I can't help but step back, my eyes narrowing. I can't help but think that this is the same creature I've seen before, whether it was a dream or a genuine thing.I remember how sweetly he grins and how softly he speaks.I can't be tricked any longer because I know about this particular person. I inhale deeply and forcibly close my eyes for a little period before opening them and gazing directly into the young man's crimson eyes.“And for a young man like you to this lady, you are indeed meddling... So stop being a jerk and tell me what you want from me, creature,” he briefly widens his eyes before grinning, as I can see. I never anticipated such a smirk from such a cute-looking creature.They are, after all, distinct from people. They are creatures that have taken on the form of beasts. They only use our blood, energy, or even life force as a source of food.I protect myself by squinting my eyes. Being a person without any magic, I can'

I found it difficult to believe what he had just said. Alibi? What justifications exist for using an alibi? He's already in front of me bending and kissing the back of my hands, and I can't help but narrow my eyes until I widen them the instant after blinking.“And why are you acting this way right now, Celius?” Before finally looking me in the eyes, I heard him laugh."Solstice, don't you think it's too simple for me to inform you like this?" I often comprehend what others are trying to convey to me regarding their current circumstance, but for some reason, with these beasts constantly roaring over me, my stream of thought becomes a little more jumbled.I groan and purposefully shake my head to release my hands from his grip, but he won't release them until I open my mouth to speak.He smirks for the second time today, and I know that when he does, there will undoubtedly be an unexpected event. "Just trust me on this matter, Solstice, because

The words I was expecting to hear from him never materialized. Instead, he opened his hand's palms to reveal a mysterious misty air floating on top of his palms.He replies, "He's someone you don't want to mess with," and my curiosity returns. He adjusts our posture once more and successfully closes his hands, sensing my interest, and then he allows me to stand next to him.How is he acting? I want to inquire, but he's presumably in charge of the forces setting up the traps here for trespassers. He entwined our hands once more with his free hand before turning to face me with both of his eyes.Celius responds as if he knows something about who the person is, "Because he is someone that couldn't be touched unless when someone knows his genuine identity," and when I try to ask a question, he stops, causing me to merely narrow my eyes.We are, in fact, at a dead end once more, but this time it’s different. Because there is a small box in the middle of

Even if I am not supposed to comprehend anything about this circumstance, there is one thing I am certain of, I have expected this to happen because Celius is involved and I am his partner in this particular incident. Simply put, I didn't anticipate it happening quickly enough.As soon as I began emerging from the period during which these people hadn't yet been born...“What is your present strategy, then, huh?” I argue about that as we have to breathe sternly because we are, in fact, in a terrible position. All we are doing is rushing around these hallway corners.I have his coat wrapped around my shoulders because it is so dark and chilly, and I can't see where we are going.Even if others are pursuing us, he is still holding my hands. I have the feeling that Celius is using magic to obscure these threats from my view.But, after grabbing his hands tightly to get his attention, he shoved me against the back of the door and put both o

Warm lights surround me, dazzling my eyesight, and with the snap of the young man's hands and the blinking of my eyes, I find myself at my home in what seems like an instant of enchantment.I can think of my room as a dreadful place for me to dwell.I look around, and when I spotted Celius resting soundly on the ground, my eyes couldn't open any wider. I gasp and my mouth opens because the young man I saw earlier, the young wizard, being slain by the host, survives.He is indeed sleeping on the chilly floor of my chamber and breathing. Even now, it takes me a few more breaths before I can assist him lying on my bed. At that point, I wrap a blanket around his torso and sigh while shaking my head.Although this young man is trouble, he is also telling the truth because although the host had previously killed him, it was simply an act of offering for their tradition and he has since come back to life.Yet, based on what Celius previously informed me,