Chapter 162 - Perserios territory - part 5 - Countering the plan that was thirty years in the making (part 27)

*thump*

*click*

The sound of yet another body falling onto the floor was followed by the door to a small bedroom opening – with no one who could have opened it being visible from the inside.

"...? Hello? Is something wrong...?"

A woman in her early forties – with hair and eyes of the pastel-red color, a shade so light that it wouldn't be strange to be of a variant attribute – propped herself up on the bed and called out in a worried voice, trying to see into the hallway from her position.

"Little one, it's enough."

"...excuse me...?"

The paster-red-haired woman shook her head, thinking that the voice she said was some sort of hallucination - even more so because of what was said.

The voice itself was pleasant for the ear, but that wasn't one of the woman's worries at the current moment.