A day later.
Souta opened his eyes, sensing a presence outside the room.
Soon, a knock echoed.
"What is it?" Souta asked.
"It's me, Emiline."
"Come in."
The door slowly opened, and Countess Emiline peeked inside. Her maid had told her that Souta hadn't left the room since yesterday.
She smiled. "We'll go meet the Crown Prince. He will tell you everything you want to know."
Souta nodded and slowly stood up. His body radiated a faint best feram. Though subtle, it could not hide the oppressive force it carried.
Countess Emiline's eyes flickered. She could feel the danger emanating from him. It was as if she were standing beside a vicious predator capable of tearing her apart with ease.
It was fortunate that she hadn't provoked him yesterday or she couldn't imagine what might have happened.
"Where will we meet the Crown Prince?"
"In the Nature Zone City."
Without wasting any more time, they departed immediately.
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