"WHERE'S MY FOOD!"
"Aah! The princess is being impatient! We have to get going!"
Leviticus watched as the two women headed forward and took the right turn. Leviticus blinked several times.
"They're… human."
They were indeed human. He sensed not much mana from them. Leviticus frowned—of course, it wasn't hard to track what they were talking about.
The undead king and (a maid?) having an affair.
Leviticus then remembers the portrait he had seen in the books—the king and the maid in the family picture!
"Does this mean that I'm… back in the…"
"…past."
Leviticus blinked as he turned towards the side.
A maid with long lashes and jewel-like eyes with a porcelain skin was staring at him. She then reached her hand to Leviticus and as her fingertips touched the wood he conjured with magic. And in an instant, it shattered into nothing but a flicker of golden mist—down to its basic form - mana.
"Wh-what… who are you?"
