บท 139: You jest, my lord

The night falls. A mysterious fog fills the air. The scent is pleasant in the air. It's a perfect time to escape.

Rue-Yim can tell that she won't get the memories of the original host. Why? It must be the train's doing. This mission is strange from the beginning. She can't spend her time away at this place. The clock on her wrist is telling her that she is losing time every single day.

To be precise, it's been two weeks since she opened her eyes in this world -- and she has no idea what's going on. The maids are taking care of her as if she is the princess of some kingdom; however, it doesn't hide the fact that she is jailed in this beautiful courtyard. The bed isn't comfortable either.