"Not here. It's not a big mansion to live in alone."
In the land visited according to the information received from Bern, there was one mansion that was likely to be mistaken for ruins.
The outer walls are intertwined with mysterious plants to keep the sunlight out of the mansion.
It's the kind of environment that witches seem to like.
When you gently put your hand on the door, it opens automatically as if you were being lured.
It is a door without a piece of security capability, but is it also a trap?
…………
Though he steps in with some vigilance, there is no indication at all that the attack will begin.
Rather, it is so quiet and restless.
Are you away? No, but I kind of feel people's signs.)
Before I visited here, I had simulated various responses in my brain, but I didn't envisage a situation where nothing was going to be done.
Without action so far, perhaps Aria's presence has not even been noticed.
I also thought I'd blow the whole mansion away, but I didn't come to fight in the first place, so I breathed heavily to calm my feelings.
The ground floor is full of dust and other small garbage, so it doesn't seem to be used much from time to time.
If Aria's investigation is correct, the witch is likely lurking somewhere upstairs.
"But it's not ombolo." I think it's a good idea to expect from Space Management. "
This mansion, by the way, has holes in its walls, making it impossible to activate skills that require confined space.
I don't really think I'm going to lose to the witch, but the fact that I can't use a trump card was just a little cumbersome.
"- Hey!"
As Aria tries to climb up the stairs, she makes a crisp noise and leaves the plate.
Are you aging more than you look - if you give me a big storm, it's a build that's going to blow up even if Aria doesn't get her hands on it.
For now, I just have to thank my servants for not seeing me.
Pulling his legs out with his face just a little red, he regains his mind and carefully climbs up the stairs one step at a time.
And beyond that, only one room had the door fully open.
"Are you going to lure me in? Hey, come on out."
"- Sooo."
"... No way"
Aria peeks inside the room without warning of anything.
If the opponent is the opponent, it is an act so frivolous that it is not strange to lose the top from the neck.
But.
I am not lost in Aria.
Because I understood with something intuitive that it was useless to just think about it.
"... you're a nuisance."
As expected.
There was a witch who slept easily in her bed.