He is here

What happened last night was out of the ordinary. There's something wrong with me and my weapon. Because the discomfort in my chest isn't normal. When this happens, I know I won't be able to wake up for another two or three days. So, why am I waking up today with such ease and this heaviness?

I was completely absorbed in my thoughts on the matter. But then a maid knocked on my door. When I glanced at her, I noticed it was Kazian, the one who couldn't speak. She walked carefully inside the room. She appeared to be a little worried about something. She placed the tray on the table. I was staring at her with such sharpness. Is she the one who came to my room last night? I stopped her as she was ready to leave after placing the platter down.

"Wait a minute," I said.

When she heard my voice, she jolted and stepped away. She dropped her gaze, expecting me to ask a question.

I said, "Did you come to my room last night?" When she heard me, she widened her eyes in surprise and glanced at me.

"I'm asking you something," I asked her again. "Did you come to my room last night?"

However, she abruptly shook her head. "Don't lie. I saw you here last night," I said as I rose.

As I threatened her, she took a step back and continued to shake her head. I threatened, "I'll tell Mr. Alex that you came to my room if you don't speak the truth."

When she heard me, she shook her head and both her hands.

Why is she acting this way? But whatever it was, I'm sure she didn't show up. If she didn't show up, who would have come last night? But I have a feeling she knows something. My sword's red gem has been turning pink since last night. It appeared that its power had dwindled.




It's time, and I doubt anybody will come to my room. I need to ask her whatever I want to know.

"How long have you been here?" I asked. She showed three fingers. "So that's three years. So you know how Nuckelavee got here, right?" I asked.




Her face became pale as soon as she heard it.

I sat on the bed and turned my sight away from her.

I said, "I'm sure you're aware of something. You're well aware of who came to my room last night. It's not once, but twice "...

She dropped her eyes gradually and clutched her hands tightly. "Does it mean you don't want to cooperate with me?" I asked. She stood firm. But just as I was about to say anything, she stepped to the side and took the chair. She fixed her gaze on him. I don't understand. What exactly is she doing? Did she want me to take a seat in the chair? I sighed and said, "I'll eat later, but first answer my question—" I was going to say something else when I abruptly stopped. I narrowed my eyes as I noticed she was tapping something on the plank. Her fingers were tapping, as I could see.




I gently rose as I understood what she was trying to say. She's talking to me. She is communicating using Morse code. After tapping, she looked back at me and then dropped her gaze. I said nothing to her. After that, she walked out of my room.




I tightened my lips and pondered what she had said. She stated he was monitoring us.

I approached the window and gazed out. What exactly did she mean when she said he was monitoring us?

Does that mean he's here? With us?

I tightened my gaze and returned my gaze to the front door.

to be continued...