"What is this?"
Allan silently asked himself. His attendant that came with him was worried as the expression on the Young Master's face was paled.
"Young Master are you alright?"
Allan shook off the painful feeling in his heart as well as the pieces of memories that he wasn't aware if it was from him. Strangely enough, those memories of him just came on like it was just passing by and his memories withered and he forgot it in a mere second.
"Strange…"
"Young Master?"
This time, Allan didn't ignore the voice of his attendant and he replied that he was alright.
He decided to stay in the Cabin and wait for the mages of his family. They needed to know the spell that was written in a black on the floor.
It was strangely familiar for him and his gut feeling was telling him to unveil it.
