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Lost Soul: Nine-tailed Fox's Transmigrations!

Trying to save someone from death, only to get doom in the end! Kayra Van, a very ordinary college student with a super good character died when she tried to save an old lady from getting hit by a bus-sama.  But, Heaven had other plans! When she was going to save the old lady by dragging her behind, a rotten pulpy banana caused her to slip! In the end, both of them were found to be kissing mother earth with all their being and successfully died!  The most traumatic thing was, she wasn't on the dead list of the grim reaper!!! But her good intention and past deeds didn't go down the drain because the next second, she got the chance to transmigrate with a cute system!

SB_Moon · Fantasia
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289 Chs

[11] SKULL TATTOO

[11] SKULL TATTOO

Prince Bok stepped ahead as the portal was shrinking, a sign that time was running out and soon, it would close. Both people used their spiritual power and crossed the way in a flash.

"Finally…" Hellrina sighed in relief as she glanced around their room. Kayra was snatched from her again. Prince Bok laid her on the bed gently and again, snapped his fingers.

A little syringe with purple liquid came out from his pocket dimension and fell on his hand. He leaned down and injected it into her neck.

"Ah…" Kayra groaned in pain as tried to move away because of the excruciating pain but the man was already done injecting.

Afterwards, he tugged on the bound curtains and the black curtains encircled the bed from four corners. Looking at the beautiful figure who was sleeping on his bed, the man's eyes darkened.

Prince Bok turned to Hellrina and ordered sternly, "Transfer the guest mark to her!"

Hearing him, her eyes widened into horror. She stepped back and whimpered, "But prince, if I do this, I won't have the mark and will be labeled as an Intruder…"

The Auction Palace had automated sensors and could kill anyone who had no mark of the guests or the 'things' which would be sold at the auction.

"I will take care of it. Do as I say." Prince Bok said again. He felt his forbearance was running out.

Hellrina glimpsed at her hand which had a black tattoo of a skull, the mark of being the guest. She reluctantly walked beside Kayra and closed her eyes.

A black mist began to come out from her body and flew towards the sleeping lady. Soon, the tattoo got transferred to Kayra's right palm and the mist got locked in it.

"Take care of her in my absence." Prince Bok threw those words at her and left the room in large steps. As soon as the automatic doors closed, Hellrina collapsed on the floor.

"lady! Take my apology…" Hellrina cried as she kneeled on the ground.

Also, before Prince Bok left, he annulled the master-slave contract, and thus, Hellrina was freed from the cursed century-old contract.

"All these years, even though I was Prince Bok's slave, the man didn't touch me as I am still underaged. On the king's command, we have come here but I never thought… he would want to… thanks lady for helping me. But I let you down…"

Hellrina wanted to kowtow heavily on the ground but she was afraid of pain the most and didn't muster up the courage. She slowly stood up and went beside Kayra.

"After you become the 9th mistress of Prince Bok, I will treat you wholeheartedly." An innocent smile blossomed on Hellrina's face as she gently glanced at the snoozing figure.

Then she kneeled beside the bed and whispered, "I shall wait for my lady to wake up~"

{ … }

[Cardinal, did I hear something wrong?]

{No… boss.}

The round surface of the system looked at Hellrina. It bounced on the white matter of Kayra's brain and chided her brain waves.

[Host, wake up!]

Because the system sent disturbing signals, Kayra woke up with a jolt. She didn't move and peeked around and froze upon noticing Hellrina.

A complicated emotion flashed through her eyes as she saw the other person staring at the ground.

Creak~

Right then, the automated door opened and two fierce-looking women entered the room. Hellrina and Kayra paused in their thoughts simultaneously.

Kayra again acted like a dead person but this time, however, the two female guards didn't give her any attention. Abruptly, they walked in front of Hellrina and captured her.

"You, you! Who are you two?! Why did you capture me?!" Hellrina asked anxiously and struggled to get free. Even though she had a notion, she didn't dare to believe it!

But the two guards' hold on her tightened further and their faces turned gloomy. Their eyes were extremely insensitive as they saw Hellrina's struggles.

"Don't struggle. You have been added to the auction objects by your master, Prince Bok!"

One of the guards replied irritably and grabbed Hellrina's shoulder tightly. The other one flicked on her forehead and a red triangle tattoo appeared.

It was the mark of the things being sold at the auction. As soon as the tattoo got passed on her forehead, it began to absorb Hellrina's energy and in a few seconds, Hellrina collapsed and became weak as she had never felt before.

She felt so weak that she couldn't even lift her eyelashes and thus, stopped struggling. Not to say, she was hurt by Prince Bok earlier. Her amber eyes glanced at the bed for the last time before she resigned to fate.

'I brought this upon myself. I deserve it…' Hellrina thought bitterly.

One female guard picked her on her shoulder like a grain sack and left the room. The other one turned in the direction of the bed and felt the breath coming from Kayra.

After realizing that Kayra was awake, she bowed towards the bed and respectfully said, "Honourable guest, sorry for the inconvenience."

Afterwards, they left the room quietly and the door closed automatically. Kayra hurriedly sat on the bed and parted the curtains as she walked out.

'Added to the auction objects?! What bullshit is it?!' Kayra thought madly.

[On earth, trading slaves was lawful until the 19th century. Even in the 21st century, you humans get trapped in modern slavery now and then. Should I show you the 'real' reality?]

Kayra realized the system was hellbound on teaching her the way of life. But she didn't want to discuss a new definition of slavery at the moment.

"What is this place?" She glanced around and saw the majestic interior of the room. While mulling on what to do next, she felt an itchy sensation on her right palm.

"Mosquito bite?" While imagining, her sight fell on her right palm. Noticing the eyes, a replica of the skull tattoo floated on top of her palm and began to giggle with green light radiating around it.