Robyn's POV
I found myself in a place I didn't recognize. When I woke up, a man was there, explaining that I'd been out for a while due to injuries from the King's Ga. A woman in a maid uniform confird that this man had saved .
Turns out, I was at the main headquarters of Leonamon, a company that had revolutionized many modern aspects of the world. They had developed vehicles that made travel far smoother than traditional carriages and had built extensive infrastructure and roads to facilitate these vehicles. And apparently, the man who had saved was the owner of the Leonamon enterprise.
Why did the owner of the world's largest enterprise save ? I couldn't shake the question from my mind, and the answer still eluded . I couldn't grasp his motivation for rescuing . Usually, such an act might co with a hidden agenda or so ulterior motive. Maybe he wanted sothing from , or else, why would he have saved ?
For now, I chose to be wary but optimistic. Dwelling on negativity wouldn't help move forward.
The man who ca to my rescue didn't seem bad at all. In fact, "cute" felt like an understatent. He was undeniably handso, with a striking presence that made the term "cute" seem inadequate.
Even so, I couldn't shake the feeling that there had to be a catch. It was hard to believe that he saved without so hidden motive. For the mont, though, I followed everyone's instructions.
The maid made it clear that I couldn't leave until I was completely healed. Natasha, the doctor here, reassured that this place was the pinnacle of modern dicine, with unparalleled expertise in biology and human anatomy. She strongly suggested that I stay until I was fully recovered. Her professional deanor put at ease, and I found it hard to question her sincerity.
As I road the hallways, their pristine white walls gleaming under the soft lights, I felt like I had stepped into another world. The corridors were so immaculate and dreamlike that they seed almost too perfect to be real. Yet, the vividness of it all made it clear that this was no dream.
"I wonder what happened to the captain?" I murmured to myself. We were together when that Prince's attack hit us, but she wasn't here with now. I hoped she was okay.
As those thoughts lingered in my mind, a month had passed since I'd arrived here. The woman in the maid uniform approached and spoke.
"I want you to walk with , Miss Robyn," she said.
This was it. This had to be the catch I'd been waiting for. I started thinking about escaping, but considering how this place was a labyrinth of endless white corridors, I couldn't see how I'd manage it. I'd wandered all over, but the layout was impossible to figure out.
It felt like the place was designed to disorient you, twisting and turning like a maze that led you in circles no matter which way you went.
I had no idea where she was taking . The woman leading was stunning, with brown bobbed hair and a very generous bust. I couldn't help but feel a bit insecure. Glancing down at my own chest, I knew "busty" wasn't a word anyone would use to describe —more like modest. And her butt... well, it was definitely more well-defined than mine.
"You're probably suspicious," she said as we walked. "But I assure you, Leonamon doesn't intend you any harm. Still, I know you're not going to be satisfied with just that, and you've been waiting for the catch, so I'm going to do you a favor and give you the catch you're expecting."
We arrived at a white wall. Why had we stopped? As I questioned it in my mind, the wall suddenly opened, revealing a hidden room.
"H-Huh?" I stamred, confused. Had there been a room there all along? But the room was small, barely big enough to fit eight people if they squeezed in tightly.
"Let's go inside," she said, stepping in first. I hesitated but eventually followed her into the cramped space, wondering what we were going to do in such a tiny room.
Suddenly, she pressed sothing, and the walls closed in, trapping us inside. I tensed up, expecting sothing to happen, maybe even an attack. I was ready for it—confident that if she tried anything, I could handle it. After all, I was still a magic knight, trained to defend myself and fight back. But she didn't attack.
Instead, she stood there with her back to , completely calm, as if the thought of attacking hadn't even crossed her mind.
Suddenly, I felt the ground beneath start to rise.
"W-What is this?" I asked, alard.
"It's called an elevator," she replied calmly. "It's a room that, as the na suggests, elevates you—or lowers you—to different levels of the building."
The concept was entirely foreign to . How many of these "elevators" did this place have? No wonder it felt like a labyrinth; there were so many hidden things here.
After a mont, I heard a soft "ding," and the walls slid open again. We were now on a different level of the building. After a short walk, we stopped at another room.
"I want you to work with these people," she said, her tone both firm and inviting. "Master insists, but if you're uncomfortable, you can decline. Just, please, give it so thought."
She opened the door, and I was imdiately hit by the sounds of swords clashing, shields being struck, arrows whizzing through the air, and various other training noises. I peered inside and saw six won, all in the midst of intense training.
"These are the Shadows," she explained. "They're Master's bodyguards, though they're rarely needed since Master can handle himself. Instead, they serve as intelligence operatives—spies, information gatherers. They operate in the shadows, hence the na."
As she spoke, all six won turned their gaze towards , and for the first ti in a long while, I felt a shiver of fear run down my spine.
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