It’s currently dark out right now.

I push open my room’s door and slip out of it.

The moon’s not particularly bright tonight, so it’s quite hard to see.

“[lehtriil enrii varil]” I chant

I had to learn some words specifically for this. ‘lehtriil’ means floating, enrii means light, and varil means orb.

I open up my palm and a small glowing white orb floats out of it.

Tonight I’m heading down to the estate’s basement.

“I greet the little master,” a guard bows “I see you are without an escort. Will you allow me to guide you to wherever you are heading?”

I wasn’t necessarily planning on having an escort, I believe I could be able to safely escape from something on my own if the situation came to using my spacial flinch skill, but I guess better safe than sorry.

“You may accompany me,” I tell the guard “I’m heading down to the estate’s basement”

I’ve been most places in the estate, and haven’t seen any slaves. If the estate has them, they would be there.

“I’ll lead you there,” the guard tells me

He heads out in front of me, acting extra warry.

We make our way down to the estate’s ground floor.

There's a tension in the air.

I feel like I can almost feel that something’s wrong…

The guard pulls his shield off his back and grips his spear tighter.

The guard opens up the door to the stairway down to the basement.

He heads down in front of me.

The stairs creak as we head down.

This place isn’t very well taken care of, is it?

We make it down into what looks like a dungeon.

I stop my spell in order to cast one that produces more light.

There’s a clash of metal and a grunt of pain.

“Intruders!” the guard shouts

“[lehtriil enrii varul]” I chant. I need to see if I’m too do anything.

Varul in the magic tongue means sphere.

A glowing light roughly the size of a bowling ball appears and floats slightly above my hand.

The guard is in a defensive position.

There isn’t any clear injury, so I guess he somehow managed to block the attack.

A sharp pain hits my right shoulder.

I teleport away.

Oww…

I touch the spot.

My hand comes away bloody. It’s not a terrible wound by this world’s standards, at least. It’s around the amount of damage a dull pocket knife would do.

I’m definitely not invincible to this person.

If they take me by surprise, they can get a cut into me.

I’ve known assassins would come sometime by now though. I just haven’t adequately prepared yet…

The guard rushes to my side to protect me.

The sound of running can be heard.

The guard moves his shield in front of me as there’s another clash of metal.

…I think Cent might have been a bit low level compared to these people…

The guard can react faster than I can. They also don’t have better statistics than me.

It’s a matter of training. I’m not remotely close to hitting the potential of my statistics.

The guard here probably is close to or at his limit.

Cent probably wasn’t particularly close to his limit either. From what I’ve heard he was more of a bully than an actual fighter.

Another guard arrives. She strikes a place in the shadows with her spear.

A person dressed entirely in black dodges out of the way, but into the light.

The guard I’ve been with the entire time takes the opportunity to stab the person.

It’s a hit.

His spear penetrates into the assassin’s stomach.

The assassin clenches their jaw and swallows something before going limp.

“Search the manor for any other assassins.” I order

Seeing if my father kept any slaves is no longer of importance with what’s going on right now.

“Yes little master. Allows us to get you healed first though,” the first guard replies

That’s sensible.

The 2nd guard rushes upstairs, then I go up after her. The 1st guard follows up from behind.

A couple of other guards meet up with us.

The guard who’s in charge takes a quick look at the situation.

He points to three guards and tells them “You three, get the little master to a healer. The rest of you, pair off and search for any intruders.”

“Yes sir!” the other guards shout

Other than the three who are to escort me, the others run off.

“Little master, follow me.” One of them tells me

I give a nod.

They begin slowly making their way towards the guard’s barracks.

I’m in the middle of them. The other two are slightly behind and to my left and right.

The somewhat familiar hallways don’t feel the same. They feel foriegn, and dangerous.

Every shadow feels like it could pose a danger.

Normally I’d be in pain because of my shoulder, but I can barely feel it with all the adrenaline.

Rather than what we expected, however, no enemy assassin attacks us on our way to the guard’s barracks.

I sit down on one of the chairs.

Normally, for things related to my health, one of the members of the church would come over to heal me, however, there’s no time to that right, and I need to be kept in a place where I can be easily protected.

One of the two healers that work in the guard barracks arrives. He looks really young. Just a teenager.

“Hello little master, I’m Aldo Brain, the 2nd child of the head of knight house residing in your territory. I'm an apprentice under Miss Iwaki, but I’ll do my best to heal you up properly.” the healer introduces himself

…An apprentice? I hope you don’t mess up…

“Could you take off your robe so I can get to your wound properly?” he asks

In this world, modern shirts and pants don’t actually exist. As such a robe is the normal wear for a guy. It’s looks a bit like a dress, in my opinion.

I do as Aldo asks and slowly pull it off. I’m glad I actually dress myself, unlike quite a few nobles who have servants dress them. If I didn’t dress myself, I would’ve been unable to do this unless I was willing to really agitate my wound.

Aldo holds out his hands and mumbles something under his breath. I can’t hear the words he’s using to cast his spell…

A light green glow emanates from his hands.

My wound visibly scabs over, and a small amount of pain I was starting to feel past the adrenaline stops.

“Sorry I don’t know the necessary spells to do anymore… All I can do is scab it over and speed up the natural healing a bit.” Aldo tells me

That’s good enough I guess.

I put my robe back on.

“Little master, we’ll guard you here. Please be at ease while the other guards take care of the intruders.” one of the guards that brought me here says

Alright.

I go and sit down on one of the chairs as I wait for more news.