On the way to the library.
For some reason, the mist on campus became thicker, to the point where only the stone path underfoot was visible.
[World Investigator - Mary] also felt increasingly uneasy,
always feeling that in the surrounding mist, countless malevolent eyes were peering at her, and occasionally, she would catch sight of tongue-like tentacles stretching out briefly and then retracting quickly.
If not careful, one might be dragged in by the tentacles that suddenly appear...
A sense of fear acting directly on the soul's plane made her unconsciously cling close to Han Dong, trying to maintain a distance of less than one meter between them.
She couldn't remember anything about herself, not even truths or abilities... she only recognized the 'Mr. Han Dong' before her and wanted to find clues related to the 'Yellow Robe King'.
Even though she seemed a bit older in age, this young teacher always exuded a reliable 'feeling'.
