How will he get into the higher ground? Samuel thinned his lips. There should be a way… should. But all were simply open spaces. There was no way he would be able to go to the mezzanine unscathed.
There was an underlying issue about the magical barrier. Samuel was pretty sure one of the butlers are able to break the barrier easily—it was one of them who had the black staff.
The one who had found him.
And that was nothing but bad news. There was no way it could be good; after all, if the butler could easily pierce through the barrier, then it would easily be game over for him once he goes even close.
That man.
Oswald.
That was his name. Ruri was already fighting the other four, whilst that one had his eyes locked onto Samuel. Samuel was hiding into a block of a giant concrete that fell from the ceiling. This was his only hideout. Once he comes out, he can never hide again.
So he had to think of a plan.
A plan…
