The Soul-lust Challenge (1)

Seung's brows knitted again. "Having spent a lot of time here, why are you still a rookie slave?"

The man responded vaguely before glancing at the Pope. "It's only when you've been here that long that you'll know why."

Seung tilted his head, trying to make sense of the statement. But it was the deep masculine voice from the entrance that interrupted his thoughts.

Despite his heart urging him to leave this place, his curiosity kept him rooted. He wanted to gather more information that could be useful for escaping. After all, there was no portal or teleportation hole to get him back.

'I'm a slave, and none of these people will care about my business. I just have to act like a typical low-class to gather as much information as possible to get back home,' he affirmed inwardly, wrapping his arms around himself with a light sigh.