BLOODY LOVE'S
The Chapter 70

Gladys shook his head again, pulling Sana's hand forcibly. “Company me, please. After all, I'm afraid of being alone. There are others too, some people, but I don't know them. I'm so uncomfortable.”

“Whose do you mean?” Sana asked frantically because Gladys dragged her so powerfully. He tried to pull back his arm, but in vain. His feet continued to drag, causing a trail of drag on the damp ground. “Gladys?”

Gladys. “Come on, San, when you won't accompany me? I've been with you everywhere!”

“But you accompanied me shopping, not into the woods! Where are we going, actually?”

Gladys face twisted strangely. The girl threw a cold gaze at Sana, a cursory gaze suddenly looking extremely vile, making Sana gasp in shock.

“OK, I will accompany you,” he said quickly, afraid in case Gladys gets angry.

“Really?” Both Gladys eyes were shining brightly. “You mean it? Thank you, San! Oh, really, thank you!”

“Sure, sure, but tell me first, where are we going?”

“To there, behind there,” the white arm of Gladys extended behind him, showing off a row of distant trees. “After there are many people, but I'm afraid.”

“Why should you be afraid? What are those people doing?” There it feels uncomfortable. He turned his head and tried to look into the distance, but could not see anything. He was just about to ask further who those people were called, when a voice called out behind him.

“What are you doing?”

Male voice.

Sana turned her head in shock, not to the point of screaming, thanks to the teaching at Argent's house.

The one behind him was a very familiar man.

Jose Argent's. The man was not alone, there was Nolan also beside him, now wearing his usual shabby clothes.

“Small Master!” exclamation There quickly, “What are you doing here?”

“Small Master?” Nolan repeated the call, turning to Jose with a look of amusement.

“I asked, San,” Jose menukas, began to feel free to prevent all the servants call him as Little Master. “What are you doing there? Dark-dark? Alone?”

“Self?” Sana looked beside him. Gladys is no more. “Lho, Glad? Gladys?” He formed a mouthpiece in front of his mouth with both fingers, calling out the girl's name.

“Who is Gladys?” ask Jose wonder.

“My friend, Sir, we were together. But I don't know, maybe he left first,” Sana replied, now confused.

Now, Jose and Nolan looked at each other.

“Since when did he leave?” ask Nolan.

“Barusan,” Sana recalls, resisting the constancy of wanting to get out. He was not happy with the boy. According to him, the boy was chasing Jose for Argent's wealth. “I was together with him continued, but after Little Master came, I don't know, maybe he was embarrassed.”

Sana frowned hearing the child call out her master's first name casually. He looked at Jose with a questioning look.

Jose nodded as an affirmation. “We both saw you, San. I saw you too. Since then, you've been alone here, walking south. What are you doing here?”

Now it was Sana's turn to be confused.

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“Kurasa, it must be stealth,” suggested Nolan after hearing Sana's explanation.

The three of them were in a shop. Nolan actually invites Jose and Sana into his house for tea. But Sana did not want to see her master sitting in a dirty place and drinking from a slightly broken glass. He rejected the proposal outright. For some time, the two were still insistent on each other, until Jose suggested they just have tea at the tavern. Sana still refused, feeling unworthy to sit at the table with the employer, but Jose insisted, and Nolan made fun of her, so the three of them were at a wooden table in a modest tavern.

Nolan beside Sana while Jose sat alone. The man's clothes looked very simple, completely incomparable to Marco's or Edgar's. Jose only wears black cloth pants as well as a plain blue shirt behind his long black coat. Although everything looks clean and good, it still looks too simple. Sana until sure, if he does not know who Jose is, he will not consider him the son of a famous family.

Man cannot be seen by appearance alone, he thought.

Nolan put the tea glass down. The boy looked at Sana seriously, then said again, “I'm sure it must be a demon! In the forest there are many demons, fairies, and their countrymen!”

“How old are you?” pangs Sana spicy as satire.

Nolan did not know that he was being insinuated, answering truthfully, “Seventeen! Why?”

Hearing that, Jose hid an amused smile behind the teacup. He himself was pervading Sana's story.

He knew that Higgins died in an unnatural state, he had also seen a black ghost and was chased by the creature, so there was no reason for him to doubt the existence of mystical or stealth creatures, but Jose remains unwilling to give in to occult conclusions. Making mystical things the answer to a problem is not his style. For Jose, such traits are just markers of lazy thinking. At least, that's what Marco taught me.

Therefore, even though his hand remains open to the possibility of whatever actually happens, Jose still tries to consider everything from the logical side.

“I am not daydreaming, nor am I dreaming, what else is too tired. It's my holiday,” said Sana immediately, can guess that surely her employer is thinking in that direction.

“I understand,” reply Jose, although actually do not really understand what happened. A leader can never show his weakness or that he knows nothing. The teachings of Marco. Jose wondered how far his uncle's thoughts went in all his actions. “Asumkan that Gladys was with you and without you knowing, he suddenly left. What are you doing in the South? That's not a good chatting place, is it?”

Sana hesitated for a moment. He had already told her about the strange white blob, but had not told her about who Gladys was and what they were talking about. Now, he was wondering whether it was better to tell a story or not.

“There is no particular reason, Sir,” he said slowly, “We are just looking for somewhere else than usual to chat. We thought everything would be no problem, after all the patrol police were roaming.”

Jose tapped his thumb against his chin, feeling that Sana was hiding something, but he did not want to press. After all, every legitimate person has a personal secret.

However, the thing that troubled him a little was Sana's behavior in the forest. His hands were stuck forward. The girl seemed to be being dragged away by something invisible. It was because of that thought that Jose quickly approached him. At first, Jose didn't even know that the girl was his servant until Sana called him Little Master.

He glanced at Nolan, seeing that the girl's blue eyes were emitting the same light as him. They thought the same about one thing, something was wrong in the forest south of the river.

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