The Knights of Eldania
Rooms

PIP........

PIPS.........

PIP........

PIPS.........

PIP...........

The sound of the Holter monitor continuously fills the silence in the room. The rest of the room owner was crouching with his right hand holding a grey sepidol, scraping the grey tip of the marker over the black marble floor.

His pair of eyes continued to focus on what he was doing, each stroke creating an image.

From semicircular images, circles, straight lines, and letter by letter continue to be scattered into a sentence that can only be understood by himself.

It took a long time to draw a pattern that was 2.5 meters in diameter.

Because every scratch, every sentence made, made his strength continue to drain, proved by his face which now began to see a circle of sweat water slid from his temple to the cheeks.

At least that is, the reason for not wearing clothes except this bathrobe, because it would be useless as well, wearing clothes that were ultimately dirty from sweat.

" ............................"

[A little more. ] Devon stopped his hand for a moment, he turned his head to the left, precisely to a large full glass window that showed the city was covered in moonlight, and also seen if the moon...now it's rising.

There's not much time......

He needs to finish it right now.

Back excited to carve the line, Devon also did not bother to continue to see the woman who was still asleep.

" I wondered what your surprised face would look like "a little smile on her sex lips.

Although only stepping on the age of early 30 years, but unfortunately what must be watched is his face that looks different from his age who has a head of 3.

Because one of his victims was him, who was now lying in his bed.

Devon sighed harshly.

" Doing this, it reminded me of the beginning of my meeting. "his head did not escape the memory of his first meeting in the rain.

Devon still vividly remembers her, that night it was raining heavily, and accidentally found a little girl near a narrow alley in a severe condition.

The girl was shot in the chest, but surprisingly did not die after she was taken to the hospital.

Because the one who was shot even in the left chest where usually the heart is located, but.in this case, a rare occurrence is on him. The heart is on the right.........

That's what got this guy interested in this girl.

DRR............

DRMT.........

Ignoring that his phone was vibrating, this man started to speed up the movements of his hands. Because the vibration of the phone is an alarm that he made as a reminder.

SRETT'S.........

His body twisted 360 degrees, scratched the marker to the floor with a single image, and produced a perfect circle.

" ....................."

Finished already, draw a circle with an alloy of various patterns.

After he finished, this man immediately threw the marker and stick he used earlier to any place.

His feet stepped out of the circle area earlier, and walked over to the patient.

His sleeping figure makes the owner of the lapislazuli iris remain glued to a plain, calm, face that he has seen for a long time over the past 3 months.

Though he wanted to be able to bring him back in a living condition, at least healthy. But his expectations are the opposite.

Found one of his foster children, bringing this woman into a dying state.

[Well, at least, you can bring her back. ] keep squatting to the left where this woman is lying.

Devon then raised that small right hand.

A very different size, when he put it on his palm (Devon ).

And making him there are times to think how if his hands are squeezed, is it immediately destroyed?.

A thought so stupid.

Because the woman in front of him is a great foster child.

The proof.....

GRETT..... (Squeezing with strong. )

Devon tapa an expression, tightened his grip aka squeezing the hand firmly.

There was no reaction even though he had squeezed his hand tightly, because.......

" Are you not tired of sleeping continuously for 3 months?. " At last Devon made a sound, after various lazy thoughts made him to speak.

Back then, he was talking to this comatose patient.

Because according to the knowledge he knew, even though he was in a coma...

' the state is completely unconscious and unable to react to a stimulus. '

Sometimes there is one case, if the patient who is in the coma itself, can hear things around him, just because the problem is not able to respond only, he said, that is the essence of the situation itself.

" So at least.you won't feel this pain right?. " said devon again, he raised the hand different from earlier, with a softness, his right hand held a small knife.

SRATT'S........

Slashed a little skin from the index finger, so that red blood finally came out.

Before dripping on the floor, he had already prepared a small glue, to hold the droplets of blood.

Of course he took responsibility for his actions earlier by cleaning the wounds he made on this coma woman, after cleaning with a tissue, he then bandaged the wound with plaster.

But, not only from the blood of one person, because he will also do the same to himself as well.

SRATT'S......

Finger from his left hand.

He slashed it, with a very clear image.

Dropping it into the same container, Devon began mixing the two blood by stirring it using his right index finger.

" Because I'm satisfied to see you sleep on, it's time you wake up" Devon said as he walked toward the circle with the pattern he had just made.

There was a gap between the two large circles that he was stripping, and that he would use to write down sentence after sentence.

And that sentence he used using his blood as well as his blood...

Devon looked back at the woman.

" Alinda, you must be surprised if I can do this, right?. "after, he took a 5-step back, then sat in a single chair with a bottle of wine ready.

Right now, all he does is wait, wait for the right time, where the position of the moon will shine directly into his room, completely.

" I was waiting for you, you must have missed me too, right?." A sentence with more meaning than it sounds.

Slurpps....

His death is only a few minutes away and it will happen, starting the countdown from this time.

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[What is this"..why can't I make my voice?. ] Dania is stuck with this condition.

His voice can't come out, though he can still think.

And all his senses slowly started not working, this made him even more anxious.

Then besides, slowly his body felt lighter!.

His eyes were wide, as the atmosphere around him seemed to be twirling, it made his gaze so unfocused.

Inside his head, it suddenly sounded....

' Alinda '

Nickname.

A name he had not heard for a long time, was now heard again, and the one calling his name was the owner of the voice of this man...........!

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When his eyes opened after hearing a nickname that Alinda had not heard for a long time, he was presented with a surprise that was so great because the voice that called his name was him.

That guy's.

What secrets does this pira have?. until it makes Dania who is facing a female witch named Chloe, so turned face to face with her former boss?.