The Hidden World's

Eps.22 Back Together

We walked down the stairs. The atmosphere at the moment is very awkward. This time I saw Yamato crying. Even though he had been hard-earned to hold her back, in the end tears still dripped as he walked out of the library room.

None of us dared to ask or comfort him. We felt he needed his own space and time. So we let him go for now.

We walked towards the leader's inn. I don't know who the leader is either. But I'm glad to see them soon. It turned out to be the right choice to go looking for a rental at that time. I wonder, what would have happened if we had no intention of looking for them?

"You're out of that building, aren't you?" Mark asked us to talk. Perhaps he also felt uncomfortable with this kind of awkward atmosphere.

"If you mean a monstrous building with a hundred floors and an absurd system, then the answer is yes." Arthur interrupted. As usual, he was always looking.

Mark chuckled softly, coughing. I can see Mark clearly now. It turns out he's a man of good stature. His body looks upright and handsome even though his face has begun to wrinkle. Maybe he's about forty.

"Are you in trouble?"

"What such a question still needs to be asked? Judging from how uncle spoke, uncle must have known, right?"

"You're the kid who responded apparently."

"Of course, uncle. How could a prince not respond?"

"CAN'T YOU GUYS SHUT UP?!!" Yamato shouted. We were surprised to hear that. Our footsteps stopped as well. Should we be better off silent?

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." Yamato wiped his face. He was like a frustrated man.

"No, we should be the ones apologizing for the noise."

"It's not your fault." Yamato continued his steps. No more conversations after that. Mark was also seen not trying to invite us to talk like a while ago.

About five bus minutes passed, we finally arrived at an inn. The inn is quite large with at least six floors. In front of the inn were already two women who were around thirty years old who were waiting for our arrival.

When we entered the door, we were greeted by many services. More precisely we just hitchhiked the welcome. I know very well that this greeting was addressed to Yamato as Young Master. To be honest, I can still collect the mystery pieces. Like the question of why Yamato was called Young Master, what happened three years ago, why did Hugo's name affect Yamato so much, or the question of how they got to this place.

We were led up the stairs to the second floor. I was hard-earned to hold back the joy of being impatient to see them soon. Though only about two weeks we did not meet, but why did I get this happy?

"Lina's?! It's really Lina, isn't it?"

I heard a familiar voice calling my name. I turned to the direction of the voice and found the figure of a black-haired girl shoulder to shoulder. I was about to cry seeing that figure, but I held him back considering he would definitely make it as an ingredient to mock me.

"Hi, Seli." I waved at him, trying to smile.

"We finally meet!! You know, I miss you so much. We went through a lot and finally got to this place. You won't believe what I'm going through." Seli continued to babble while hugging me. So far I've seen other money.

"I believe it, because I experienced it too." I looked at Seli questioningly. Although I said I believed it, but I didn't know what they were going through until Mark said they came with serious injuries.

"Do you believe?" Seli looked up, looking at me in disbelief.

"of course! How do you think the paint is I got to this place that's like a fantasy world without going through a lot of absurd things?" I pushed Seli's face away. His face is too close to me. I feel uncomfortable.

"Totally so." Seli hugged me tighter, making me breathless.

"Seli, stop messing around. You know for yourself what our purpose is." There was someone who came along with my other friends. The sound felt familiar to my ears. Although her appearance changed, I knew she was Liya. I was surprised by Liya's appearance.

He was wearing long, tight clothes so as to reveal his curves. The clothes are predominantly green with a slight white color. His ears look the most striking. It was elongated and tapered like the ears I saw on the way. Her blonde hair color also slightly changed to a rather golden color. Liya looks like Elf— I think.

"Don't ask. There's a lot going on and I don't know how I got this way. He said the longer we're in the Abyss, the more we'll be cursed. Even if we weren't involved three years ago."

Three years ago? I looked at Yamato. Whenever talking about the incident that happened three years ago, usually Yamato will feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable. Sure enough, Yamato immediately left us. Mark caught up with Yamato daei behind, tailing him.

"Who is he? Why is his face so unfriendly?" Seli grunted while sneering watching Yamato's back. I closed his mouth with my palm. If only he had known what Yamato had experienced, he would have understood.

I only know the nightmares. I don't know if it had anything to do with what happened three years ago. If talking about Yamato's nightmare still looks fine, is the incident three years ago worse than the nightmare?

I breathe heavily. Is there anything I can do to help her? Why does he always endure all things alone? We did know each other, but couldn't he trust us a little?

"Liya, what do you mean by a curse?" I turned to look at Liya who was behind Seli. Liya was silent, not answering.

"We better get together in the meeting room. He's already made a place for us to meet." Percy fixed the position of his glasses, gesturing us to follow.

We walked through the long money aisle until stopping in front of a door made of steel. The door was slightly blackish in color and the surface looked shiny. Percy and Harry pushed the door together. This door did not look much different from the new door we encountered upon entering the building. Even though it was much smaller in size, but wasn't it still too heavy? And they opened it with only two people?

The steel door slowly opened, revealing the room with a golden white light. They can really open it. In the room there are four long sofas surrounding a wooden table. Here jiga there is a shelf filled with many books with strange letters. I think the gospel letter is the same as the letter in the building at that time.

These books remind me of the notebook I picked up back then. I took the book out of the tribe. It says 'secret' on the front cover.

"Everyone sits. We will discuss this matter from the beginning and the goals we will do." I haven't had a chance to clean the gospel, Percy and Liya have sat down first. They put on serious faces.

"We'll start with the curse."