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The voice was not loud, nor could it even be called mocking. It merely carried the teasing undertone of "an adult looking upon a child's naïve thoughts."

Yet it clearly pierced through the whistling wind kicked up by his high-speed movement. It even carried a chill that seemed several degrees colder than the frigid currents Frank remembered experiencing while logging on the West Siberian Plain in his youth, forcibly flowing into the elderly guest's ears.

That voice—came from right beside him!

At the instant he was about to land, when it was hardest to react in midair.

It was like someone had blown a breath directly at him, or like a cool breeze drifting in from all around the courtyard.

As the fine hairs around his ears stood on end, before he even had time to reach for his gun, a hand seemed to appear from thin air and lightly seized this "fugitive" by the neck, as easily as an eagle lifting a chick.

"If you came as a guest, you wanted to leave without even saying hello? Isn't that rather rude of you, sir?"

Like a genuine phantom, he had crossed the dozen-odd yards of courtyard in a single silent step, without even the slightest discernible movement.

Although the young homeowner's expression remained unchanged, his words clearly showed that he was rather dissatisfied with this "unwelcome guest's" hit-and-run attitude.

At the same time, having been captured on the spot with one hand, like a cat seized by the scruff of the neck by fate itself—

Frank was inexplicably paralyzed from head to toe in the blink of an eye, unable to move. He felt as though he had crashed headlong into an invisible fishing net. In particular, the layer of Biological Optical Camouflage on his body, which had been