Another thing, searching for the truth requires a lot of effort and I’m lazy for that. I jest, the real reason was . . . I don’t want my views or perspective about the world to change. I think I already have enough knowledge about this world. The trauma . . . almost made me go insane.
I never wanted my perspective to change because of what my babu said to me before he died. “Everyone around you, Renata, is perfidious. You can’t trust anyone . . . not even gods.”
Remembering that line . . . was always making me wary.
 “Renata.” As soon as I heard a voice, I came back into reality, a reason why the dominoes fell continuously.
I groaned. It took me time to build all of this.
I glanced at the person who disturbed me. Only did I realize that it was our math teacher. “Why are you playing dominoes in the middle of the class, Renata?”
I frowned. “Uh . . . To help me with numbers?” I stayed silent for a moment. “Perhaps?” I released an awkward chuckle.
The teacher sighed. “Your Teacher Rory is calling you. She said that you should go to her office as she has some matters to discuss with you”
“What office, Teacher?”
“Guidance office?” She chuckled. “Just kidding. In the faculty. Do you want me to accompany you?”
I smiled a bit. “No thanks, Teacher. I’m fine. Yner showed me the way last time.”
She nodded. “Okay then. Be careful and don’t run in the hallways.”
I stood up and was about to go outside, but a moment before I took a step outside the classroom, I heard the teacher’s voice. “Is she really a five year old kid? She acts like she isn’t.”
I secretly felt smug. Even though she just whispered that phrase, I can still hear her. I can hear everything . . . and know someone’s deepest secrets.
For some unknown reason, I found myself in a dark place. I was lonely. However, I didn’t mind staying in the abyss of darkness. Instead, I made myself comfortable as if nightmares around me weren’t surrounding me.
I closed my eyes and embraced the cold breeze in this abyss. I muttered these words, “libertas . . . Liberum exitio.” I then inhaled. “Mors enim prope est.”
I slowly opened my eyes. I stood up and walked in the middle of stygian until a light showed up. There I found Babu lying on the ground. He was lifeless . . . and bloody.
My eyes were bloodshot as I stood still, watching his corpse while holding a bloodstained knife. No, I didn’t kill him. Seventh did.
I lowered my gaze and approached the light. Then, everything went normal. I went back in the middle of the hallway.
I never wasted a moment to think about what just happened and went to the faculty directly instead.
I spent the most of my time being with Teacher Rory’s office. She informed me about the upcoming contest. An art contest to be specific.
Well, I wasn’t expecting it since I only paint what I saw in my mind. I should have declined her offer but since Father said that as long as my actions have nothing to do with helping our main enemy, I’m free to do what I want. So I accepted Teacher Rory’s invitation because I have nothing to do but to receive tutorials from her and receive insults about my soul from Heidi.
To be honest, my life here in Madreign has been getting more annoying than expected ever since Heidi came into my life. Just a few more insults from her, I will really think that she’s an abandoned mage from far away or she was a weird girl doing rituals in every ruin.
But . . . I have these questions in my mind. What kind of vision did she have? How was she able to obtain such vision at such a young age? What was her driving force—or what kind of blood she has?
I suddenly became intrigued about her, yet I do not intend to dive deeper about who she is as we met in the outside land. She claimed herself as a civilian of Madreign, so I have no reason to trust her. She’s still a Madreese no matter what. In other words, she’s a potential enemy who might lurk in shadows.
As the remaining heir of the Viglianco clan, I have the ability to know someone’s deepest secrets. However, that ability wasn’t working these days even before the ambush and the secrets I’ve obtained using my ability disappeared like a bubble for some unknown reason.
I don’t know why but perhaps my driving force wasn’t enough or there was someone blocking my mana stream. Who knows?
I sighed.
Ever since I took a step outside the island, I felt superior than anyone else. I was able to bring back some of my memories that I completely forgot from the island. Yet those memories weren’t enough.
I have this urge to read the original copies of the books Father was currently collecting as I have the feeling that I might find the answer to my question. I . . . need to seek information about my family or about myself.
I guess my way of thinking had completely changed since I entered Madreign and it was annoying that I don’t even know why. Everything . . . Everything was peculiar.
I . . . will now seek for answers and will risk my fear of changing my perspective just for freedom from these endless questions and mysteries.
I suddenly bumped on something on my way home. It was a woman and her face wasn’t even familiar. It looked like she just exited our house. What is she doing here? Who is she?
To be continued . . .