D147. Rakshasa

"Alright, it's about time you stopped staring at that thing; it doesn't know what's happening on the other side."

In the Count Mansion in the afternoon, Grandpa looked at his childhood friend sitting quietly in her chair and couldn't help but speak up.

"I like staring at it; why do you care so much? Are you scared of it or something?" village chief grandma twisted her eyebrows, retorting unkindly.

"And besides, haven't you been here since this morning? What's the difference between you and me?"

Grandpa's face, which was always stern, was now even more wrinkled with frustration, but after a moment of silence, he chose not to argue and instead turned his gaze to the Fourteenth Princess.

"I'm terribly sorry, Princess, to have you keep company with us two old people…"

"Not at all, it is my own wish." The Fourteenth Princess smiled and shook her head, shifting her gaze to the Crystal Ball on the table.