The Hidden World's

Eps.21 Lady Zygia

We kept walking up a long ladder. We are now on the second floor. If you continue to climb the stairs like this, it means the person we will meet is on the top floor. But it didn't. Keeper—I mean the waiter took us to the library room. Does that guy like to read?

Just a few steps away after entering the room, we stopped in front of one of the bookshelves attached to the wall of the room. The waiter took one black book from the shelf, opened it. It turned out that it was not a book, but rather a place made to hide something. Inside the place was a golden yellow button. Is this perhaps a secret room?

Plop!

A bubble-like sound erupted out after the waiter pressed the button. The bookshelf shifted to the side, revealing a thin door that fused with the wall. Yamato walked up to the door, knocking quietly.

"Auntie, I'm back as promised."

Yamato's usual voice sounded heavy, for some reason it was currently very soft. I can feel the emotion in his voice.

"Yamato's? Comein, boy!"

A trembling voice sounded from within the room. Maybe the hostess is already unable to walk. Did this family have an accident that left the mistress' husband dead and the mistress herself unable to walk?

Without waiting for long, Yamato pressed the small button on the right side of the door. For a moment I glanced at the look on Yamato's face. His expression looked very different. One hundred and eighty degrees was different from the one he had just shown. This time he smiled with a calming look.

"I'm in, Auntie."

The door slowly disappeared, revealing a narrow room that only had one vent. We walked into the room. For a moment I was very surprised by what I saw, but I quickly corrected my facial expression.

"It turns out you grew up well. Thank goodness you're alive. Three years have passed, yes!" A woman lying in a narrow bed smiled at Yamato. That woman, her face was very similar to the one in the photo. Is she the hostess—I mean Lady Zygia?

Madame Zygia, if only seen from her face she was indeed very similar. But I don't know what happened to him. His feet turned into tentacles and released a lot of clear liquid. There were about eight moving tentacles and two silent tentacles. Whatisthis? I want to get out of this place quickly, but I can't do that.

All pairs of eyes were currently fixed on Madam Zygia. None of Yamato or Lady Zygia started the conversation. The two just stared at each other. The silence lasted for about five minutes. The five minutes seemed to pass for so long because of the awkward atmosphere like this.

"Yamato, what are they..." Madam Zygia looked at us unblinking. It was as if he was making sure of something.

"Yes, Auntie. Finally the day we are waiting for has come." Yamato walked up to the bed, holding onto Madam Zygia's hand gently.

What the hell does that mean? The day they were waiting for? And more importantly, what does this have to do with us? I wanted to interrupt their conversation, but my sentence stopped in my throat. Yamato had warned earlier to be polite and remain silent.

"But why are they just four? Forecasts say there are at least nine of them." Madam Zygia looked at us in wonder. Yamato turned his head, slightly glancing at us one by one. His face faded a little. The smile he had painted since entering the room also started to disappear.

"Wait a minute, we have nine people!" Arthur exclaims. Layla and Nana who were on the right side and Kirimya spontaneously stomped on Arthur's feet together. Arthur grimaced in pain. Yet Yamato had clearly said to be silent. Basic Arthur! Can't he be taken seriously a little bit?

Yamato turned around, looking straight at Arthur. Look, Arthur has made him angry.

"Is that true?" Yamato asked slowly. Arthur nodded confidently.

"really?" Yamato asked with more enthusiasm. His eyes glowed expectantly. I thought he was going to be angry, but he wasn't. Madam Zygia laughed from her bed. Laughter that sounds crisp.

"Ah, about that... We're apart." Arthur grinned wide, revealing his row of teeth. Ughhhh! I must admit his teeth are very clean and neat.

"You're separated? How come?"

"I'm sorry for my stupidity, but I think I can help." The voice of a waiter waiting in the doorway made us turn towards him.

"What do you mean, Mark?" Yamato frowned, asking for further explanation. So the maid's name was Mark. Should I call him Mr Mark? But wouldn't it seem strange? You see, I didn't call Yamato "Master" or "Young Master.

"Let me ask them." The waiter looked at us while bowing his body. Yamato nodded quickly.What is this? Why am I afraid when no one is threatening me?

"Is your friend made up of two men and three women? One of them was wearing glasses. Right?"

I'm appalled. Sure was! How could he know? Have they been to this place too?

"Sorry, but how do you know, Mr Mark?" I who could not stand just silence finally ventured to open my voice.

"It turns out to be true. Please call me by name, Miss." The waiter smiled softly.

"Well!"

"Before I explain, please forgive me for allowing foreigners to enter without first reporting to Madam." Mark—because he asked me to call his name just—back bowing. Madam Zygia nodded from her place.

"Actually about three days ago there were five people of their age in front of the gate. At first I wanted to immediately expel them, but their circumstances were very inconclusive. They have serious injuries. I can't bear to throw them out. I finally took them to the leader's inn." Mark paused for a moment. He gulped, hesitating to continue his sentence.

"I knew that I could be severely punished for bringing just anyone into the city, because three years ago things could happen again."

Again about three years ago? What exactly happened three years ago? My mouth feels so itchy to ask out of curiosity. But I need to be able to control myself.

"I told all the servants in the inn to keep an eye on them and not to take their eyes off. A few days ago, I found something surprising. They recover completely in just a matter of days. After that I was more afraid and wanted to immediately throw them out. But after the attitude they showed and the fact that they helped us a lot made me choose to keep an eye on them for longer. To this day they are still in the inn."

"Good!" Yamato smiled happily. Even though he didn't show it too much, I knew that there was a surge of happy emotions in him.

"In addition, Yamato. Where's Hugo?" Lady Zygia's question made Yamato sculpt.

"He's alive, too, right?"

Yamato hardened his jaw. Again and again Yamato's expression changed instantly. His hands clenched, making Yamato's arm veins clearly visible.

"Of course, Auntie! He's still alive." Yamato replied without looking at it. He looked up, trying to hold back the tears that wanted to come out.

What exactly happened to you, Yamato?