
We're still some distance away from Velmure. I'm impatient, but this fiend is unhurried.

Last night's dream repeats in my mind, especially that familiar yet strange voice and those eyes...

In my hazy consciousness, I can only feel a warm, thick, strange yet intoxicating liquid between my lips.

Several days later, the torment inside my body has slightly subsided. I can now leave the stone coffin and walk around the castle.