"Welcome, young miss."
The maid opened the door for her as she got in, and the elder also greeted her politely.
"Hey?"
He waved at her. She was wearing a pale red-colored kimono and looked like a true lady from a rich clan.
She raised her brow, ignoring Oliver. Her eyes went up to the new woman.
'Who is she?'
She narrowed her eyes as she tried to gauge the woman. She had maid clothes…
Oliver saw this and quickly interrupted, introducing them to each other,
"She's Sesha, my new personal maid. The elders were feeling generous and decided to assign her to me."
The calm maid also looked at Nadia for a moment and bowed.
"Greetings, young miss. I am Sesha Bureh, young master Oliver's personal maid and attendant. Feel free to ask for my assistance. I'll do my best to aid you."
Nadia's eyes didn't stop looking at the woman.
In that very instant, her eyes shone with a mysterious glint. As her eyes darkened, she activated her special vision.
'She's strong…'
That's what she quickly concluded after seeing the tremendous amount of espera radiating out of her.
'Hmm…?'
However, her eyes did not stop as she started to see an extremely dark red aura inside the car.
She moved her head, following the trail of energy, and as her eyes landed on Oliver, they could not help but tremble.
Right beside her, he was sitting calmly while looking at her with curious eyes.
But what she was seeing was completely different in that instant.
At that moment, instead of the normal lazy Oliver, she saw something else… something dreadful.
Instead of the normal Oliver that she was used to seeing, there was no trace of him… or his humane self.
But rather, what was in front of her eyes was a pitch-black being oozing with a very darkish red energy…
The figure seemed to absorb all light around it, creating a void of absolute darkness. The pitch-black body had no discernible features, only an endless abyss that made her feel as if she was staring into the depths of a nightmare.
This sinister presence was so intense that it felt as if the very air was being sucked into the blackness, leaving a vacuum of suffocating dread around him.
The dark red energy pouring out of him was not just a glow but a thick, pulsating essence that seemed alive.
It oozed from every inch of his form, flowing like a malignant fog. This energy was a deep, repulsive crimson, swirling with malevolence and dread. It moved with a slow, menacing life of its own, creating a vile miasma that threatened to consume everything in its path.
The espera did not even dare to approach the thick miasma as if fearing getting consumed by it.
It was as if the world itself refused to acknowledge his existence, a sinister void that repelled all life and light.
The sight was overwhelmingly terrifying. A raw, primal fear gripped her chest. The dark red energy seemed to seep into her very soul, filling her with a paralyzing horror that made it difficult to even think.
The once-familiar face of Oliver was gone, replaced by this featureless, pitch-black figure that radiated nothing but malice and despair.
The being was the definition of primal fear.
The sight of him, the feel of that dark energy, made her feel as if she was teetering on the edge of an endless abyss, one wrong step away from being swallowed whole by the darkness.
Nadia could feel her heart racing uncontrollably, the blood pounding in her ears as she struggled to maintain her composure.
Every instinct screamed at her to run, to get away from this nightmarish being, but she was frozen in place, trapped by the sheer terror of the sight before her.
Her eyes were starting to turn misty...
Oliver, on the other hand, looked at her confusedly, wondering what she was staring at so intensely. He felt awkward as he saw her dead serious eyes as if she was boring a hole into him.
Just as he was about to say something to lift up the suddenly heavy atmosphere, he saw a flash of silver right before his eyes.
His hand moved automatically due to the constant training with weapons he had been doing and his new strength worked into action as he blocked.
His hand caught the body of a sharp silver sword that was aimed at his head. His instincts were sharper than before.
His eyes widened suddenly as he saw Nadia attacking him out of nowhere with her sword. Had he not reacted in time, she would have already slashed off his head.
Hiss!
He winced in pain as he could feel the sharpness of the high-quality sword slowly cutting through his hand like slicing through butter.
He quickly looked at her and noticed that her eyes seemed to have lost focus for some reason.
Before he could guess what was even happening, his hand started to burn in pain as the sword cut through his flesh.
"Agh-!"
Before he could push her away, the maid in front of them reacted and dragged Nadia away from Oliver.
She had a surprised look on her face when she saw how young Miss Nadia nearly tried to kill her young master in an instant for no reason.
It was too out of the blue. She narrowed her eyes as Nadia resisted her grip, but she still maintained it nonetheless. Due to the difference in strength, she was able to suppress her easily.
Oliver gasped in relief and quickly retrieved a healing potion from his mind space, starting to quickly gulp it down.
The pain in his hand started to dull as his skin began to mend itself back to how it was before.
He looked at her struggling expression and realized her problem. Just now, she must have used her special eyes to look through them.
But because of the presence of Abyss energy, she lost her focus and attacked him due to the instinctive fear.
He frowned. She was able to see through it, and it had such an adverse effect on her. These special eyes of hers were called Abyss eyes, so it seemed that they had the capability to see his abyss energy.
Due to him becoming a circuit of Abyss, he was sure his body had turned into something inhuman, some sort of abomination.
This could explain her exaggerated reaction as well.
But now the problem was how to get her back to normal?