Diana
For a while, I couldn’t fully understand what I had just gotten myself into.
In fact, for the rest of that day, I stayed outside the mansion. Not far from it…just outside enough where I couldn’t hear any voices…any footsteps.
It was just me and my thoughts…and the knife that Edric had given me. I was pondering, not knowing what to do with it. Should I use it to stab him again?
But Muzan – the nonchalant guy – was angry when I did that.
The message was clear. I shouldn’t do that.
But then again, if I was going to have a solid shot at getting out of here, I would have to try some bizarre things.
“Cursed with Eternal life,” I mused to myself. Muzan was pissed because I had made a deal with the devil. I had traded a long year of hard labor, for a chance at freedom, the only conseq
