A stern-looking young man with glasses stood there.

Compared to my shabby rags, his beautiful clothes resembled something like a suit. I cant tell if its casual or formal attire. I mean, thinking about it, this otome games worldview was pretty amazing.

Where am I?

This is the basement of the Ravaal Kingdoms arena.

The man answered Phils question immediately.

Why the arena? I could see everyones faces twitching.

Oh, I see. Weve been exiled from the country. I mean, our lives are worth so little. Maybe well just be a freak show in this country.

Well, Ill let you fight tomorrow morning.

The man said and pointed at Phil with a creepy smile on his face.

Phil froze, his eyes dazed, just staring at the mans finger.

Wait a minute, we dont have the stamina to fight right after we get here, and of course we would probably die. Though, it depended on what the opponent was

How about a hungry lion as an opponent?

What are you talking about? Lions? How many lions? How big are they? What gender?

My brain was racing in circles and I couldnt sort it out. I was a little confused by the reality that had suddenly hit me. I knew that exile was not something to be taken lightly, but this could be very bad.

If I hadnt been dressed like this, would I have been treated better? No, before that, they might have found out that I was a noble and sent me away in a different carriage.

Well, its pointless to think about it at this point.

Tomorrow morning?

Dont worry. You can eat as much as you want until youre full.

Wait, wait, wait Cant we do this a little later?

Im afraid I cant allow that.

what about time to work out, or, you know, prepare my mind.

Phil faltered with frightened eyes as he spoke.

And, besides, Im the oldest one here. So, I need some time.

He looks at the man as if he were begging God for help.

In contrast, the man looks down at Phil in return with a very cold stare.

Its not that he doesnt have a heart, but it makes me realize that he really only sees us as tools of his trade.

Hey, please, just a bit.

Dont interfere with me, you criminal. Youve been casted away, deported. At least be useful as lion food.

The man said, covering Phils mouth forcefully with one hand.

Phils eyes widened at the sharp, piercing words, and I could see that his eyes were tearing up a little.

You really mean it, dont you? Thats pretty harsh. I guess this is another test in order to become a villainess

I wonder if my biography will state that once I was almost fed to some captive lions.

Thats good. Im fine with that. Im going to survive this predicament.

I lifted the edges of my mouth a little grinning, showing my determination.

Righteous Flower of Evil:

Not a jail then, haha. Definitely didnt see this one coming XD What do you guys think? Is she really going to fight a lion? Or lions? Or is something going to happen so that she doesnt have to? I, for one, would like to see her fight hahaha. Maybe winning the match will be her ticket to the castle! Maybe shell infiltrate as a slave sent to become a knight or something!! That would be cool.