Quick Transmigration: Help, The Male Leads Are All Broken!

Death was handsome, though not in the currently fashionable blond-haired, blue-eyed way. He had black eyes and black hair. His eyes were narrow, deep-set, and slightly upturned at the corners. His nose was straight, and his features were so refined that one couldn't find a single flaw.

However, this didn't mask his foul temper.

"So capable, yet you didn't dare capture that madwoman at the banquet? You only dare to flaunt your power in front of me. Let's see what you do when I don't want you anymore…"

Su Tang didn't hear the rest because she fainted from the pain. When she woke up, she was back in her cramped attic room.

Having barely eaten in a day and a night, hunger gnawed at her. But looking at the black bread the servant had brought, she fell silent.

As she hesitated between eating and not eating, someone knocked on the attic door.

Her rickety door wasn't even worthy of a knock from the servants. Every day, they would simply toss in the black bread and leave. Her "good" younger sister used to visit occasionally, arrogant in her demeanor and insulting in her words. However, after a few visits, realizing that Su Tang remained indifferent no matter what she said, she found it boring and gradually stopped coming.

Thus, Su Tang became like a forgotten ghost in the Earl's mansion. Even the daily black bread was sometimes forgotten.

She didn't fight or compete because she knew clearly that no one in the Earl's mansion would support her. Her cheap father, frustrated in his youth, held the title of Earl but lacked the corresponding wealth. Even his first wife had been a commoner, the daughter of a wealthy merchant. The merchant's daughter had brought him wealth, helping him rise again. But men, oh men, they can let you suffer with them, but they won't let you share their prosperity.

While his merchant wife was pregnant with their second child, he was already entangled with another noblewoman. He even ignored his wife's difficult labor, not even seeing her one last time before she was hastily buried.

If he could treat his first wife this way, let alone Sofia, his daughter. He always felt that the half-commoner blood flowing in her veins tainted his lineage, and thus, he loathed her. From childhood, he ignored her. If not for his reputation, he would have abandoned her long ago.

Hearing the knock, a sarcastic smile touched Su Tang's lips. No one ever came to her unless they wanted something from her. They probably wanted her to jump into some fiery pit.

The system said, "Kid, you were unconscious last night. Death God came up with a life-for-a-life method, demanding each kingdom offer up a sacrifice."

Su Tang was speechless.

The knocking continued, more impatient this time.

She went over and opened the door. "What is it?"

Caught off guard, the servant stumbled forward.

Su Tang stepped back, a hint of amusement in her voice. "There's no need for such a grand gesture so early in the morning."

The servant was furious. No one in the Earl's mansion needed to show her any respect. However, with the Countess present today, she had to suppress her anger.

The Countess, her face a mask of forbearance, frowned as if being in this place was an insult. "This place…how dirty. I wouldn't have come up personally if I had known."

She kept repeating the word "dirty." In reality, the attic was clean, but the small window made it appear dim. Coupled with the worn furniture, no amount of cleaning could make it compare to the new furnishings downstairs.

Su Tang remained indifferent, quietly watching her performance.

After the Countess finished speaking, several servants immediately began to flatter her, even trying to force Su Tang to apologize.

What was wrong with these people?

"The Countess has graced us with her presence, and you didn't even clean the room beforehand. Truly commoner-born, without a shred of etiquette."

"Oh, how can you speak like that? That commoner woman died early, so of course, there was no one to teach her. It's only because our Countess is kind that she's allowed to stay in the main house."

Su Tang laughed in exasperation. "Are you finished?"

The servant continued, "Oh my! Countess, look, she can't even bear to be spoken to. What if she's sent to serve a nobleman and angers them?"

The Countess didn't mention the word "sacrifice." After all, who would willingly go if they knew it was a sacrifice? So from the beginning, they claimed it was to serve a nobleman.

Although they were nobles, above them were the unattainable gods. To serve them was the highest honor.

Su Tang retorted, "So eager to serve some nobleman? Then I'll give you this opportunity. Don't be too happy, though. I'm not particularly fond of living in this house built with my mother's money, while you keep calling her a 'commoner woman.' Speaking of which, you're probably from commoner backgrounds yourselves, aren't you? Do you really think that being the Earl's dogs makes you nobles?"

The servants' faces paled. They mocked Su Tang because the Countess had hinted at it, but that didn't mean the Countess would tolerate them considering themselves nobles.

In this era, social hierarchy was rigid. There was no such thing as equality.

They were servants, destined to be inferior. Even in terms of status, Sofia could beat them to death without consequence.

But…was this still the cowardly and incompetent young lady they knew?

They dared not speak, but the Countess's face darkened. "Sofia, you have to consider who you're talking to. What do you mean by that?"

Su Tang smiled. "Apologies, I saw some dogs barking and couldn't resist kicking them a few times. I believe the magnanimous Countess won't mind, right?"

In the past, the Countess would definitely have minded. But now, looking at Su Tang, she gave a rare smile. "Sofia, His Majesty has issued a decree, requiring each family to offer a noble lady to serve the gods. Your sister is still too young. If she angers the gods, it could implicate the family, implicate you. So I thought, why not let you serve?" She spoke slowly, with the air of a noblewoman, her tone condescending and charitable. "Of course, the gods aren't that picky. After you all go, there might still be a chance to be dismissed. So, Sofia, you have to work hard."

Su Tang: …

Did her stepmother really think she was stupid?

Forget it. She had been thinking about how to approach Death anyway. This was a perfect opportunity, and she wouldn't miss it.

"I'm hungry," she said. Seeing her stepmother's surprise, she added, "No one brought breakfast this morning. I'm hungry."

The Countess, belatedly realizing, feigned anger and said she would punish the servants and seek justice for Su Tang. Then she asked her to come downstairs, saying she would prepare a lavish breakfast for her.

This meal was equivalent to a last meal. The Countess, unusually generous, even offered to prepare several dresses for her.

"Since you're going to serve the gods, you can't dress like this. It just so happens that your sister has received some new dresses. I'll give them to you."

Su Tang, having eaten and drunk her fill, didn't refuse. "Thank you, Countess."

Seeing her so compliant, the Countess finally relaxed, and the smile on her face became more genuine. "After you've finished eating, we'll go to the royal palace. Since it's to serve the gods, you still have to pass the National Teacher's inspection."

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