Carrying Mogiana and running wildly, on Francois' orders, Laine didn't encounter anyone along the way. He followed the corridor along the castle wall to the valley behind the castle, and before he could kneel down to pray, the thick fog dispersed.
Ten minutes later, the fourth floor of the Lake Fairy Tower, the bedroom.
Laine sat at the head of the bed, and Mogiana leaned against his chest, her dainty jade feet peeking out from under her nightdress. Laine whispered, "The Lady doesn't seem to be around?"
"Perhaps... the Lady doesn't want to see me." Mogiana gently shook her head, the white nightdress outlining her alluring figure, but it couldn't hide her pale complexion and the black patterns brought by the curse. The Lake God Witch murmured, "Without the Potion Chalice, the reincarnation of the next Lake God Witch will be very troublesome... It's my responsibility. If the Lady wants to punish me, even if it's death, I will accept it."
