The Devil in the Temple I

“Milady, be careful! Alright!” As I travel to the place where Xander gave me the information the previous evening, Kaylla, Linia, and May wave to me from my carriage. The only maidservants I've seen so far are these three, so the others may have been busy, but that didn't stop me from waving and grinning at them through the carriage's window.

I didn't sigh until it appeared that I couldn't see the household anymore. My eyes narrowed as I lean back against my chair.

I look at my hands once more, and they still appear steady. My hands only start to tremble when I sense danger or when it is already present in front of me.

Even the way Xander portrays Zeiron makes it bloody hell to talk about, yet I managed to maintain my composure while listening to him relate his narrative, and the only reason is that I became his accomplice, nothing more.

The horseman manages to direct me down toward the temple, "Milady, we are already at the temple." and leaves right away when a priest materialized in