Chapter 128
Seated in the horse carriage, Max was still feeling tired. Thinking that his body’s nourishment was insufficient, he reached for the waist-pouch he carried with him everywhere.
He reached inside the waist-pouch, retrieved a red pill and was about to swallow it when he felt that something was odd.
He thoroughly examined his own body from top to toe. Suddenly, he reached into his sleeve and found a faint-yellow note inside.
The note had been furled and discreetly stuck to the inside of his sleeve. He felt it only when he had reached backwards for his waist-pouch.
“Eh?”
Max took out the note and slowly unfurled it.
A clear and tidy line of words was written on it.
‘Please don’t worry, Young Master. In an attempt to control a terrifying ghost, Mortal-Sweeping Manor has met
