Chapter 71 - 9.12 : The Predator in the Hallway
After Sandra confirmed that her son was unharmed, she instructed Al to move into a room inside the main house. This time, Al didn’t protest—he simply complied.
The servants helped gather his belongings from the debris. There wasn’t much: a few decent but worn clothes—poor by Virellano family standards—and several new outfits Aurielle had given him days ago, most of which still looked untouched.
The servants seemed hesitant, whether because they weren’t familiar with Al or because the dust from the ruins still clung to his belongings.
Uncle Acok also ordered some of his men to accompany Al in moving his things. Their faces were stern, but they tried to put on "friendly" expressions.
Al glanced at them briefly and spoke,
"You don’t need to help. I don’t have much. Besides, you look like you could use some rest."
The guards looked unsure, but eventually nodded and left without a word.
For a moment, Al stood among the ruins of his old room, watching the servants pick through the debris for salvageable clothes and items.
Making sure no one was watching him, he moved to the center of the ruined building. His eyes narrowed as he touched the cracked floor, revealing a glimpse of what lay beneath.
There was still a strong energy underground—like the pulse of an ancient object he would soon retrieve. It didn’t belong to this dimension, yet it felt strangely familiar, as if he’d encountered such energy before... though he couldn’t recall when or where.
After checking, he grabbed his backpack—filled with clothes and essential tools—and followed the servants carrying the rest of his things to a much better room.
It was nothing like his old one.