Chapter 154
No matter how quietly the knights moved when they entered the houses, the old tavern lady sensed them and glanced out a window. Seeing the knights behind the windows, the old tavern lady turned towards the staircase to the basement. It wasn’t hard to guess that the knights must have come either because of Michelle or because of Alexander.
For a short moment, the tavern lady considered going down to inform them of the presence of the knights, but then she decided not to. The knights were clearly lying in wait, so it would be enough to tell Michelle and Alexander once they came out of the basement.
In the basement, Alexander just stared at Michelle as she lay on the ground, habitually curled up because she wasn’t on her bed.
Alexander was able to sense the sudden movement above the ground, and though he didn’t know what was going on, it was easy for him to guess that Michelle must have caused some kind of trouble before returning to the tavern. That made his smile widen. His thoughts about Michelle were just getting confirmed and strengthened. She really caused trouble wherever she went, both intentionally and accidentally.
Being below the Spirit rank, Michelle had no chance to sense the commotion above the ground, so she just continued to rest lazily. She didn’t know what time it was, but she was at least somehow able to keep track of time from the moment she had taken the iron supplement pill. Her time and space awareness was quite high, so she was guessing that evening was nearing, but she wasn’t too sure about that. It was possible that her guess was off and that it was already night.
Michelle was planning to rest for the whole night, so in the morning she could try to strengthen her connection with the sealing book. She had a gut feeling that for her to be able to use the book, she needed to have an unbreakable connection with it, far surpassing the usual connection between a contract master and a contract tool.
She didn’t know how to achieve that, but she could first try to give some more of her blood to the book. Still, for that, she would need her blood to be recovered. So she needed to rest.
If that method failed, she could think of different methods. She had no plans of thinking up anything too serious until then. She just let herself get lost in thoughts, letting the trail go as it liked, creating new ideas—some which she would never use, and some which she would just store in her memory to return to at a later date. And maybe even some which she could use right in the morning.
Though Michelle wasn’t planning to sleep, after having exhausted her soul energy and relentlessly digging holes in the basement, she was spent and, not even knowing when, she fell asleep on the cold, damp ground. The coldness made her relax and the dampness was easy to ignore, so sleep could be considered inevitable.