“Who are you?”
Like how a human being wouldn’t care about what insects are up to, the red haired man casually ignored Ryan’s words in the same manner and mumbled,
“Um. As I thought, this is quite something… Although that kind of magic was not fiddled with, the color was changed like that.”
Ignored, Ryan was not able to stand it. Ryan’s hand was moving toward the sword’s handle on his waist.
“I asked who you are.”
Ryan was holding the handle of the sword. However, the red haired man wasn’t even glancing at Ryan.
“There is no innate type or opposing type at all. This is impossible even for us… With this, not just magic, but summon spirits could be utilized skillfully. Interesting. It’s very interesting.”
Toward Ryan, the response from the red haired man was smaller than that of an ant passing by. Not able to stand the insult, Ryan took out the sword.
“I asked who you are!”
The sharp sound from the unsheathing of the sword filled the corridor.
“…?”
The red haired man finally responded. Just like a certain young master in the mansion, with an annoyed look on his face, the man looked at Ryan.
“Andal.”
“What?”
“Are you deaf? I said it’s Andal.”
Nainaie, who was still coughing blood, heard the name, Andal, among the voices that sounded very distant to her. The name made her shoulders flinch.
‘Andal? Mr. Andal? Why is he here?’
Was it because he did something? Nainiae’s inside felt significantly better than before. Her blurred white vision was gradually returning, and her coughing was slowly subsiding
“Andal?”
In light of the red haired man’s response, Ryan furrowed his brows big time. With the sword still aimed at Andal, Ryan asked again.
“You runt. Is that your name?”
“Runt?”
With his sword to the front, Ryan had a deadly look on his face. Watching this, Andal snorted, thinking how childish it looked. Andal said,
“That’s right. That’s my name.”
“In that case, what are you?”
“What am I?”
Andal tilted his head side to side and mumbled. Ryan ground his teeth hard and poured mana into his sword.
“If you ask back again instead of answering, you better be prepared to be off with your head.”
Watching the sword exuding steady light, Andal had the tip of his lips tilted up, finding it fun to watch. Andal straightened the leg he had bent from kneeling. Andal got up and said,
“I’m a Doctor. Why?”
Instead of choking in fear, the man was still smiling. With the man claiming to be a doctor, now Ryan tilted his head side to side.
“A Doctor?”
Andal was full of confidence. He even had an air of, ‘what’s your problem?’, as he crossed his arms. Watching this, Ryan’s face turned violent again.
“Are you messing with me…”
“… Ah, Doctor. There you were!”
There was another voice from far away in the corridor. Everyone other than Nainiae turned their gazes toward the direction.
“…?”
“I’m sorry, Big Brothers.”
The person that just spoke walked past the corner of the corridor toward them. He lowered his head in front of Ryan and Lloyd.
“This is a famous Doctor from Rainfield that I went to vacation on. I asked him to come with us.”
Along with Ian, Riley made an appearance in the corridor. He introduced Andal to Ryan, who was aiming a sword.
“… A Doctor?”
“… A Doctor?”
Finding it to be suspicious, Ryan and Lloyd mumbled with strange looks on their faces.
“…?”
Andal also vacantly looked back at Riley. He had a ‘what the hell are you barking about?’ look on his face as well.
“The thing is… I brought him here because I was worried about my mother’s illness. It seems Ian forgot to tell you about him.”
Riley slowly moved his elbow to bump Ian’s arm. Ian, who was nervous for some reason, flinched and responded right away.
“Ah, yes! I’m sorry. I was supposed to report to you about the guests. After telling you about Nara and his group, I forgot to tell you about the Doctor. Please forgive me.”
Ian lowered his head big time.