When she saw him approaching Leticia from behind her, the maid had gone as white as a sheet as though sheâd seen a ghost.
Before this, she had disappeared with all sorts of excuses spilling out of her lips, but she suddenly came back. Itâs as if she had belatedly realized that she left Leticia alone with him.
âE-Excuse, me. Miss Leticia, please, with me, come⌠Please come with me to the kitchen.â
âWhy? Did something happen in the kitchen? I need to clean up a little more here.â
âUrgent! Itâs really urgent. We have to go. Now.â
âRight now?â
âRight now! Hurry!â
Frantic, Hilda had stomped her feet as though she was standing over fire. Whenever she felt Adrianâs gaze on her, she would only sneak back a glance at him and tried not to make any eye contact.
He could still hypnotize someone without having to look into their eyes anyway. So, Adrian stared at her wordlessly and used his power of hypnosis, just as he usually did.
âLook at me.â
âMiss Leticia, hurry!â
He hypnotized her just as he did with other humans, but there was no change. If the hypnosis worked properly, then she should have paused and stared back at him with an empty look as if sheâs entranced.
âSay that youâll stay in the room.â
âCome on, Iâll carry the curtains!â
Even when he tried to hypnotize her again, it didnât work. Itâs like all of his suggestions were being warded off by an invisible wall. The maidâs frantic steps grew faster and faster, so it was getting noisy.
âŚLook here.
âGoodness, fine. Youâre strong anyway. Young Master, I apologize. As you heard, thereâs a commotion in the kitchen, so⌠Iâll take a look for a moment and Iâll come back up to continue cleaning.â
ââŚOkay, go ahead.â
âQuickly, quickly!â
As if she was being chased by death, she dragged Leticia out the room, and until the very end, she never made any eye contact with Adrian at all. He tried to hypnotize her one more time before she left, but she didnât even take one glance behind her.
ââŚNow isnât this unusual.â
Adrian stared at the closed door. Whatâs unusual wasnât limited to just his hypnosis not working on her.
It was the way she was treating him. Her attitude towards him had become extremely different, so it was inevitable that heâd notice it.
If this maid was someone who had just started working at the mansion, he would have taken this in stride and just brushed it off. In a way, heâs someone who could control his own life, and it was warranted that humans would be scared of him.
But Hilda was different. This had never happened before for as long as she had been working in the mansion, and it was easy enough for her to do her task of bringing his medicine.
Yet right now, she was avoiding him, and any chance that she failed to avoid him, she would flinch and jump frantically as though a devil had appeared from the netherworld.
This right here, didnât it seem like sheâd become a completely different person?
Did she notice that some of the people who had disappeared from the mansion had died in his hands? No, that couldnât be the case. He hid his actions very well so that no one could know, but suddenly heâs been caught?
Thatâs ridiculous.
On top of that, why wasnât his hypnosis working on her?
She was easy enough to handle in the past, so he never found the need to hypnotize her before thisâthatâs why itâs also difficult for him to compare since thereâs no point of reference.
As he thought back to this unsolved puzzle, his appetite gradually declined. Today, the steak that had been so tenderly cooked felt quite tough. Adrian set down his fork, but at this, Alvan was at his side right away.
âHave you finished your meal, Young Master?â
âMmh.â
âYou didnât eat much.â
âClean this up.â
Adrian rose from his seat and went straight to his room.
He wondered if his hypnotic powers had weakened, but when he used it on a servant who was passing by, it worked without a hitch. Like a puppet hanging from strings, he made the servant walk at will, make a face, and even stand on the windowsill. He couldnât make the servant jump out the window however.
That wouldnât be fun.
He ordered the wobbly servant to go down from the windowsill and made him go on his way again. On a normal day, he would walk along the mansionâs tranquil darkness, head back to his room and listen to an opera record. But because his thoughts were all tangled up, he couldnât unfurrow his brows either.
Did she notice his past murders? Or was she the ânatural enemyâ that Lilith referred to in the curse? It was only a guess, but thereâs a good chance that this really was the case. The line âwill not be able to killâ could be interpreted as him not being able to use his powers on her.
What to do. If sheâs his natural enemy, then rather than killing her, he should let her stay by his side. The wisest move here was to end his âworldâ.
But then all Hilda did was to run away from him and flinch at any given time. She didnât even try to talk to him or stay longer in his room.
How could he make such a woman stay still and talk to him?
As he reached his door, he was still lost in thought, but it was at this moment that he paused because he suddenly felt someone elseâs presence inside. The servants would usually clean the room or change his bedding while he was away, but they always left before it was time for him to return.
This had never happened before, but he could clearly feel someone else inside the room that he had previously left empty. It could be surmised that the one staying inside had a different purpose.
Had Lilithâs remnants come to him?
Heightening his senses, he grabbed the doorknob and twisted it. This situation was something he was displeased with, but if this was a slim chance of regaining his original strength again, it would be possible to drag it out. His hypnosis would also be a great help.
Creeeaaak.
At last, as soon as the door opened, a loud, unimaginable sound broke out.