Chapter 8

Myers’s little feet pitter-pattered as he hurried toward a corner of the second floor. The moment the Count left the mansion, the boy ran straight for Jisen’s room. Before, the hallway leading to Jisen’s room had felt strangely gloomy. But that oppressive atmosphere had changed significantly ever since the day Jisen shouted at the Count. At least, that was how Myers felt. Knock, knock. A moment later, the door opened as Susan greeted him. “Young Master, what brings you here?”