In the brightly lit bedroom, the two of them looked at each other.
"?"
That was indeed the case...
But Hughberlian felt that if Viscount Augustine fell under Lanchi's control, that would be the truly serious problem!
She had already figured out Lanchi's coded language.
That bastard wanted to personally rescue Viscount Augustine.
And then take control of Viscount Augustine.
Obtain a sixth-tier Blood Race experimental subject he could toy with as he pleased!
You weren't a traitor, but what you were doing surpassed that of a traitor!
"Sticella, you'll have to stay in this room for the next few days. We can't reveal during the live broadcast that we've become companions. Publicly, we're still mortal enemies, but we'll bring you three meals a day. If you need anything, just tell us."
Lanchi spoke to the priestess Sticella.
Sticella obediently nodded.
Although she knew the challengers couldn't possibly trust her right away, Lanchi's words made her feel very comfortable and reassured.
"Hughberlian, let's talk while we walk."
Lanchi had already reached the bedroom door with his notebook in his arms. His fingers lightly grasped the doorknob, and with a gentle pull, the ancient hinges gave a faint squeak. The heavy door silently opened, and the biting chill of the castle corridor's deep night rushed toward them.
"Mm."
The two of them walked out of Bedroom 203. The door slowly swung shut and locked behind them. The carvings on its back cast mottled shadows under the corridor lights, as if recounting the accumulated years of this era.
On the second-floor corridor, the wall lamps spilled warm yellow light. The gentle glow fell over them, stretching their shadows long.
"What exactly are you trying to do...?"
Hughberlian walked along the second-floor corridor of the castle and asked Lanchi.
They walked side by