'...Again?'
As Leo's eyelids fluttered, the first thing that appeared in his sight was a ceiling that he had become familiar with in the past. It had only been less than a week since he returned, but he was somehow back at the town's clinic.
'So, this was the cause?'
Touching the unfamiliar bandage covering a bit of his neck, Leo understood why he had lost consciousness. The assassin's dagger didn't seem to have anything on it, but it was probably laced with colorless poison. Due to the heat of the situation, he seemed to have been grazed by it when he made his first move.
However, Leo wasn't alerted by his discovery. After encountering two such accidents in a row, he was now confident that the intruders' target wasn't to kill him but capture him. The assassin's words and actions proved it, he most likely drew the dagger closer to Leo's neck to knock him out.
'But why?'
