Life was a stage.
In the distance, a figure slowly emerged from the Main Building, swaying with each step as though she had only just woken up.
Finally seeing someone come out, the group inexplicably felt some of their oppressive unease lift. Then they instinctively looked up at the crow again.
Huh? Where was the crow?
All they could see was the high white wall. Not only was the crow gone, but even the dead branch had vanished, as though it had all been an illusion.
But the looks they exchanged with their companions told them they had definitely not imagined it.
"Boss... there's something wrong with this place!"
"Maybe we should just leave..."
"Yeah, I still can't get rid of these goosebumps!"
The underlings murmured warnings beside Blaze, voicing their unease.
Though Blaze was apprehensive himself, he became even more determined to get to the bottom of things.
"Something wrong? What's wrong with it?"
A woman's voice suddenly sounded beside them, startling everyone. Only then did they realize that the figure who should still have been far away was already at the iron gate. Her footsteps had made no sound at all, just like a ghost.
She was a young woman, reasonably attractive, but with a distinctive air about her.
Jenny yawned. For someone whose magic power had not yet awakened, spending several nights in a row studying magic script placed an enormous burden on both mind and body. The fact that she had not dropped dead was thanks to how much stronger her constitution had become.
"And you are?"
She looked the burly men up and down.
"Are you the electricians and plumbers, or from the equipment company? Aren't you supposed to come tomorrow?"
Clearly, she had mistaken them for someone else. Blaze hurried to explain before one