He’s not harmed by my attack? Observing him… I noticed that his body was enveloped by black liquid. Those aren’t black liquid, those are shadows. He used his ability to save his bacon. I could feel my feet having cold as I look at him. I made my strongest attack but it did not affect him. Making me lose some hope. No, calm down… I fought many battles already. A battle where I always put into a corner. This battle is no different I have to stay calm and think of a way to win. I’m not the same person as before. I’m not the same red who continues to rely on others. I want to save people… I sound hypocritical but that's why I’m fighting. I can’t lose here… I can’t die here. I must destroy anyone blocking my way to my goal. I leaped n the dark shade. Concealing my whole body in darkness. I took out one of my daggers and threw it. Together with the dagger, I dashed forward in a different direction. The dagger was intercepted by Night. “Using your weapon as projectile this time… It’s

“The half-naked girl early this morning.” Kisara said. Night's face turned red. It did happen this morning, but it’s a detail that someone should not say. Kisara can just say. Hey, it’s the girl this morning. I brushed off the two girls sitting on me as I stood up. I have difficulty trusting this woman, but it won’t change the fact that it is the very reason why we’re still alive now. Turning my glance around, I could see myself inside a library. Tall bookshelves all aligned and the silent atmosphere. “Thank you for helping us.” “We’ll I’m not helping you because I wanted…” “What do you mean by that?” I said. “I’m going straight… I’m only helping you three because I know that you’re the only three people who could help Charlotte flee.” “What is your connection to Charlotte anyway?” Kisara asked. That’s right, earlier this morning. She called Charlotte, as they knew each other. Princess told me that Charlotte couldn’t remember her past. Probably, this girl is Charlotte’s acq

I woke up but I still haven’t been able to move my body. My head is hurting because of the edge of the staircase. Yuyu had my body dragging, while Yaya had Kisara. “ He's awake… You are tough, but you can’t move, so it's useless.” Yaya said “It's only a paralyzing poison. Of course, the only difference is whether you’ll die here or on the fiftieth floor. You must be wondering, arent you? How two children like us become integrity knights, right?” Yuyu said and continued her story… “We were born and raised inside this tower. The pontiff ordered the scientists and maids to create us. To use us in an experiment to restore completely lost life with a demon-kind heart or some other way, like searching for the resurrection spell. We received our first order from the pontifex at age five. Our job is to kill each other. We were given a toy like a sword and then we’d pair off taking turns stabbing each other.” “ The Pontifex attempt at a resurrection spell was such a disaster. Many resurre

(Charlotte’s perspective.) On the top floor of the bell tower. “Where am I? What is this place?” I asked the man in the black mask. My two hands were bound with a cuff made of special material. I couldn’t use my special abilities. I tried to let myself go, but it only resulted in paining my wrist. I'd been talking and talking to him. Asking him non-stop, but he does not say anything. Is he deaf? That’s impossible. I heard him talk earlier. I shook my head left and right. We’re continuously walking in the hallway. I was thinking of going way out by running, but there were two knights on my back and the masked guy in front of me seemed terrifying. He was an executive in the inquisition. I bet he's super strong too. Now I can’t use my abilities. I’m rendered useless. I must behave myself to survive. They led me into a room. The black masked guy opened the door and pushed me inside. “Hey! Don’t just push me like a dog.” “...” While I was complaining, he ignored me and closed

Waking up early in the morning, and a beam of sunlight entered the room from the window and directed at my face. Irritated from the light. I turned around and buried myself under the blanket. “Wake up, Charlotte… It's already morning.” “Umm~” After hearing my groaning voice. My mother walked closer and tried to manually wake me up by forcefully taking off my comfy blanket. “Wake up already!” “So cold! I don’t want to wake up yet…” I complained and pulled the blanket from my mother's hand. “What should I do with this girl? If this continues, she will become a recluse.” “I think it's fine for her to sleep until afternoon… It's her day off after all.” The one speaking was my father. “This is why your child is becoming lazy day after day. You should stop spoiling her.” “I’m not spoiling her… I thought giving her a little freedom while she is on a day off was fine. She has school and you’re taking her to photo shoots. You should compromise on what she feels sometimes.” My mother