บท 188: So old-fashion

Meanwhile…

The hallway was empty, waltzing through it was none other than the emperor of Haimirich. With his hands interlaced behind, he carried himself as though he was simply roaming the imperial palace of Haimirich when, in fact, he was in a different place. 

He was an intruder, to be precise. 

After bathing with Aries and imparting his wisdom as a connoisseur of sins, he casually left through the other exit. So far, he hadn't met with anyone despite that the Sapphire palace and the other building connected to it were… full of servants. 

Not that Abel purposely tried to avoid them. It was more like he had subconsciously taken the route that no one else used. Silly. When Aries herself, who lived in this place, hadn't taken these routes, Abel was walking through as if he had been there. 

'How baffling,' he thought, humming a lovely tune while compassing his hand. "I don't remember walking down this way in the past."