My Little Prince's
My name's...

"Damians!" 

The man with the white alma mater and blue shirt who was looking at his patient's health records immediately put on a ready face when his name was called. He bowed to Masson who had woken up a moment ago. 

"Sir, are you aware? I'll check for a minute." 

Masson shook his head quickly, he lowered his foot from the hospital bed and let his bare foot tread the floor.

Damian immediately asked his master not to do so. But Masson insisted on leaving. 

Masson clucked irritably at the sight of the infusion needle stuck in his hand. He sat on the edge of the bed.

"When is this infusion finished?" 

"Two hours, please wait two hours."

"See Laurent to take a swing. I'll leave after the infusion runs out. And, you're the one who brought me here." 

Damian nodded, coding his right hand to go relay a message from his master to Laurent.  

Masson dragged his infusion pole, closing in on the window.

"If I leave now, will you come after me?"

"I'm sorry? What do you mean sir?" 

Masson took a deep breath, walking towards the door while holding the infusion he had escaped from his pole. His footsteps did not stop to run, making the doctor take preparations if only Masson intended to leave the recovery procedure. 

"Where are you going?"

"I'm saturated in there."

The man with the white alma mater followed in his boss's footsteps. 

"Master your condition has not fully recovered. "

Damian tried to ask Masson to sit down. 

However, Masson instead walks towards the parking lot as Damian begins to let his guard down.

Masson got into his car parked in the row closest to the exit.

A bodyguard was ready to drive the burning car. Masson smiled lucky for not needing to drive with one hand fitted with an infusion needle.

"Master?"

"Go to Laurent's right now." 

"Are you okay?"

"Just go, before Damian realizes and pursues." 

The man sitting on the steering wheel nodded. He immediately stepped on the accelerator, the car drove out of the parking lot.

"Where are we going, sir?"

"Take me to Laurent's." 

The car drove at an average speed, Masson who was enduring the pain in his stomach that was re-injured last night, immediately took a call to Damian so as not to be anxious.

The man took off his needle, about to throw it away because the liquid was almost gone.

Masson's car went into a simple house yard that was used as a hiding place. He walked into Laurent's room, calling out the name of his right hand which immediately came to meet him. 

"Just tell me where they're hiding, can Ed negotiate with us?" Masson didn't give Laurent a chance to start the conversation. 

The red-haired man told them about the plan they had devised. 

Masson just nodded, asking to start the action immediately. 

"You're still in recovery condition." 

"It would be much better if they were okay."

"Still far?"

"Almost there, sir."

Masson stared flat at the building that housed Samm and Rubby.

"You're gonna stop here Ed. I will stop your steps." whispered Masson as he stepped confidently into the building.

Masson walked behind Laurent, his observant eyes trying to find a figure who might be expecting his presence.

The sound of one shot made people who were standing guard in the building scatter to find the source of the shooting.

The men equipped with the weapons immediately pointed their rifles forward. Awake so that when someone appears immediately shot him.

Masson, hiding behind a wall, soon changes the plan in his mind. He again took a step away from his hiding place. Seeing the men go to make Masson freely enter a large room. Inside are several doors. 

"Laurent." 

Masson pointed at one of the doors, asking Laurent to check the door he pointed at. 

"Master!" 

Masson ran towards Laurent as the man called out to him in surprise. Masson goes inside followed by Laurent.

He laughed softly when he heard the sound of applause from the direction of the entrance. 

"Dad." 

Funny voice, it makes Masson shake. Trying to deny the jima was the voice of his son.

' This is just a trap.' Masson whispered in his heart while reassuring himself. 

"You are wise. Choose this room." 

"You need to know, Ed. I am a Nizcholn, anyone who deals with Nizcholn or who has become a relative of Nizcholn, then their business is with me."

Ed clapped his hands again, he took a breath then clucked irritably at Masson.

Directly to the core. "

Ed raised one of his eyebrows, walking around Masson who was standing still. 

"Do you want to find someone here?"

Masson fixed his gaze on a closet door located near the entrance. 

Laurent who understands the eye code from Masson immediately walked backwards when Ed focused on Masson.

"Oh, do you think I don't realize what your eyes are moving around staring back and forth."

"You're mistaken, Masson."

"That door leads Laurent out of this room. And he won't be able to get back in here, because it's an exit that can't be opened from the outside."

Masson chuckled, hitting Ed's jaw off guard.

"No need for length. Just tell me where my son and Rubby are."

Ed laughed more.

He retaliated against Masson by striking directly at the man's feet. Masson's knees stuck to the ground.

"Dad."

Samar Masson heard his son's voice. He began to understand when he looked more closely at the walls of the room.

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