Richard’s eyes glistened eerily at Yurtha.
My body shudders at the terrifying energy of the two men. No, but why should I be nervous—?
I gently pushed Richard’s body away.
“Well, if you’re going to fight, leave me out—”
I don’t want to be a shrimp in a whale fight.
He stared at me and let go of my waist.
“I’ll go pick you up soon, Maid.”
You said you wouldn’t take me if I didn’t want to?
I had a question, but now I wasn’t in a situation to ask that.
‘I’m a fool to believe.’
I slowly backed away and crossed the bridge leading to the gazebo.
Let’s watch them fight, and let’s take a look at the situation.
As I told Richard, I headed to the gazebo. I was also willing to run away by jumping into the lake if I felt it was dangerous.
Slash! Slash!
—I heard a bloody sound behind me.
Even though I spread the distance between the two, the stormy wind blows all the way here.
I entered the gazebo, trying to ignore it.
The pure white gazebo was sacred as if it were a place to pray to God.
“…Altar?”
Why is there something like this in the gazebo?
Is it because of the magic? This place was strange.
“Richard wanted to show me this place.”
He said he was looking for this place. Why?
Is there something hidden here?
—I think I need to investigate it.
I scanned the inside of the gazebo. But nothing particularly suspicious was seen.
All that’s left is—.
This altar was the most suspicious. Why is there something like this here?
I swept the altar like I was possessed.
It was then. I felt a tingling sensation like an electric current flowing through my hand, and that sensation ran up to my head.
