Chapter 166: Summons
Lee Sa-young furrowed his brow slightly.
"...Matthew? Why?"
"The doctor keeps checking on him, but his condition isn't improving. Whether it's because of that damned drug or something else, even potions or healing abilities aren't working..."
"..."
The gloved fingertip traced the rim of the cup. Matthew got injured? Wasn't he already dead? I don't recall hearing any reports about issues with his safety. Thoughts that were his and not his own tangled together in a mess. He let out a long sigh, and a hissing sound escaped from his gas mask.
'At this rate...'
It seemed unlikely he'd be able to work properly for a while. Lee Sa-young clenched his fist tightly before releasing it.
That delayed sense of movement, the unpleasant feeling as if his body wasn't truly his own, showed no sign of disappearing. If he let his guard down even a little, an unwelcome presence would push him aside and take control of his body. Even after clinging to Cha Eui-jae at home and barely regaining a sense of control, it was still like this.
Honeybee, who had been muttering with a deeply furrowed brow, looked up. She narrowed her eyes as she scanned the gas mask.
"...Did you hear me? About the drugs and Matthew? I told him to pass it on to you."
"To whom?"
What was she talking about? Drugs? Was there even such a thing as drugs? Lee Sa-young's mind felt foggy as if he were groping through a thick mist. It felt like being a lost child, wandering aimlessly. Unpleasantly so.