Chapter 67 - What am I? (2)

Translator: SKAIS Editor: SKAIS

I admit I’ve been at ease here. But that didn’t change the nature of this establishment. I slept in a room with bars and couldn’t escape from this prison. And no matter how free I was, my freedom was still limited. This was the only time I had admitted it because I did not have the opportunity and courage to complain.

“It’s different. Every prisoner here had sinned, but you are different. Miss Iana.”

Lenag declared firmly. The embarrassed look earlier was nowhere to be seen as if those were sucked by the pair of glasses he was wearing.

“That’s an exaggeration. I’ve seen a lot of people in this prison and I could say we were no different from each other.”

“Maybe. But you shouldn’t overlook the fact that people can lie.”

Lenag touched the edge of the table. At the same time, his upper body tilted slightly.

“The people here are usually hideous, cunning, and wicked. A noble prisoner is no different.”

As he got closer little by little, I felt like a big beast was lying on its stomach in front of me. Like he’s going to lift his body and reel me in with his fangs at any minute.

“…what is the distinction if I’m different from them?”

We heard a knock, and this uninvited person seemed unwelcome to Lenag as well as to me. We were still at the hype of our conversation, and this person, whoever this was, disrupted us at the wrong timing.

Lenag’s brows furrowed. I, on the other hand, didn’t bother moving at all.

Soon the guard opened the door and came in.

“This is an urgent letter, Sir.”