"How is this possible, you came to me with both your legs." He said, with his gaze directly on mine. His skin was pale and he looked like an old man that could die any minute.
"Uh?"
"Minescus, what is this?"
"My lady, this is the last part, the important part of the puzzle that we need." He turned to the darkness and said, spreading his hands into the air.
"Ah, you said that thing you were looking for was in the alchemist's son and you were... ehh? So it turns out that your ring bearer isn't all that useless since he holds the key to my freedom."
"I don't understand..." Anastasia remarked. Neither do I, aside from the conversation going a weird turn, I was beginning to have an unexplainable headache.
"Who are you and what do you mean? Do you know me?" I asked him, 'perhaps he is someone that knows this boy's true identity before I entered his body, I'd probably have to get rid of him.'
