DEXTERA
I returned to the mansion, only to hear the worst news of my life. Right from the entrance, several stares wouldn't stop trailing after me. Some were filled with pity, worry, wickedness, and others, satisfaction.
What was going on?
The mere thought of finding myself in any kind of trouble without my knowledge scared me. Ever since I arrived Woodhound, I never had it easy. It was one bad incident after another —one that rendered me bloodied and almost crippled.
What was it again this time? Could it be that someone found out about my forbidden inquiry?
No. It can't be. Deucalion gave me his words and Roxanne was a figure I trusted. She wouldn't sell me out like that.
I made to ask the last person I met if something happened, but she scurried away before I even completed my se
