Bad Born Blood

Chapter 118

Custoria Manor was silent. From the outside, it almost looked like an uninhabited estate.

Whirrr—

I stepped out of the aerial vehicle.

Giselle was standing alone on the airstrip, without even a single servant. Normally, it was customary to have a few retainers or attendants accompany her.

As I glanced around, Giselle answered,

"Everyone’s busy, so I came alone."

She spoke while looking up at the sky. My gaze followed hers.

The sky was as gloomy as ever. There were no signs of an impending storm yet.

"Because of the storm?"

"The manor has to be prepared too. When the storm gets too strong, even aerial vehicles can’t be used."

I fixed my eyes on the warehouse behind the manor. There was a lot of movement over there. They seemed to be stockpiling supplies.