ranking commanders, the troops were nothing more than a disorganized mob, fighting individually without coordination.
The battlefield descended into utter chaos, and both sides suffered devastating casualties.
Holy Queen Calca ordered her own army's supply depots to be set ablaze and had all witnesses killed. Caspond did the same on his side.
After battling fiercely for three days and three nights, the soldiers were utterly exhausted and starving.
They began retreating to their camps, hoping to find food and rest, only to discover their camps reduced to ashes and their supplies completely destroyed.
A dying soldier, barely clinging to life, managed to tell them, "The supplies were burned by the enemy... The Holy Queen is dead... If you want to eat, you'll have to seize the enemy's provisions..." With those final words, he succumbed to his injuries.
The same scene played out on Caspond's side.
Desperate for food, the starving soldiers from both armies clashed once again, fighting each other for survival through another day and night.
Eventually, the soldiers collapsed from exhaustion, utterly spent.
The battlefield chosen by Caspond and Holy Queen Calca was a desolate wilderness, far from any towns or villages.
There was no chance of sourcing food from nearby settlements, and the soldiers, having fought for days and nights on end, lacked the strength to forage for supplies.
It was then that Neia arrived with her rescue team.
She brought with her large quantities of food and medical supplies.
With Neia's help, the soldiers were nursed back to health and fed.
In gratitude—and out of sheer necessity—they all pledged their loyalty to Neia.
After all, both Holy Queen Calca and Caspond were dead, and the soldiers had no other leader to follow.
If they tried to return to their hometowns, they would be branded as deserters and arrested by local officials.
For survival, they had no choice but to follow Neia.
........
After successfully bringing these veteran soldiers under her command, Neia finally remembered Remedios.
She took some time to visit her.
During this period, Remedios had been entirely dependent on the burly man to carry her around.
Since Neia had ordered that Remedios must not die, the burly man had been responsible for taking care of her daily needs, including food, clothing, and even assisting her with using the bathroom.
There was no other choice—Remedios's limbs had been broken.
Surprisingly, Remedios had become unusually obedient to the burly man.
When Neia saw Remedios, she noticed that Remedios was wearing a different set of clothes.
The burly man had changed them for her because he used Remedios daily, and her clothes had become unbearably filthy.
He had even bathed her several times.
The moment Remedios saw Neia, she began cursing at her.
However, she had only managed to get halfway through her first sentence when the burly man slapped her across the face.
"Shut up!"
Remedios immediately fell silent.
Neia was quite surprised—Remedios had always been defiant, even when Neia had punished her before.
Just how strong was this burly man?
"Hit the back of my hand with the same strength you just used on her face," Neia ordered the burly man.
"Lady Neia, I can't do that. My hands are covered in calluses. If I hit you, it will hurt you terribly," the burly man protested firmly.
"You will do it today!" Neia's voice carried a commanding tone.
The burly man hesitated.
"Heal my hand! I'll do it myself!" Remedios suddenly interjected coldly.
Neia ignored her entirely.
The burly man kicked Remedios hard.
"Is this your turn to speak? Shut your mouth!"
Remedios immediately fell silent, obediently lowering her head.
Despite his earlier hesitation, the burly man followed Neia's command and struck her hand. Neia felt no pain at all.
Using the same strength, Neia slapped Remedios across the face.
Remedios glared at her with defiant eyes.
Neia slapped her again, but Remedios continued to stare back with the same unyielding gaze.
However, she still didn't utter a single word.
Neia found it hard to believe—Remedios had been completely subdued by this burly man?
Neia handed Remedios a vial of purple healing potion and ordered her to drink it.
But Remedios showed no sign of gratitude.
"When Lady Neia tells you to drink, you drink! Are you asking for more?!" the burly man barked and delivered another slap across her face.
He grabbed Remedios by the head, preparing to force her mouth open.
But before he could, Remedios opened her mouth on her own.
The burly man carefully took the healing potion from Neia's hand and then violently forced it into Remedios's mouth, a stark contrast to how he treated Neia with utmost respect.
After drinking the potion, Remedios's limbs were instantly healed, and her body felt completely fine.
Without hesitation, she raised her fist and lunged at Neia.
Neia swiftly kicked Remedios to the ground.
Remedios got up and attempted to attack again, but the burly man slapped her across the face once more.
With Remedios's speed and strength, she could have easily dodged or even counterattacked, yet she made no effort to avoid the slap and simply took it head-on.
"Kneel!" the burly man roared.
Remedios obediently knelt down.
"Lady Neia, it's my fault. Are you hurt?" the burly man asked with a sincere and apologetic expression.
His attitude toward Neia was the complete opposite of how he treated Remedios.
"She listens to you very well," Neia said, pointing at Remedios.
"Lady Neia, she just needs to be disciplined. A few more beatings, and she'll learn," the burly man replied with a foolish grin.
Neia didn't respond to him.
She didn't believe it was simply about discipline. In truth, Remedios had been beaten into submission—completely obedient, but only to the burly man.
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