Chapter 295: Paying Respects

Chapter 295: Paying Respects

It was another dream, Rosalind thought when she opened her eyes inside the same dungeon where she saw that woman. She could hear the same sound of water. The path leading down was slick with moss and algae. The air was thick with a dampness that easily seeped into her bones, sending shivers down her spine.

What is going on? Rosalind asked.

Why does she keep dreaming of this dungeon?

"W Why?" the woman's voice echoed against the walls. She knew it was that woman in chains.

"Why did you do this to me?" the woman asked.

This time, Rosalind composed herself and continued walking deeper into the dungeon. She was prepared to talk to the woman in her dreams, she was prepared to listen to her.

Soon, she quickly realized that she had been walking for what felt like hours and she never saw that clearing where the woman was located. Was she wrong after all?

Was this a different woman from the one that was currently inside her head? Rosalind tried to walk faster until she could feel the sweat on her back.

Then she opened her eyes and realized that she had woken up.

She got up and found something to wipe the beads of sweat around her body. What kind of dream was that?

She just spent it walking into the dungeon without seeing the woman. While it felt so realistic, she also felt helpless about it. Then suddenly she felt a creeping unease settle over her.

Was it the dream?

Or something else?

The air in the room felt thick and oppressive. It was as if. Someone else was inside her room!

Out of nowhere, the windows which had been securely shut, flung open, the curtains bellowed in a sinister breeze.

Rosalind froze.

The room was unnaturally warm! How was that possible? The snow was still outside.

The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end, and a sense of foreboding washed over her like a wave.

Slowly, she approached the window and peered out into the dark, her heart pounding in her chest. She stared at the dead trees that were still covered with snow.

Suddenly, she saw something!

In the distance, she could make out the silhouette of a figure running away from the tower where she was staying. The figure moved with a rather unnatural speed, as though it were gliding over the ground instead of running on it.

"And yet you are claiming to be one!" Atior said. The chorus of voices on his body seemed to multiply. This time, it already sounded like an orchestra.

"Take it down, Elias," Rosalind said.

"Why would I!? This man could easily hurt us!"

"Sorcerers are not exactly powerful in duels like this. They are only good at killing when they are hiding," Valentin explained.

"You saw him move, he could disappear in no time!" Elias said.

"Then just make it smaller. It is attracting all sorts of attention," Rosalind said. This time Elias clicked his tongue and the size of the fire decreased.

"Good boy," Atior taunted. "At least your dogs listen to you."

"What do you want? I don't think someone sent you to kill me. You would not have personally come if they did."

"Very perceptive I quite like it. However, this is not helping you choose the companies that you keep."

"Enough of that. Tell me what you want," Rosalind said. She was in front of a killer. She could not lower her guard.

"I came to see you," Atior said.

"So you came inside my room without my permission?"

"Do I need one?"

"You" The fireball on Elias's hand increased in size again.

"I just came to see you. I had no ill will."

"And why would you want to see me sleeping?"

"To pay my respects."

"What?" Rosalind, Valentin, and Elias spoke at the same time.

"To the only person that could use the darkness. To our new Goddess!"

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Atior was from the earlier chapters the sorcerer who had a snake. Dorothy and Jeames tried to pay her to kill Rosalind.