Hellbents
Chapter 193: The Stranger Night
Zap up!
Ava was forced to close her eyes, a blinding beam that burst out in front of her face as if burning her retina. He let his eyelids throb for a while. When it opened, its gaze was filled with a short text on the blue hologram, as well as darkness that stuck out to nowhere.
Write down the name of the traitor in your opinion!
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The opportunity to write a name only once, the choice can not be changed.
... Did Eve pull him back into the subconscious? But he doesn't see his dopplegger anywhere. Not yet had time to throw sarcastic sentences to lure the real princess, the countdown starting from the number 60 appeared.
Oh.
Although familiar, Ava is not in Eve's artificial domain, but the black space of the vacuum belongs to [System]. And now he has less than a minute to
write down the name of the person he suspects. But Ava has decided from the beginning, this opportunity is still premature when used now.
They can only write one name, they cannot change it.
That was why he allowed the number before him to walk backwards in silence.
Ding!
Time out!
This time the girl was ready, her eyes were already closed when she sensed that her body was again
teleported. It took three seconds for Ava to realize she was being moved to her new, unfamiliar room.
The dim, the candle used as the light source had been extinguished. He turned to the open window, the reason behind the cold night wind
Ava sculpting.
Although she had lived two months as a fake princess, the habit of a dozen years of independent living in the midst of a minimal supervision environment did not disappear. As a girl living alone,
an open window will only make his home a prime target for theft, even
a worse crime. So he did not care about the heat or the stuffy room, Ava never chose to open the window. Although he let the servants do it while he pretended to be Eve, he actively refused to do it himself. And a full day as empress, Ava never allowed a servant to enter her room.
Losing the status points that made her have five super senses, did not mean Ava became helpless. Because this is how it was originally. Without the influence of fantasy, Ava is an impulsive girl who is anxious and observant.
He walked calmly towards the dressing table, taking the iron candlestick as his defensive weapon. Then turn around, making sure his back is close and facing the wall. In this way, when attacked, the attacker has only three options: front, right, left. His black bead was wide open, scrutinizing every movement he caught.
But other than his paranoia towards the open window, there was nothing suspicious.
No intruders are hiding in the shadows.
There were no monsters waiting in the corner of the room.
The constant leaflet on the chest becomes Ava's anchor to reality. He stepped cautiously towards the window, his back still against the wall. The right hand holds tightly to the candle candlestick, standby. Right left stretched out, grabbing the frame so the girl can
closing the source of his anxiety.
Click! Cklek!
Ava made sure once again, now more courageous. Wardrobe, under mattress, bathroom. The presence of strangers.
Finally, he decided to lie down. Unfortunately, Ava's paranoid side is bigger than her rational side. Even though his eyes were closed, he could not sleep. All night.