"ZOEMI! WHERE ARE YOU?! Uncle, did you find him?!"
Burushi shouted while opening a door to yet another room in the Banemor mansion, before finding it empty and calling out to equally worried Benevirau.
"I don't sense him anywhere within the estate... could he go to the city...?"
The dark-blue-haired butler shook his head, biting his lips, and silently enlarged the area covered with his mana-infused mist.
"He can't use his mana properly and he can barely walk, how would he get there?!"
The blond girl shook her head and complained In powerless anger.
It has been only a few days since Zoemi woke up from the nine-month-long coma.
In the morning Benevirau got the black-haired boy breakfast and he has eaten it with a smile as he was slowly regaining his appetite.
The thing is when sometime later Burushi showed up in Zoemi's room to supervise him as the boy was relearning how to walk, only to find the room empty.
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