“If I go with him, I can naturally avoid suspicion, right? Honestly, if he were attacked while the High Priest was alone, Teore might be suspicious, but I could avoid that part…”
If Raha were attacked while going to the High Temple alone, Teore would definitely have all sorts of suspicions.
There was no guarantee that he and his father wouldn’t be included in those suspicions.
So, if he were attacked while they were traveling together, he and his father could avoid suspicion, and Teore would think that someone was targeting the “High Priests,” and would likely worry about his own safety as well.
“Creating a reason to go to the High Temple is the hardest part.”
“Since the High Priest has been at the Grand Duke’s castle for several days, wouldn’t it be okay to say he needs to visit the High Temple for at least a day?”
“The Grand Duke is not the type to let him go without a reason.”
“Then what should I do…”
“I’ll meet the High Priest-in-Chief and talk to him.”
Viscount Havigael said he would meet the High Priest-in-Chief as soon as possible and create a justification to call Raha and Edrion to the High Temple.
Edrion told his father he was counting on him and hung up the communication orb.
Obtaining the blood was one thing, but he started to think he should consider whether to kill him or let him live at this opportunity.
If Raha had really stopped liking Blizan and started liking Teore, it would be better for him to disappear from this world.
He couldn’t let his precious Teore be subjected to the crazed obsession Raha had shown toward Blizan.
‘Yes, this is all for Teore.’
By now, the hatred for Raha had morphed into a desire to save his innocent and precious friend.
In Edrion’s current heart, Raha was evil, a monster, and an enemy threatening both Teore and himself.
While Edrion was hatching such a plan with Viscount Havigael, Raha was chewing over what Teore had said with a grave face.
“When that time comes, Raha, you only need to treat me. You will never have any reason to meet the others again.”
That meant it would likely take on a form of imprisonment more proper than what it was now.
A total imprisonment where he couldn’t meet anyone and only made contact with Teore.
Raha tried to recall if there had been an episode where Teore imprisoned Edrion, thinking about the keywords and the content of the original work.
Whirr— Whirr—
Just then, a loud, rattling vibration began to be heard from somewhere.
As a startled Raha looked around quickly, he saw a round orb shining beneath the sofa.
‘Oh, a communication orb…?’
He was not unfamiliar with the communication orb, which could be used like a mobile phone in this world, as he had read about it several times in the original.
As described in the original, the round orb, about the size of a baseball, created a screen in the air like a beam projector as soon as he picked it up and pressed the center.
“Your Excellency the Duke?”
Raha’s eyes widened at the sight of Grey filling the screen the moment it popped up.
“Fortunately, you answered it yourself.”
“Yes?”
“I was going to give it to you directly, but Teore was there, so I just left it there.”
“…Ah.”
“Where is Teore?”
“Ah, he still has work left to do, so he is in the office.”
Raha said, glancing at the entrance to the reception room.
“Then, are you alone right now?”
“Yes? Yes, of course.”
“What about the servant in charge of your needs?”
“Ah, Pargo doesn’t really stick to my side unless I call him.”
“I see. Then listen carefully to what I’m about to say, Raha.”
Grey said with a serious expression. Raha instinctively nodded, and Grey leaned his face close to the screen and continued.
“My people will be coming to get you soon.”
“…..Yes?”
“You just need to follow them and come out without Teore knowing.”
Grey began to explain the “Dark Space” that Teore, a dark attribute user, possessed to the bewildered Raha.
Raha was shocked to learn about the Dark Space, which had never appeared in the original, and the fact that Teore intended to put him in that space and imprison him.
“There isn’t a single lie in what I’m saying, so you must believe me, Raha.”
Grey, who had continued by saying that he wouldn’t be acting this urgently if it were any other case, looked at Raha with a genuinely serious expression.
“If Teore locks you in the Dark Space, no one in the world will be able to find you.”
It was natural, as he had said it was a space that only Teore, who had the dark attribute, and those he chose could enter.
“You will never have any reason to meet the others again.”
So that was what those words meant. Raha swallowed hard, finding himself in a situation where he couldn’t even force a laugh.
“I will hide you, so you don’t need to worry. It’s not as optimized for imprisonment as Teore’s Dark Space, but one of the heads of my family in the previous generation was someone who put a lot of effort into imprisonment, so…”
Grey said one of his ancestors was sincere about imprisoning people, and he would hide Raha in a mansion that person had built.
He continued, saying it was a secret mansion known only to the heads of the Preod Duke family, unknown to anyone else in the empire, and although it might not be a perfect closed room like the Dark Space, it would take a long time to find.
“You just need to hide your body there for a while.”
Grey said he would visit him often, telling him to stay there with peace of mind as no one would be able to find it except himself.
Raha’s face stiffened slightly. It was because he couldn’t help but wonder if this wasn’t just the same imprisonment, only with a different captor.
“By any chance, can I move around freely there?”
—That’s not possible. Since it’s a mansion specialized for confinement, it’s best you don’t even think about leaving it from the start.
‘Ha……?’
Just as he thought, it was imprisonment.
It was merely the difference between a perfect space that no one could ever find, and a space that someone might find if they were lucky.
“Then isn’t being locked up exactly the same thing?”
As Raha tilted his head with an expression of disbelief, Grey proceeded to spout nonsense with a fairly firm expression.
—Why would you call it imprisonment when I’ll be coming to see you every day? I’m going to give you all of my free time. I’ll personally bring you your meals every day, and everything you need will be provided by my own hands……
Raha’s face slowly contorted.
‘No.’
That is imprisonment, you maniac.
