A glass of wine sat before me. Reflected in the deep purple liquid was my own face—a boy with delicate features and striking blue eyes.
Unlike last time, I could see my features.
But... there was no scar on the right eye.
Just then, someone sat across from me and pulled back their hood.
“So here you are, Sir Theo.”
“Lady Mirna.”
It was Mirna. Wearing an old ash-gray robe, she pulled her hood back over her head and pressed a finger to her lips.
“Shh. The place is heavily guarded. It’s best if we don’t get caught.”
“Heavily guarded? What do you mean?”
“Do you see the soldiers in armor over there?”
Mirna pointed at several people around us.
I hadn’t noticed when I first regained consciousness, but upon closer inspection, it became apparent that armored soldiers were patrolling the tavern with clubs and swords, and checking people out.
I had no idea who they were searching for.
And frankly, I didn’t care to know.
“For now, let’s get out of here. If those guys catch us, it’ll be a hassle.”
Mirna grabbed my hand and led me out.
As I followed her outside, my eyes took in the filthy streets, the drunkards slumped against the walls, and countless beggars or refugees wailing in the alleys.
━Get in line, slave!
━Hiiik!
Seeing the slaves being whipped ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) on the street, I felt a little dazed. I would never forget the smell of this thick mud.
This familiar street.
“Monarch City....”
This was Monarch City, the capital of Angmar—a chaotic vortex where people from all over the world gathered and collided.
But why was I here?
Last time I entered Aira’s imaginary world, wasn’t I in the witch forest?
Mirna said as if she had read my thoughts.
“The human mind, like water, tends to change shape depending on time and circumstances. So, the place you saw before and this place now is different.”
As she said that, her eyes turned toward the patrolling soldiers.
Clank, clank.
The sound of metal echoed as scores of soldiers marched through the streets, stopping people and checking their faces.
“Who are they looking for?”
“Us, most likely. It seems the ruler of this city has already noticed our presence. It will be really annoying if we get caught, so be careful.”
At Mirna’s words, I pulled my hood low over my face. I didn't know much about the situation, but there was no harm in following her lead.
More importantly, hearing the ruler of this city get mentioned, I lifted my gaze toward the towering spire piercing through dark storm clouds. The tallest building in Monarch City was by far the palace.
If there was a ruler here, they would be there.
Aira.
Or something in her form...
Just then, Mirna said.
“For now, let’s find Lady Lioness and regroup. Normally, she’d appear somewhere nearby, but it seems there's been some discrepancies. Where is the Lioness estate?”
“Ah, that—I know well. If the layout of this city is the same as the real Angmar, we need to head west to Rubicon Street, then make our way to Rom Street.”
“Explaining won’t help, just lead the way. We may need to hurry more than expected, so let’s move quickly.”
At Mirna’s urging, I decided to head toward the Lioness estate, where Elga was likely to be. The heavy rain was starting to soak through my robe, which was uncomfortable.
But it was thanks to the downpour that we easily lost the soldiers in various twisting alleys.
Still, why was it raining so hard? The incessant lightning also felt quite eerie.
I just hoped we wouldn’t get struck.
Luckily, we reached our destination without any accidents.
“This is the villa.”
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