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    “...I’m going crazy.”

    As Ferloche clung to me and shut the cabinet door, darkness enveloped us.

    “I’m scared!”

    I waited anxiously for the bathroom to clear out, but Ferloche continued to tremble in my embrace.

    “I’m scared... I’m scared... I’m scared.”

    “Calm down.”

    Pant, pant...

    At first, I assumed she was overreacting like she usually did, but upon closer inspection, I realized that she was genuinely frightened.

    Her face was pale, and she was sweating profusely. It was as if she was on the verge of a panic attack. I had seen this sight often in the previous regression, so I knew that was the case.

    ‘...That’s right. Ferloche is afraid of the dark, isn’t she?’

    Ferloche hated dark, enclosed spaces.

    Although I too disliked the darkness, I could push myself to tolerate it. But Ferloche, even with her strong mental fortitude, was struggling.

    “First of all, calm down...”

    As I extended my arm with a concerned expression, I suddenly froze and bit my lip in silence.

    Ferloche was still unaware of my true identity.

    So, I couldn’t afford to be kind to her.

    “Don’t be a baby, get a hold of yourself... huh?”

    I tried to whisper coldly, but Ferloche closed in on me.

    “Please hug me...”

    “What?”

    “I’m scared, so hug me...””

    Ferloche buried her head in my chest and embraced me strongly.

    Crunch

    ‘What if she managed to crush me with that dreadful power?’

    “I-I’m sorry...”

    “Be quiet.”

    Hearing me groan, Ferloche stopped hugging me, and looked at me with her characteristic stupid expression as I put my finger over her mouth.

    “Ah.”

    “.....?”

    Ferloche’s gaze turned blank all of a sudden.

    Of course, this was not unusual for her during class or while listening to Clana’s speeches.

    But what’s causing this now?

    “Mhhm, aaa.”

    “...What’s wrong with you?”

    “No-Nothing.”

    When I tilted my head and asked her that question, Ferloche just answered with a smile.

    “But! Frey!”

    “...Keep your voice down.”

    “But, Frey...”

    I quickly hushed her and placed a finger over her lips. She had started whispering again with her face peeking out.

    “I’ve been feeling something on my stomach for a while.”

    “...Huh?”

    “What do you have in your pocket?”

    As Ferloche reached down, I grabbed her hand urgently.

    “What’s wrong with you?”

    “...Wait a minute.”

    Sweating, I tried to pull myself back, but the cabinet was so narrow that my actions just got me even more entangled with Ferloche.

    Because I couldn’t do anything, Ferloche approached me with a pure smile on her face and whispered, .

    “Woah, it’s moving!”

    “...Shh!!”

    “It’s fascinating, what is this?” for new novels

    I felt guilty as I looked at Ferloche who had her head tilted in confusion. That was when I noticed something strange.

    ‘The air is different from before.’

    The cool, fresh air that was seeping into the cabinet was a stark contrast to the stuffy, unpleasant air of the bathroom.

    Perplexed at the abnormal phenomenon, I hesitated before finally reaching for the handle.

    “Oh? What’s this?”

    “Huh? What...Ugh.”

    Ferloche put her hand on my shoulder while attempting to stand up, causing her to waver before she froze in place..

    – Rub, rub.

    “Stop tickling my tummy, Frey! You can’t do that!”

    “N-No this is a misund...”

    – Whoosh

    Before I could say anything else, Ferloche began to exude holy power from her hands.

    “Wh-What are you doing?”

    “Look at this! There’s graffiti here!”

    “...Graffiti?”

    I quickly blocked the cabinet’s entrance, afraid of any light escaping, but Ferloche pointed to the ceiling and whispered, forcing me to raise my head.

    Guards – 15, Warlock – 2, Swordsmen – 3.

    The key is in the gap under the cabinet.

    “Who would dare order me around?”

    The guard captain brandished his spear at the unknown man, but began to frown when the man spoke to him unabashedly.

    “Don’t you know who I am?”

    “What?”

    “The greatest thug in the Empire.”

    The guard captain puzzledly looked at the man’s face as he heard the words that popped out of his mouth.

    “What is that supposed to...”

    “Bring me someone in charge.”

    “What?”

    “I asked you to bring me the person in charge.”

    When Frey spoke to the guard with an arrogant voice, he just stood there and opened his mouth with a troubled look on his face.

    “I can’t leave a suspicious person behind...”

    “I can’t believe this.”

    “...What?”

    Then Frey began to talk to him with an annoyed look on his face.

    “Top customers like me can look at slaves in advance before the market opens. Surely you’re aware of that, being of high rank yourself?”

    “I’m aware, but you’ve never been granted access...”

    “Really?”

    Frey tossed a gold coin to the captain of the guards. He looked at it blankly for a moment and then coughed and started speaking.

    “Hmm, that’s... I do recall hearing something about it...”

    “I’m certain you heard it from the guards at the entrance.”

    “Oh, come to think of it, I do remember something. What did they say? Hmm...”

    “Please allow Frey Raon Starlight to confirm the condition of the slaves?”

    “Yes, that’s right!”

    Frey continued to slip the captain gold coins as he spoke, eliciting quick and eager responses.

    “However, time is of the essence, and I must educate the newly captured slaves.”

    “Can you please introduce me to a guide? I will reward you generously upon my return.”

    “Of course, Young Master! I will personally take care of your access.”

    The captain of the guard, who finished speaking and even saluted, was about to turn around with an excited expression, but soon frowned and asked Frey a question.

    “Who’s that next to you, Young Master?”

    “...he is my colleague.”

    “I see. But we have to verify their identity...”

    When the captain of the guard reached out to the person, Frey quickly interjected and whispered to the captain, preventing him from touching them.

    “He’s wearing that because he doesn’t want to be identified. So, don’t touch him.”

    “I understand, but no matter how sure Young Master Frey is, it is expected...”

    “Do you now understand?”

    “Yes, I’ll inform the guide as well!”

    Continuing to pass gold coins to the guard captain, Frey asked him quietly with a smile,

    “What are you going to do with those?”

    “I’m going to save them for now since I’m busy educating these slaves!”

    “Yes, saving is a good habit. Save them well.”

    After hearing Frey’s words of blessing, the captain of the guard disappeared with a big smile on his face.

    “...So you can get what you deserve.”

    Looking at his retreating figure, Frey smiled with satisfaction.

    The money I had given to the captain of the guards were the fake gold coins that had the curse of misfortune cast onto them.

    Frey’s target had always been the captain of the guards, whom he had known was a serious miser due to his thorough investigation in the previous timeline.

    “Phew...”

    Frey breathed a sigh of relief as the guard captain went out of sight and turned to look at Ferloche.

    ‘This will work.’

    He was pleased that his plan to disguise Ferloche with his robe had worked. As a guide approached, Frey whispered to Ferloche,

    “Don’t say a word from now on and stay quiet. Don’t complicate things unnecessarily. Do you understand?”

    “Yes, I understand.”

    “Okay, then... Huh?”

    When Ferloche calmly answered, Frey sighed and turned around,

    “What’s this?”

    Soon however, he frowned and asked Ferloche a question.

    “...Why are you crying all of a sudden?”

    “What?”

    Ferloche was taken aback by his words and replied with a cheerful smile,

    “What are you talking about? I’m smiling.”

    “.........”

    She replied with a silly smile, but Frey couldn’t bear to acknowledge it.

    “What the hell...”

    It was because her eyes that were shining brilliantly in the dark, weren’t smiling at all.

    “...what are you hiding?”

    In Ferloche’s hands, there was a torn letter.

    You know about the DLC, don’t you?

    It was a letter from Serena, delivered by the pigeon, which Ferloche had clearly claimed was sent from the church.

    “I don’t know anything!”

    Ferloche Astellade, knows nothing.