133: Advanced Class III

Young Master Myles sat before the table of his room on a night. The room was dimly lit by the candle which was on his table..And on his table was a scroll which he was casually going through.

His expression was plain as he scanned through the scroll with his eyes..But at a point, he stopped.

What he had heard was a loud howling sound. One Which Seemed to have come from outside that night.

As he paused what he was doing, he stared at his door. He could still feel the bustling sounds of the wind flowing outside that night.. Although it seemed like a normal wind which came every now and then. But to Myles, it was more than that.

Because this wind felt rather evil.

He sat there still staring at the door while and listening to the sound of the roaring wind outside. He didn't stand up, and he didn't Leave the room as well.

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