Chapter 52: Trapped
I sighed. "See, I have a lot of secrets, and I will not disclose them. But one thing I can be sure of is that I’m not a creature."
She gulped—like, swallowed really hard. "If you say so. But about your question, there isn’t anything like tips for it. You don’t choose your affinity; they choose you."
’Yeah... baldy said that too.’ I guess there really was no shortcut. Still, it was better to ask than to stay ignorant.
"Thanks," I said with a small smile.
Right at that moment, the other two stirred awake.
They took their sweet time, groaning and stretching, shaking off whatever strange sleep they had just woken from. When they finally settled and relaxed, I cleared my throat.
"Hello. Let me introduce myself properly this time. Einar Sanguis. Pleased to meet you."
Their mouths dropped open, and my intrusive thoughts screamed at me to throw something in their gaping mouths. But alas, I had nothing on hand.
Blondie—who was still blinking as if I’d just slapped him—stammered, "Wait... Are... y-you... an actual... Sanguis?"
’Huh?’
Then, like a candle flickering to life in my mind, realization hit. Hadn’t I just found the best possible cover for any future shenanigans? I was from the literal house of Lords of Aetherion.