When I traveled through time and became a player, I just wanted to commit suicide

In the corridor paved with khaki stone slabs, the turbid air with a hint of rusty and bloody smell filled every corner.

Intermittent whipping sounds, begging for mercy, sobs... all kinds of sounds mixed into an unbearable noisy symphony.

"Please...please, stop!"

"Snapped--!"

"Not enough! You should behave more humbly, so that your future master can see your attitude of admitting your mistake and spare your life!"

"Dear Master...please, please forgive me..."

"Snapped--!"

"Lower your head! Don't raise your head when you're kneeling on the ground!"

On both sides of the corridor were closed wooden doors, and many sounds of begging for mercy and scoldings came from inside the doors.

Tifa frowned and walked in the corridor, clenching her fists slightly and then loosening them slightly.

Directly in front of her, a tall woman was slowly leading the way with her waist swaying.

"Miss Tifa, the last boy you are looking for is here."

Suddenly, the woman stopped in front of a wooden door with blood stains remaining in the cracks. She turned to look at Tifa. She had deep crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, looking like she was middle-aged.

"What is this place?" Tifa pursed her lips and asked.

"Training corridor." The woman named "Hagrid" replied calmly, "Lord Charles requires that his products must be absolutely obedient and submissive."

The so-called "commodities" are, of course, slaves.

Without saying a word, Tifa stepped forward and pushed the door open.

However, the door was locked and could not be easily opened without violent force.

"Bang bang——!"

Tifa clenched her fists and pounded the heavy wooden door hard.

"Miss Tifa, this is a confinement room and is not allowed to be opened normally. If I were you, I would abide by the rules here." Hagrid calmly looked at the red-eyed girl and said calmly.

"Please open the door, I want to see him." Tifa took a deep breath and said to calm down.

"Sorry Miss Tifa, I just said that the door of the solitary room is not allowed to be opened." Hagrid looked at the thick wooden door, "This student was punished for violating school rules and was detained for seven days. Now it is only the first time. Just three days.”

"What school rules did he violate?" Tifa turned to stare at Hagrid and asked.

"I have to check this." Hagrid looked through a notebook he carried with him, "Well...Jacob, age 14, was imprisoned for a period of two months for fighting with his roommate. Seven days.”

Tifa opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but she couldn't.

What should she do?

Ask or threaten the woman in front of you to let the child go?

Or a violent attack, breaking down the door and taking the person out?

But will these moves throw a wrench into Leathern's plans?

Or...do nothing and just walk away?

"Oh, by the way, the last girl happens to be locked up here."

Hagrid pointed to another solitary cell across the corridor and flipped through his notes again.

"Evie, age 14, was detained for seven days for fighting in school. Well... I remember they seemed to be twins."

After saying that, Hagrid closed the note and continued to look at Tifa with calm eyes.

"Miss Tifa, of the two children of the same age who were beaten by them, one lost his front teeth and the other had a broken arm. The students in the school are theoretically the property of Mr. Charles. Damaging property is not allowed, and Even if you break away from your status as a slave, fighting and fighting are inappropriate behaviors."

Tifa was silent.

She didn't know why the two children were fighting. Maybe they were wronged? Being bullied? Or do they become pure perpetrators in such an environment?

Just because she didn't know, whether it was to understand the safety of these two children, their current life situation, or to understand the ins and outs of why they were locked up in the solitary room, Tifa wanted to meet them.

But judging from the current situation, Ms. Hagrid seems unwilling to violate the rules here.

Before coming here, she had already met three other younger children.

The three children are learning cooking, arithmetic, writing and other courses in this campus carefully built by Charles.

Charles disdains selling slaves who are clean on the outside but have nothing on the inside. The slaves sold from him must have expertise and bring value to their owners.

Of course, the price is naturally more expensive.

But it was this kind of mass-produced high-quality slaves that aroused the pursuit of nobles and wealthy businessmen. In this regard, they were not stingy with their money. This may also be an important reason why Charles was able to develop rapidly within two years.

.....

"Finally found you, Miss Tifa."

While Tifa was hesitating, a familiar voice sounded behind her.

"Lord Charles?"

Hagrid looked at the visitor in surprise.

Tifa turned around and saw a middle-aged blond businessman with a cane looking at her with a smile.

There was a tall, thin figure wearing a brown-gray hood silently following the blond businessman, with two long swords hanging on his back.

"It's Lithern..."

Tifa recognized it based on the familiar clothes and Vilo following him.

"What happened?"

Seeing the melancholy look on Tifa's face, Li Shanren, who had been searching all the way, turned his attention to Ms. Hagrid.

Hagrid's heart skipped a beat, and he lowered his head and said, "Two of the children Miss Tifa is looking for are being detained."

"Confinement?"

Li Shanren looked at the closed wooden doors on both sides of the corridor.

"Then release the people." He ordered.

"But you once stipulated that slaves who are punished will not receive any pardon, even if you speak personally." Hagrid said.

"Then, starting from today, there is no such rule." Li Shanren looked at Hagrid indifferently, "What I said is the biggest rule, open the door."

"Yes."

Under pressure, Hagrid could only take off the key from his waist and open the door.

In the narrow room that was almost completely closed, with the help of the light in the corridor, a thin figure could be seen huddled in the corner with his legs in his arms.

Seeing the door suddenly opened, the boy hiding inside was stunned. He thought someone was coming to catch him, so he subconsciously shrank back inside.

However, then he recognized a familiar figure in the crowd outside.

"Sister Tifa..." the boy murmured in disbelief, even suspecting that he had a mental problem after being locked up for too long.

"Jacob!"

Tifa walked into the solitary room anxiously.

"Is there another one locked on the opposite side? Let's open it together."

Li Shanren glanced at it casually, then withdrew his gaze and continued to order Hagrid.

"Yes."

Hagrid walked to the opposite side and opened the door with his key.