The sound of the wind could be heard.

The last room on the fifth floor of the Duke�s Estate.

Gronica, the other Lion who was in the room next to Clopeh�s study, started to speak.

��Is there an open window?�

�Excuse me?�

The knight asked with confusion before his expression turned serious.

Clang.

The members of Arm took out their weapons.

There were no windows that were open.

They had closed off all of the entrances to the fifth floor or placed a knight in front of it as soon as they heard that there were intruders.

There should be no reason for there to be any sort of wind blowing through the room.

Shaaaaaaaaaaaa-

But the wind blew by once more. They clenched their weapons tightly.

Then they saw it. It was fog.

A fog was slowly approaching them from the end of the corridor with the wind.

It was as if a white wave was splashing through the hallway.

�Step back.�

Gronica rushed toward the fog. There was a whip in her hand.

Flick.

A golden whip that was similar in color to her golden hair was flicked toward the fog. A small voice could be heard from inside of the fog.

�Meeeeeow.�

It was a Cat.

She recalled the old man who looked like a child grinding his teeth as he mumbled.

She recalled what the tamer had said. JrNovels.com