The morning sunlight streamed through a gap in the curtains, casting a long, narrow strip of light across the floor.
Lilith lay in bed, staring wide-eyed at the ceiling. She had been awake for quite some time, but still showed no intention of getting up.
She rolled over and wrapped the covers more tightly around herself, but the same thought kept tumbling through her mind:
Should I go take a look at that camp in the Dungeon or not?
She had been agonizing over that question for days.
Ever since Greg and the others had started building the camp, all sorts of news had flown around the Academy as though it had wings, occasionally finding its way to her ears.
First, she heard that the Roman Merchant Guild intended to expand its real estate business into the Dungeon and had set up a trial operation near the camp.
Then she heard about a bizarre incident at the camp in which more than twenty students had all collapsed unconscious on the ground, giving the Academy professors quite a fright.
Later, she heard that a small two-story villa had already been built there, complete with a courtyard and a bathroom. The accommodations sounded far too good to be in the Dungeon.
Every piece of news was like a kitten's paw scratching at her heart, making her unbearably curious.
"This is so annoying. If I make a special trip to look, won't it seem like I really care about where that guy lives..."
Muttering, she rolled over and buried her face in her pillow, her voice muffled as she said:
"No, that's not it. It's not like I want to see him... I'm just, just curious about where we'll be staying during training! Yes, that's all!"
After talking herself into it, she sat