The Demon Saint is Missing, so I Ran to Another World

Sacrifices (Part 1)

***The private quarters of the Special Scholar...***

It had been a long day, and just as they finished eating their dinner, Greg immediately went to his bed, exhausted. Shevaun, typical of her duties as the chamberlain, finished the chores left before they went to sleep. As for Noir, her responsibilities as the demon lord kept her awake for a while. There were new proposals that came in from her vassals, some asking for her financial support in completing their community projects, while there were some that were giving reports on the progress of the works she supported early on.

Well, as the demon lord, it was pretty easy for Noir to approve most of the proposals brought to her. As long as it would help the community, she'd immediately approve it. The ones that were quite 'suspicious' were put on hold, which she would review the moment she woke up the next day. That way, she was almost finished by the time Shevaun came in to inform her that she would take her leave as the chamberlain for the day, and sleep ahead of her.

Of course, the Usarved Princess—since she had nothing else to need from Shevaun, allowed her servant. However, Noir would not rest just yet...

There's another reason she deliberately stayed awake.

"..."

The Usarved Princess brought out the small blade she had been using repeatedly on the Lord Greg for the past few weeks. Honestly, she didn't expect that the human could be so 'resistant' on the curses she repeatedly applied to him. She would even slip in a few drops of love potions in his meal whenever she had the chance, but...

It has no effect!

Noir had made sure she followed the ritual that she devised herself. She used it before to some people, and it was effective. But to the Lord Greg...it's as if he possessed a charm that wards off the effects of curses.

However, Noir will never give up! She will make him look at her soon...

"!!!"

The Usarved princess' fantasies were suddenly interrupted when she noticed that the Lord Greg got up from his bed. The human looked around, as if looking for someone, and stood up.

"Lord Greg?" Noir asked him. "Is there any problem?"

Nevertheless, the human never answered her. He just continued walking around the room, searching for something.

"Lord Greg? Sir, do you need help?"

Still no answer. Noir was puzzled; his eyes were open, yet it's as if he's not hearing her voice...even though their room was not that big. Sensing something was wrong, the Usarved princess went near and gently poked him to call his attention. However...

"Maddie!" the Lord Greg suddenly shouted. "Don't leave me!"

"Lord Greg!" this time, Noir wrapped her arms around him, as the human was trying to go outside. "You're sleepwalking! Please wake up!"

However, her pleas went to deaf ears. The Lord Greg struggled with her, as he kept on shouting the name of the girl he loved. At that moment, even Shevaun was already roused from her slumber.

"What's happening, Your Highness?" the chamberlain asked as she dressed herself.

"I don't know Shevaun! The Lord Greg suddenly got up and was sleepwalking! Help me!"

The chamberlain then took hold of one of the human's arms as she attempted to wake him by slapping his face. But her efforts were in vain. The Lord Greg was still out of his wits, and kept on fighting their restraints.

"Your Highness," Shevaun called her mistress' attention. "This isn't a normal sleepwalking that the Lord Greg is having! Someone must've been trying to control him through his dreams!"