Chapter 63 - SO MUCH FOR A PEACEFUL DAY

It was a peaceful day. Veronica was doing laundry as usual. She was humming a song while using her legs to wash a hundred clothes. She just started her day. There were ten large buckets of clothes, waiting for their turn. She energetically kicked the clothes. She needed to finish the laundry before lunch.

As if to break the nice atmosphere, someone said, "What's this? The fair maiden is washing our clothes. She might lose her legs like this. Should we give her a hand?"

Veronica paused and looked at the source of the voice. There were five soldiers looking at her. The bulky man in the middle spoke to her. The other four soldiers were smirking as they eyed her hungrily. They were naked to their waists. They seemed to have finished their sword practice.

They were looking at her perversely. It made her uncomfortable. Although Arthur made pass at her from time to time, he never looked at her like that. Moreover, he gave her a comfortable feeling. She would be at ease when he guarded her.

In any case, she couldn't do something to make these people mad at her. She was here for her mission. So, Veronica gave them a polite smile. "Thank you for the offer. I'm doing fine. Please do your job."

The soldier was persistent. "Our job is to take care of this beautiful maiden. Oh, that means it's you. Why don't you spend some leisure time with us? I'm sure you are tired from doing all the hard work. Why don't we help you?"

It was the first time for Veronica to experience something like that. She had no clue how to deal with it. She saw those soldiers coming closer. Before she could say a word, the soldier in the middle grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the bucket.

"Ah!" Veronica yelled in pain and surprise.

The soldier gave her a wide grin. "What are you screaming for? We will give you a good time. Why don't you come with us?"

Most of the soldiers were out on the field, training. The tents were all empty. No one would come to help a helpless maiden.

"Pl-please… stop…" Veronica's face turned pale. She was so scared that her legs weren't moving. Remembering her first night going out of the temple made her legs frozen in fear. She looked at the soldier in horror.

"Please let go of my wife's hand." A calm yet cold voice could be heard not from far.

Veronica glanced at Arthur. Her eyes were brimming with tears.

The soldiers didn't look pleased after being interfered with. "Oh, isn't that our lovely maiden's dog? You are the one who gave us the source of the cougars' hidden home. Because of you, we had a feast. Do you have information about the home of other animals?"

"Please don't call my husband a dog," Veronica requested. Even though she was shaking in fear, her voice was firm.

The soldier who was hugging her waist agreed, "Fine, I won't call him a dog. But, why don't we have a tryst? I can let him off if you do that obediently."

Arthur's eyes darkened seeing that soldier's hand on her waist.

He was cooking a bit further away from her. At that time, a soldier hastened to him and said that some high-ranking soldiers went to cause trouble for Veronica.

He left the cooking to that soldier and rushed toward her. He heard her scream and sped up. His anger rose the moment he saw the soldier laid his hand on her.

Arthur was in a dilemma. If he saved her, it meant he had to fight them. Veronica and he would be kicked out of the camp if the worse happened. If not, they would be surveilled at the very least. It might take more time than their plan.

Everyone was preparing for the upcoming war. He wanted to take this chance to investigate along with Veronica.

Veronica heard the soldier's demand. She recalled how the drunk man assaulted her in the dark room. He tore her clothes and touched her private places with lust filled his eyes. Realizing that the soldiers wanted to do the same thing, her expression changed to disgust.

The bulky soldier did not like her expression. It made him feel like he was some kind of insect. "What's with this look?" he spoke with annoyance. "You go around and seduce men and don't want to please us after making us horny? You slut!"

He raised his hand to slap her. Veronica flinched and closed her eyes. However, she only heard a groan.

She opened her eyes and saw Arthur grabbing that soldier's arms and twisting them behind. She heard him saying, "Didn't I tell you to let go of my wife?"

The soldier couldn't help but let go of Veronica. She darted toward Arthur and grabbed his clothes. She buried her face on his arm.

Arthur found her behavior cute. He was thinking about how he could tease her after that.

His fantasy didn't last long. The other soldiers came to attack him. He let go of the arm of the bulky soldier and kicked him toward his fellow soldiers.

All five of them fell backward. The tent couldn't hold their weight and it crashed on them.

"Will they be okay?" Veronica asked in concern.

Arthur looked at her. "Are you seriously worried about them? I would rather worry about ourselves. They are high-ranking soldiers. If they want, they can kill us or sell us in the slave market."

"K-kill us?" Veronica's complexion wasn't good. There was another thing he said that made her confused. She questioned him, "What is a slave market?"

Sigh!

Arthur let out a sigh and took her away from the mess. "Slave is a person who is the legal property of another and is forced to obey them. The slave market is where you can buy them. If you become someone's slave, they can do whatever they want to do with you. And, you will have no right to object."