Luo Yu’s head swam with thick question marks and bitter resentment.

She tugged at the iron chains with her slender hands, but pain shot through her limbs with every movement, her mind growing hazy.

Through the daze, she spotted a small bag beside her feet.

*Right—the treasure! My treasure! Where did it go?*

Frantically, she upended the bag, shaking its contents into the air.

“Xiao Shuang’s panties—where are they? Where?!”

She searched the ground for a long time but found no trace of those snow-white, semi-transparent cotton triangle panties dusted with a faint trace of snow—her precious treasure.

“What do I do? Xiao Shuang’s panties are really gone… It’s over. Over.”

Her arms went limp. She sat back on her heels, hands drooping. Tears welled in her eyes, grief crushing her.

She nearly couldn’t catch her breath.

Lying in the Champion’s prison tent, Luo Yu glanced at her bare body and remembered more horrors.

“Seriously? Someone stole my clothes too?!”

“Damn it!” Luo Yu gritted her teeth, anger flaring. “Whoever stole my underwear and clothes—once I find them, they’ll regret messing with this Lady Luo Yu. I’ll make sure they get no good juice!”

Snapping back to reality, she scanned her surroundings.

Her gaze locked onto the iron chain shackled to her ankle, tension tightening her expression.

*Looks like I passed out and got captured again. If this is still the Champion’s camp… that brat must’ve taken me down.*

“Don’t panic.”

She smiled, releasing the worry.

“Pfft. Nothing to sweat over.”

After a moment’s emotional preparation, Luo Yu wedged her hands between her thighs. Her cheeks flushed crimson.

Clearly, this girl was about to begin her daily ritual—rewarding herself.

“No spark… Wish I had a mirror to watch myself.”

After a brief, half-hearted attempt, she grumbled about the filthy cell—no tissue paper, impossible to get in the mood.

The armored knight guarding her froze, stunned by the soft, rhythmic moans drifting from the iron cage.

“Prisoner! What are you doing?!”

“Whoa!” Luo Yu jolted at the deep female voice. Her carefully built momentum shattered instantly, leaving her deflated.

Panicked, she yelled at the guard: “Don’t interrupt a girl during serious business! You’ll give me health problems!”

“What’s your problem?!” The guard strode over and kicked the cage bars—*clang!* “You’re the Champion’s captive. Behave.”

*So I really was caught by that brat?* Luo Yu’s brow furrowed. *They saw my naked body… I’m furious.*

“Hold on.”

Mid-strategy brainstorm, Luo Yu suddenly looked up at the armored knight. “Who even are you?”

“Your jailer. The Champion ordered me to bathe you and deliver you to him later.”

“Oh.”

Luo Yu nodded, then snapped her head up, eyes wide. “You work for the Champion?!”

“…” The guard sighed. “I’m wearing Imperial armor. Standing in the Champion’s tent. Who else’s side would I be on?”

Amused by Luo Yu’s bewildered, kitten-like stare, the guard removed her helmet. Golden hair tumbled free, framing a sharp, striking face. Her ears weren’t human—fluffy, feline, twitching slightly.

“Lower Demon. Catblood lineage. Heavy flank guard in the Champion’s squad. Name’s Cat Ten.”

Luo Yu: “Whoa.”

“Stop gawking.” Cat Ten thrust a hand through the bars, gripping Luo Yu’s chin. “Listen, captive—you’re the Champion’s prized trophy: beautiful, tender, juicy. You’ll be toyed with and tormented. Your emotions right now should be fear. Sorrow. You should be begging *me*, Cat Ten, on your knees to spare you. I’m your only hope. Understand?”

“Got it.” Luo Yu’s eyes lit up. “So you’re a fellow Demon Kind trapped by the Champion! Free me first. Once I overthrow him, I’ll take you back to the Demon Realm.”

Guard Cat Ten: “…”

“I’m unshakeable!” Luo Yu knelt, one hand on her hip, the other busy between her thighs, body swaying confidently. “I am Lady Luo Yu—what’s a tiny setback on my path to Emperor? Mere dust beneath my hooves. Not worth a second thought…”

“…Are you always like this?”

“The strong never complain about harsh conditions,” Luo Yu declared, eyes narrowed. “Nor fear an unkind era. Though I face a brief low point now, a little patience… a little restraint…”

She opened her mouth, boasting wildly, body rocking with excitement. “I feel it—my destiny’s turning point is coming. Coming… almost here…”

Cat Ten: “…”

At last, the girl won her first holy war in this wretched cell.

“Done?” Cat Ten asked flatly.

“Done.” Luo Yu wiped sweat from her fingers, smiling serenely like a sage seated in meditation.

“I’ll let you go, then.” Cat Ten pulled a keyring from her chest plate. She unlocked the cage, drew her sword, and sliced through Luo Yu’s ankle chains.

“Huh?” Luo Yu frowned, displeased. “This flimsy restraint? I’d have shattered it with a laugh. No need to trouble you, miss.”

Feeling the chains fall away, she grinned forgivingly. “Ah—I see. You wanted to win my heart? No need. I, Lady Luo Yu, love all beautiful girls equally. No rush…”

“…”

“You’re such a tsundere catgirl,” Luo Yu chuckled after standing.

“I don’t know how you got here,” Cat Ten said wearily, done arguing. She grabbed a robe from a nearby table and draped it over Luo Yu’s bare shoulders. “I’m just a side character in the Champion’s squad—nowhere near the main wives. He’ll rage at me… but I can’t leave a child to die. Run. Don’t stop. Cross the Human-Demon border before dawn.”

“Huh?” Luo Yu blinked. “I just leave you here? Join my rebellion! I’m low on power now—I need a month to deal with that Champion. I’ll rescue you after!”

“Get lost.” Cat Ten hoisted Luo Yu up and tossed her out of the tent.