Hearing the strange name, the guard frowned and put on a defensive posture.
His eyes coldly glared at the unknown midget who visited them so early in the morning as he said, "Sorry, there's no person with such a name here. Please leave this place at once."
"Huh? But I was told that this hotel is—"
Before the uninvited guest could finish his sentence, a looming shadow came from behind the guard and tapped his shoulder from behind.
"It's alright, you can leave now."
The guard was so panicked when he heard his master's hoarse voice. "P—pardon my mistake, sir," he nervously bowed.
"Get the first aid box, send it to my room later." Clyde ordered before he gestured for the bodyguard to leave him alone with his guest.
The small figure heaved a deep sigh from behind his mask and said with cautious eyes, "I still have other things to do. Here's your medicines. Only use it when you have difficulty breathing. One bottle for each injection."
