The hungry Vampeerar sisters were given my blood.
After their fill, the vampire sisters fell asleep. The morning sun streamed through the window. It was now or never to escape. Or so I thought, but after the meal, I was sent back to my room. Naturally, the window was closed and the door was locked.
Now, how should I get out? From the window, I could see the scenery outside the mansion. By the way, I was on the second floor, and it looked like there was a large garden to the left. The area was surrounded by a forest. By the way, where am I now? How far have I strayed from the Hunter Harpy village?
For the time being, I should look around the room. There were clothes, water, and a small amount of food prepared for me. There was nothing that could be used as a weapon. All I found was an iron paper cutter. Of course, there was no silver one. I wished the lid that covered the plate was really silver.
That’s right, I should have had some change. Of the money I had, only two silver coins. And since Piyo wasn’t here, I had no use for them. Should I break the window and escape? But I’d be noticed by the sound.
Sigh, what should I do? I lay down on the large bed and looked up at the ceiling. Ah, it’s fluffy and comfortable. I want to sleep soundly until my fatigue is completely gone. But now is the time to escape. Suddenly, my eyes caught sight of a magnifying glass placed on the desk.
I remembered an experiment I did in elementary school. If you concentrate light on black paper, it gets hot and catches fire. That’s right, what if I start a fire? The problem is how to escape. The best way is to flee into the forest. It would be harder to find than an open area.
But if I make smoke in this room, a servant will come immediately. It’s difficult to use forceful measures against a Werewolf. If I’m caught normally, it’s over.
That’s right, what about the attic? There should be a gap between the ceiling and the next floor. Is there anywhere it can be removed? I looked all over the room, but it was no use. There was no place that seemed like it would come off with a click. That’s right, what about inside the closet?
I pushed aside the clothes and pressed on the ceiling. After tapping it a few times, a gap appeared above. I removed the board and looked inside to see the darkness of the attic stretching out endlessly. But even if I go in, where can I get out? Should I hide here for the time being and let the watchful eyes pass?
First, I made a black spot on the paper with a pen. Then, I focused the sunlight with a magnifying glass. After a while, smoke began to rise from the black spot. I blew on it to enlarge the ember. Alright, it’s going well. Then, I transferred this ember to the clothes in the closet.
The ember, transferred to the flammable cloth, quickly grew into a large flame. I immediately hid in the attic and closed the lid. All that’s left is to wait for someone to arrive and start a commotion.
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“…”
Huh, no one seems to notice. More importantly, the smoke is terrible. Is it because I set fire to the closet? Maybe I should have set fire to the bed.
No, this is no longer a joke. Smoke is steadily entering through the gap in the ceiling. Could this be self-destruction? This is bad, it’s getting hard to breathe. My vision is turning gray. In the midst of it, I caught a glimpse of something red. If it continues like this, I’ll be steamed in the attic.
There’s no other way, I have to find another room entrance. I can’t go back the way I came.
Surrounded by smoke, I crawled desperately. The hot air relentlessly stole the moisture from my airways, making it impossible to breathe.
“Someone! Come here, there’s a fire!”
I heard the servants’ voices from below. Finally, they noticed, you fools, is what I wanted to say, but I’m the bigger fool. Where is it? Where can I get in? My vision is blurry and I don’t know. Where am I now? If I’m not careful, I might run into a servant and be captured immediately.
I spotted a spot where a faint light was leaking ahead. Please, let this be the exit.
With a prayer, I reached for the light. The board slid to the side, revealing another room below. Without hesitation, I jumped down. Dust swirled in the light streaming from the window. A pile of luggage stacked haphazardly. Is this a storage room? Outside the door, I could hear the sounds of servants rushing about in a panic.
Unlike the room I was in, the window here will open. I lowered the lever and pushed the glass. Alright, it looks like I can get out from here. There was also an old rope nearby. It seems I can manage somehow.
I climbed down the mansion wall using the rope. They’ll know I’m gone soon. My hands were sweating from the urgency. The more I wanted to hurry, the more my hands slipped and it didn’t go well. That’s it, I’ll just hurry down. About halfway down, I let go.
“Ouch, ouch.”
It was higher than I expected. But this is nothing significant anymore. The place seemed to be in the passage connecting the entrance to the garden. A high fence surrounded the mansion. I climbed up by stepping on the vine-like plants that clung to it.
I climbed to the top and jumped off. With the momentum, I ran into the forest.
