Cesar didn't reply for a while.
His gaze then soon fell on the balcony before slowly walking towards it. Sliding the door open, he went forward and then rested his arm on the heavy railing before letting out a sigh.
"You make it look like an easy task when a mere consciousness like you is trapped at the Mansion that had its own mechanisms." Cesar shook his head, "Why do you think The Void directly targeted you? Not because you're an easy thing to seize but because you are the only thing it found after all through that trouble."
Cedeit as if trying to analyze what Cesar had talked about voiced out in a low tone, "It's because the rest of the consciousness like me is very hard enough to find?"
"Spot on..." Cesar commented while enjoying the view from outside, "But a deal is a deal. I don't go back on my word. I'll do what you asked me to do."
"Yeah, yeah..."
Cedeit replied reluctantly before turning quiet. Seeing that he didn't want to add any other arrangements, Cesar began to appreciate the landscape from his standpoint before hearing a knock coming from outside of his room.
Tap—!
He heard it once more to realize what those knocks meant.
'That must be the package,'
Cesar walked out of the balcony before slowly making his way towards the door of his room. Grabbing the knob, he hesitated. He gradually approached the peephole of the door and peeked through the sender of his package outside.
There, he saw a man wearing a cap delivering a huge box at him. He couldn't see the face quite clearly due to the hat covering its face and his face slightly bent down but there was a name tag on his clothes that said 'Spencer'
That gives him much of this delivery man's identity.
"Package to deliver in this room."
Cesar watched the mouth of the man named Spencer before saying.
"On whose orders?"
Spencer replied, "Arnold's orders, sir. He said that a person named Cesar Sparrow needed this. I don't know much aside from the fact that to deliver this package safe and sound to you,"
Cesar continued gazing at the delivery man, Spencer, silently and opened the door. There, he saw the fine metallic box that contained all of his artifacts inside. He couldn't see it but he knew Arnold wouldn't cheat his way in, used the help he had gotten from his as a bargain, and just stole it.
Cesar didn't entertain the suspicious delivery man and dragged his package back to his room. Doing so for just two seconds, he was about to shut the door when a blade neatly got stuck in the middle of the door which made it impossible to close.
Cesar instantly dashed backward while carrying the heavy metallic box in his hands. The moment he did, another blood went through the door that swiftly targeted him.
"Crap!"
Dodging it sideways to position himself at a far better angle was the easiest part of the job. However, in just a second, a blade was already aiming at his throat.
"Easy now,"
Cesar immediately stopped at his place before standing upright, bringing down the metallic box on the ground.
"I'm rest easy,"
Spencer chuckled, "I could see that—"
Just as he was about to end his comment, Spencer saw Cesar turning while grabbing a black bone stick at his hands.
Then just as he was about to attack him, uncontrollably, his attention got divided probably to the effects of the artifact.
It was two seconds of having his attention distracted before the last thing he knew, a dagger already made its way to his throat.
Cesar who thought it was some sort of assassin who was sent to kill him, didn't see the struggle behind Spencer's ocean-like eyes. Instead, it seemed very impressive to act upon being in that kind of surprise attack.
Cesar saw Spencer's body slowly falling behind as he saw him mouth a word with a smirk on his face.
"Impressive..."
The moment Spencer's smirk and lifeless corpse touched the ground, Cesar saw his vision waver before his face turned for the worse the moment he realized he was back on the same view from earlier.
The time when he was simply peeking through the peephole to gaze at the delivery man, Spencer standing on the outside while carrying the same metallic box in his hands.
'What the...?'
However, the difference this time is that he was gazing at the delivery man's ocean-like eyes.