BLOODY LOVE'S
Episode 121

The talks with Clearwater could not continue as all the guests had already arrived and the event had already begun. Maria back to Jose's side. The girl's face was confused.

"The way is a little ... unique," whispered Maria.

Jose agreed. This party consists only of dancing and regular meals. There was no game, not even a welcome from Sir William. Without any cue, the music began and Sir William had invited one of the girls to dance. Some other couples followed in confusion.

Jose extended his hand to Maria. "You ready?"

The girl greeted her outstretched hand, and they stepped onto the dance floor followed by the gazes of almost all the guests. Adrian Marsh made a brazen tweet from the corner of the room.

"Wait, it's a waltz!" Mary whispered as they followed the other couples who were already lined up.

"Why? You can't?"

"I can. But you?" Maria glanced in horror at her friend. He whispered in a gerrymandering tone, "If you step on my feet or stop suddenly from forgetting the next move, I will immediately pretend to faint. Then you'll tell me that my corset is too tight, so I passed out. Then we run, okay? I don't want to lose face here."

Jose laughed, able to understand Maria's worries. He always skipped classes and rarely attended parties. But that doesn't mean he can't dance.

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Nolan had already swallowed his chocolate and now felt calmer. He was also not cold anymore because the coat Marco gave him kept him warm. His body was drowned in that clothes. The tip of his coat even covered his legs and touched the stone floor.

Marco was in front of him, still inspecting the stone walls using oil lamps.

"What are you looking for?" asked Nolan, who was tired of seeing the man standing still in front of the wall.

Marco looked. "The light is bright" he said. "Robert doesn't wear a thick coat or coat."

"Then?" reply Nolan astonished.

"When we got here, I didn't see any light other than the two torches on the elevator door. But he managed to settle in from behind us, carrying a lamp. Where do you think he came from?"

"Disclosure roads?" asked Nolan excitedly. Then his face was confused. "Didn't he emerge from the el ... el-vator?"

"He came from the elevator," Marco nodded. "But he's hiding somewhere while waiting for us. He knows we're going through, or maybe he hears our footsteps and hides. But where did he hide? I didn't hear any sound when he showed up. The material is too thin to cover the light. If he's just hiding in the dark, we'll realize it."

Nolan nodded in agreement. He went to check the walls, tapping and groping like Marco did.

"Hey," Nolan said slowly. His voice echoed within that silent passageway.

Marco came closer to the light. He was crouching on Nolan's side. "Find something?"

Nolan nodded slowly. Her blond hair looked brighter in the light of the lamp. He lowered his head, making half his face sink into the tightly fastened coat sheath. "Sorry," he said slowly.

"Why?" Marco's eyebrows are wrinkled.

Nolan would not usually admit wrong, but he was really tired and scared. This dark passageway intimidated him. He knew that if he was alone, he would not survive. He's probably crazy.

Marco was silent for a long time. It's true that they got caught because of Nolan. He was foolish to save the girl in the forest. He should have been able to be even colder and crueler by just letting the girl get caught. But Marco did not regret his decision. He was quite happy to be able to find some facts in this condition. Xavier Hastings was terrified and depended on him—even under these conditions. Robert Dawson is not a traitor. At least, the man was not on the other side. Marco felt those two facts were enough to pay for everything he went through today.

"Not to think about it" Marco finally said. He got up and lifted the lamp to light the hallway, wondering where Robert could hide earlier. "All we need to think about now is how we got out of this place alive. We both."

Nolan nodded, but he was still crouching on the floor. "You're not gonna leave me alone, are you?" ask her with a hoarse voice. His tone sounded sad as well as irritated at the same time. Nolan doesn't like to be fond of.

Marco could not help but laugh. "No, son," he said. "I'm not that cruel. Even if you're the most disrespectful kid in Bjork, I won't leave you in this dangerous place."

Nolen smiled slightly. He rubbed the tears on his cheek with the back of his hand. "I'm not a kid. I'm seventeen years old, and I can be polite if I want, too" he said. His father was a very strict and disciplined man. Nolan knew he could be more courteous and noble than the original nobles at Bjork, he simply chose not to do so.

"Times?" sahut Marco's. "I'd like to see how polite you are if you will."

Nolan accepted the challenge. He got up and straightened his back, then walked up to Marco with graceful little steps. His shoulders were upright, his eyes were straight, and his steps were swinging in order. When he got in front of Marco, he bent one leg and lowered his gaze, then saluted politely. "Lord Argent" she said with a sweet smile. "The commoners are facing."

Marco looked at Nolan without blinking. The boy looks like everyone else. Like a noble girl from North Bjork. Her self-carrying just now seemed to change.

"Amazing" Marco admitted honestly. "The perfect curtsy. The way you salute is very true, not even the North knows which knee should be bent and which leg to put. You also called me with the right title. Who taught you that? Not Jose, is it?"

"My father" said Nolan. "Say people, he's from the North. He died a long time ago, but he taught me many things. I told you, I can be polite and in your etiquette."

"If you want," said Marco.

Nolan nodded. "If I want to." Her cheeks were slightly flushed from the compliment earlier. He's silent. The hue on his cheek faded. His nose sniffed the air. "You hear that?"

"What?"

Nolan's nervous. Teeth gemelingtuk. He remembered the monster he had seen in the forest. "Room noise .. that strange sound."

Marco did not hear anything at first, but he later also heard it. The sound is getting louder. Metal crackling sound. Elevator sound.

"We have to hide" Nolan said in a panic, but couldn't move. "I-I have to find a gun!"

Marco turned to the elevator door to check. He looked inside, seeing that there was a metal cage bottom coming down. They're not wrong. The elevator sounds. He grabbed the torch on the left with the intention of giving it to Nolan so that the girl also had illumination and could use it as a weapon, but for not seeing, he said, marco's hand pulled the metal torch holder instead of his torch stick.

There was a light clutch sound as it moved downwards and triggered the sounds of sliding gears within the stone walls of the chapel castle.

Marco looked back. Nolan was two meters behind him, staring in horror at the wall to his right that shifted open, displaying an opening twice as wide as two meters.

They found his secret room.

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