Before setting out, Lamias had not been carrying a mobile phone... A battle of that intensity would probably ruin any electronic device she had on her, so finding a landline was already pretty good.
Even though the phone in front of her was an antique with a rotary dial—Lamias picked up the receiver without a word, pressed it against her neck, and poked her finger into the dial.
Several seconds later... more than ten seconds later... and then a minute later, Lamias suddenly put the receiver back, her face cold as she walked straight away.
The call had gone through. There was a signal, and it could clearly reach the outside world.
But Lamias discovered an astonishing fact—after getting used to modern smart phones, she had never developed the habit of memorizing phone numbers... except her own.
"This place isn't far from the school. At most, it's a half-hour drive."
"That woman called Eve has unexpectedly impressive surgical skills. But the pain is stronger now. The anesthetic must have worn off."
"The armor still needs five hours to repair itself automatically. After five hours, I can use the healing art installed in the armor to recover."
"This manor is full of secrets. Should I investigate it carefully?"
Countless thoughts surfaced in Lamias's mind—in the end, she decided to first walk around the manor in the courtyard outside and take a look. That was within the range of activity the other party had permitted.
"Once five hours pass, the armor will be operational. When I face Eve, I won't be as passive as I am now... I can also find out how deep Eve and the Manor Lord really are... Hmm, what's that?"
Night fell. Lamias, who had already left the main house and arrived outside in the courtyard, heard some