Bermuda Chapter 383

"Not... sis...ter..."

"Signe."

"Said... sister..."

"Signe, wake up now."

Leonardo called her repeatedly while rubbing his face as she continued sleep-talking. Signe, lying on the bench, rely mumbled sothing with a frown, showing no intention of opening her eyes. Leonardo, who had been holding her shoulders and shaking her, hesitated for a mont before lightly tapping her cheek with the back of his hand.

"Won't you take responsibility if you're late for enlistnt?"

"That approach probably won't wake her up."

At that mont, a shadow approached Leonardo's side. He was holding Signe's military gear with both hands, struggling with the weight.

The station attendant leaned the military gear against the bench inside the station building and set it down, then leaned back and let out a short sigh.

"She's fallen asleep before while playing with her sister in the field. I was a newly appointed station attendant then and went out to find them myself because I was worried, and the mory is very vivid. I was concerned she might have lost consciousness because she wouldn't wake up no matter how much I tried."

"...Is that so?"

"Yes. She's always been a heavy sleeper, but... I didn't know she'd still be like this as an adult."

He looked down at Signe with eyes that seed to say she was hopeless. Then he shook out his hands, which had lost circulation from being pressed by the heavy military gear.

"If you don't mind, may I try to wake her up?"

"Of course."

Leonardo nodded willingly and moved aside to make room. Then the station attendant, bending at the waist, brought his face close to Signe, who was lying on the bench. There was no ti to stop the distance between the two, which had narrowed more than necessary. He whispered softly into Signe's ear.

"Signe, your sister says she's leaving without you if you don't get up."

It was a strange spell.

Leonardo stared at the station attendant with bewildered eyes. As the man had said, he wondered what kind of act this was for a grown woman.

But at that mont, Signe's sleep-talking, which had been mumbling, stopped instantly. Her twitching eyelids also creased fully. Seeing her response, Leonardo decided to watch the station attendant's actions a bit more.

Just as the word 'sister' flowed from his mouth again, Signe's eyelids flung open.

"Gasp―."

"She's awake."

The station attendant straightened his bent upper body with a satisfied expression. As he did so, he shrugged his shoulders toward Leonardo.

"It's a thod I used to use often, and it still works well. The next train is scheduled to pass through the station in about thirty minutes, so I'll issue tickets for two right away. I need to contact the conductor in advance to make it stop. I'll be back shortly, so please take care of Signe."

"Ah, yes. Thank you."

After briefly conveying his business, the station attendant returned to the station office to get tickets for them. Leonardo, who had been watching his retreating figure, turned his eyes back to Signe. He put his hand on the backrest of the bench, bent at the waist, grabbed her shoulder, and shook it gently.

"Signe, are you a bit conscious now?"

Just then, Signe, who had abruptly raised her upper body, looked around. Leonardo managed to pull back to avoid a collision of heads.

"...Um, where's sister?"

"Hey, give so warning before you get up. And stop looking for your sister—she's not here."

Scolding her with relief mixed in, even as she showed sister-complex tendencies in the middle of confusion, Leonardo picked up the canteen tucked into the side of the military gear.

"What kind of person are you, not even stirring once on the way here?"

He opened the lid and handed it to the dazed Signe. Signe blinked, then, recognizing her own canteen, reflexively took it. But she didn't drink. She just looked around with a blank expression.

A mont later, realizing that the sister in her dream was an illusion, she asked in a tight voice:

"Is this... the station?"

"Yeah, I brought you here. When I went looking for you earlier, you were collapsed in what looked like a backyard. Do you know how surprised I was?"

"Collapsed? ?"

Signe, who questioned him with a puzzled look, moved her lips and then moistened her dry mouth with water from the canteen. While doing so, her wide-open eyes busily scanned the neat floor of the station building. She also looked out the large glass window behind her.

Leonardo picked up the beret that had fallen to the floor as Signe sat up. After patting the dust off with his hand, he tossed it to her and added:

"My divine beast suddenly returned to my mana, so I went to the place it last rembered. And there you were, lying on a stone chair nearby. At first, I thought sothing was wrong because you weren't breathing, so I imdiately carried you out... If I'd known I'd just hear sleep-talking, I wouldn't have co in such a rush."

Leonardo grabbed his stiff nape and turned it left and right. When Signe was complaining about her body being heavy, he couldn't feel anything, but when he carried her on his back—affected by gravity—he could indirectly experience the strong gravity of this area.

When he hurriedly lifted her, thinking sothing might have gone wrong, it felt like carrying a rock weighing over 300kg. The pressure was at its peak just as they left the castle, and he felt it gradually lighten as they approached the station. It was a mont of understanding Signe's behavior as she struggled toward the castle. At the sa ti, he also realized that her physical strength was by no ans weak.

The fortunate thing was that the return path was unexpectedly simple. The scene Leonardo encountered as soon as he stepped outside the castle was right in front of the stone tablet where he had been solving the riddle with Signe.

He hurriedly ran back the way they had co, carrying Signe on his back. The grass was flattened, making it relatively easy to find the markers. After crossing the stone bridge over the stream, he didn't even walk—he imdiately used teleport to lay her on the bench inside the station building, then requested help from the station attendant, including CPR and checking the inventory of oxygen respirators.

Until he heard her sleep-talking as if fighting with her sister, both of them had been quite serious. Leonardo, who recalled the return process with a short sigh, sat down with a thud beside Signe.

"Anyway, are you hurt anywhere? Why were you like that there? What happened?"

Just then, Signe, who had drained all the water from the canteen, wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand and stared at him blankly. Soon, with a furrowed brow, she looked down at her upper body and ran her palm from her chest to her abdon.

"Um... I don't think I'm hurt anywhere... I don't know why I collapsed either. I've never collapsed in my life... Did I just fall asleep?"

"It can happen when fatigue accumulates. But it's dangerous to lose consciousness carelessly in an unknown space. Weren't you the one who said you were afraid of encountering treasure hunters or whatever? I even attached a divine beast to you, but how did you two get separated—."

"What? Afraid? When did I say such a thing? I never did! Besides, what's this divine beast you've been talking about? And what's this stone chair?"

"The divine beast is the one I sent with you. The chair is—it's elongated and made of stone... Hey, don't you even rember where you were lying?"

Leonardo, who had been explaining, asked in a frustrated tone. Signe's gaze turned to the field and lake spread out like a picture beyond ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) the huge glass window. Beyond the hill they had crossed, fog was thickly gathered again.

"Where I was lying?"

Leonardo followed the end of her questioning gaze. The surrounding scenery he had clearly seen from inside the castle was a clear, bright landscape with not even fog—just a piece or two of cloud floating. But once outside, the Castle of Romance was hidden again behind a thick curtain, making it impossible to find any trace of it from the outside.

As if trying to remain a legend in rumors, it seed to deliberately draw in fog to conceal its existence.

However, Signe didn't seem to question any of these things.

"Why can't I rember well? Am I not fully awake...?"

She knew what a divine beast made of mana was, but she seed to have forgotten that she had moved with the divine beast. No—she kept saying things that suggested she had forgotten not only that she had entered the castle, but even the process of approaching the answer to the riddle.

"Weren't we wandering between the field and the lake? There was a stone chair... Oh, are you talking about sothing like a stone tablet or a stone bridge?"

"......."

"I rember lying down with the stone tablet as a pillow because I was too tired... Wow, I must have been really exhausted. I didn't even know I fainted right there."

Suddenly feeling sothing strange, Leonardo stopped speaking and stared at the side of her face. Signe just touched the back of her shortly trimd hair with an embarrassed expression, saying she was sorry for causing trouble. She also awkwardly asked if he hadn't found her heavy, since her weight must have increased a lot recently due to muscle training.

Leonardo felt that sa dissonance again. As if the middle process had been completely cut off, Signe's mory seed to remain at the point of wandering in the field.

'What's going on?'

Leonardo asked again to check the range she was aware of.

"You... don't rember that? Suddenly there was light in the middle of the field, and we went to the castle together—."

"Four tickets total, including a transfer ticket to Port Bellmayer. Let's get ready soon."

Just then, the station attendant who had issued the tickets approached the two again. He shook Signe's coin purse familiarly and handed it to her. Leonardo instinctively closed his mouth.

"I paid the fare myself. You should keep your wallet safe."

"Oh, uh..."

Signe, who received the wallet from the station attendant, felt in her uniform pocket with a surprised look. She had heard that pickpockets were rampant on the train, but she hadn't noticed at all that her own wallet had disappeared. The station attendant smiled gently and entrusted the four tickets in his hand to Leonardo.

"You're still the sa, sleeping oblivious to the world. If it weren't for your friend here, you could have been in big trouble. It's good to co and appreciate the scenery anyti, but it would be problematic if you sleep and are late for your enlistnt ti."

Signe, who had been responding with an awkward smile, suddenly looked at the military watch on her wrist. After staring at it for a while, she almost jumped up about twenty seconds later.

"Oh, when did it get this late?"

Startled, Signe closed the lid of the empty canteen and stuffed it into her military gear, then hurriedly shouldered the heavy shell on her back. The station attendant reassured her that there was still ti until the train arrived, so she could take it slow.

"Teo, sorry, but I think I have to go now!"

Leonardo raised one eyebrow as if finding it strange and stared at her. He was just as perplexed. Soon, his gaze turned to the old castle hidden in the fog in the distance.

Her transparent reaction, which couldn't be suspected of acting, threw his thoughts into confusion.

It was as if everything that had happened inside there had been a dream. If it weren't for the guy's note in his pocket, he would have surely mistaken it as such.