Micah gently opened the kitchen door and asked what was going on outside.
Outside the room a narrow staircase of cobblestones followed in a spiral.
Apparently, this tower is built with a room in the centre with spiral staircases running around it.
Micah looked out the window and looked up.
In all, it was about 10 floors of towers, and I found out that I was in the kitchen, which is now on the 4th floor.
(We have to hurry anyway... Claude is being caught on the tower, right? If people are going to come, you can use the power of Nancy's Chameleon's beast, and we'll go up this staircase anyway.
Micah began to climb the cobblestone stairs with one hiss.
Still, my swimming and wet clothes aren't completely dry, and after walking, the droplets fall pounding.
(Bad... If people come, they might find out from droplets and wet footprints, even if they use Nancy's power. Only light enters through all the windows, and the dim is at least the salvation... And when the door nearby suddenly opens, you can't use your powers in time... You really need to be sensitive to the sound...)
Micah kept going up the stairs carefully, and by the time it was time to reach the eighth floor, there was the sound of Gee and the door opening and the voice of people on the ninth floor.
"Then keep an eye out for yourself later! The prince leaves him alone so he can easily kill himself. You stay out there! Hoi, I got the keys.
"Okay! Leave it to me!
"Phew! I'm happy to hurt people, but I'm tired of waving a pretty whip! Maybe I'll have muscle aches tomorrow!
"You, you wield too much whip with force! The meat was torn. For that matter, you're gonna bleed to death, right? That prince."
"No. I was going to relieve myself, too, but he looks beautiful, so excited about his painful, distorted face, he's got power in his hand!
"Sure, you look beautiful in vain... If you're still alive tomorrow, maybe you can think of another way to taste the humiliation that makes you want to kill yourself.
"What's the other way around? Still, you're the one who's gonna peel your fingernails off, I'm gonna push the bake, you've been pretty bad at it. It hurt me watching you scratch your pinky nails slowly.
"I'm devising a way to inflict the pain that seems better when I die. Well, twitching hurts is also my hobby.
"We came and hurt him, so in a few hours, maybe that prince will kill himself, too.
The footsteps and voice coming down the stairs approached. Micah shuddered in anger and whispered, "Nancy Leon's Angel Beast, give me strength," sticking it to the wall perfectly.
Mika was surprised to see the two of them coming down the stairs.
Very big body. They both have leisure-like width.
The stairs aren't that big either, so I'll definitely touch the mica stuck on the wall if it stays like this.
(Not good!! Nancy said Chameleon's ability only assimilates into the background and does not mean that the object itself disappears. ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Shit! I should have slipped into the door there without using Nancy's powers. No, but I don't even know if it's unlocked, and if there was someone in the door, either way, they'd have found it, and... · Should I have even hung down the stairs before I got into my sight?!
Micah's heart belled sooner as she approached, in tension with the people of the sea like a mighty man.
(We'll bump into each other in a little while... No more... If this happens, we'll have to use the unintentional strike and fight!! If you don't let him faint in an instant, he'll call for help! First, with a lower spinning kick, the two of them fall down the stairs, then with a hand knife to the cervical spine, or palm bottom to the nasal bone...)
At the time Micah was desperately working on the operation, the two gutted open the room just in front of Micah and went inside.
Apparently, their room was there.
Micah breathed out all at once, holding her breath.
(Ha. Glad you didn't find out... Still, he told me he whipped Claude and peeled his nails off. What does Claude do to you guys!! Why should Claude be responsible for his parents' sins! Besides, he and the others enjoyed hurting people! I can't forgive you! I want revenge on them! I want to do it to the same eye! I want to kill you!
With the rage of his bowels simmering, Micah cringed in front of him.
(No. Anger dulls thoughts... Take a deep breath and calm down.
Micah took a big, deep breath and once again calmly looked back at her actions and freaked out.
(Anger and excitement overestimate the odds, I've heard of it, but it's true. If you think calmly, no matter how much you accidentally hit, it wasn't possible for me to faint those two men... Karate black belt, but it's reckless to challenge that ill-bodied opponent with your bare hands. My strength is to that extent... All I can do is help Claude so that he cannot be found by the soldiers of the people of the sea.
Of his remorse for powerlessness, Micah gripped her hand so hard that her nails ate into her palm.
Micah started going up the stairs again, chewing on her lips, aiming for the ninth floor where Claude was being captured.