"You! What did you just make me say? Nonsense! Utterly ridiculous! There can't be any…"
Before I could finish speaking, the strange woman hugged me tightly, her blood smeared all over my body.
Suddenly realizing that I am starting to sweat with a tingling sensation all over my body... am I worried?
What am I insecure about?
Why do I claim to be Cecile, my own sister? Too many questions pop up in the mind that was already confused, now becoming a knot.
Lair suddenly kicked me in the side, hard enough to knock the madman out of his mind before he understood whatever the hell had happened that night.
Opening my eyes in the early morning, so I fell asleep for a long time, at least a day.
It's okay to take a break from time to time.
That is…
I vaguely saw the figure of a woman standing at the kitchen table.
"Lair, what's for breakfast today? Please God don't be mashed potatoes, I'm sick of it."
After waiting for a while and still no reply, I started to get a little impatient.
"Did I do something to make you angry? If so, I will apologize first, okay?"
Stepping out of the kitchen was a tall girl with a slim figure with ravishing silver hair and deep blue eyes.
I was surprised by the figure. Why is she here?
"Wait! You are…"
"Baked potato."
"Huh?"
A small wooden table stood in the middle of the house, they sat there, silently watching me.
And I was handcuffed to the side of the bed like how a madman is treated.
"Are your nerves stable now?"
"I'd like to try saying no, but it doesn't seem right to say that, because tomorrow I am not sure if I still have a tongue to say..."
"Hah? Knowing that is good."
Then she put the scissors down on the table and glanced at me with pleasure.
The other girl, known as Virtine, was a priest of the Reitina Cathedral, but the story was not just that. According to her account, due to being suspected of being a witch, she was banished by the Congregation's people, trying to get rid of her.
I shook my head, sighing.
"Lair, I have calmed down. Would you mind untying me, this is too extreme."
She walked over to the edge of the bed and quickly cut the rope. Virtine got up shyly, and quietly left the inn.
Instinctively, I rushed out, threw open the door and grabbed her hand. Virtine jerked up slightly, only daring to roll her eyes and look back.
"You… what's wrong?"
"Where are you going?"
"Medicine. I'm looking for a doctor to treat your cold."
"Ah… Thanks."
It's so weird, the feeling of stooping makes me just want to hide in a corner.
How strange...
When she first met me, speaking incomprehensible words, her tone was different. It was like a firm affirmation, without hesitation or doubt.
Not to mention what happened that night, everything was as planned, guided by someone's purpose.
But how so, I am completely blind.
"Can you… let go of my hand?"
As she asked, her face turned red again.
I immediately withdrew my hand, turned quickly and entered the inn.
Lair stood next to me, lightly punching my arm.
"Luckily you only have one arm. If the other arm was healthy, I would have punched it already. You should rest a bit more, old man."
"Is that lucky or unlucky? Now it is thanks to you that I have to relearn the definition of lucky."
She grabbed my hand. The hand that no longer moves.
"Raymond. I want to know..."
"I will tell you anything you need to know, when I myself know who I am. Until then, please believe in the guy you call Ray."