Chapitre 78: Cruel Mistress

"Keep going! I need to get the most coins!" A particularly unpleasant high-pitched feminine voice rang out, "I need to teach that commoner the difference between us!"

Antoinette looked at her followers with visible annoyance.

Something which sent shivers down their spines.

Even though they were extremely tired and thirsty, it wasn't like they could complain.

After all, they and their families were on her family's payroll.

If they upset her, their family falling into poverty was the best possible outcome.

More often than not they would be tortured and killed.

The bullies who threateningly came at Arvell were nothing more than meek lambs in front of their master.

Even when their master made them carry her since her 'legs felt tired' 5 minutes after the start of the examination, they had to accept it no questions asked.

More so they needed to smile while doing it.

Maintaining their sick charade of actually caring for her.