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Chapter 143 Yumilia's Great Crisis

"Hmph, have another drink."

Yumilia said cheerfully, and picked up a small cup of vanilla pudding from the table and started eating.

The table was now piled high with pudding and dessert wrappers, as well as two empty juice cans. Normally, Caesar would have confiscated them all.

But Caesar wasn't home tonight, so she was all alone. No one was watching her, and she didn't need to act like a proper adult. She could eat as much pudding as she wanted.

Moreover, she can even make something like mixing two flavors of pudding together, something Caesar would definitely criticize her for.

She mashed and mixed the blueberry and lemon pudding together, then happily ate it with a spoon. The unique flavor made her little feet swing around happily under the table.

But after only a few bites, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Hmm? Who is it?"

Yumilia, biting her spoon, looked towards the door and called out in confusion.

But no one answered from outside the door.

It definitely wasn't Caesar; Caesar would have the key and wouldn't knock.

It wouldn't be someone she knows, because if it were someone she knows, they would definitely respond to her now.

But it was so late, she couldn't imagine who would come.

She got up to open the door, but as soon as her hand touched the doorknob, she pulled it back. Then she moved a footstool over, stood on it, and peered out through the peephole.

A hunched figure stood at the door, looking like a drunkard whose body slumped over from drinking too much. He drooped his head and raised one hand to the doorbell, pressing it repeatedly in a very strange posture.

"Excuse me, did you come to the wrong door?" Yumilia asked worriedly.

It was as if a thread was suspending the "drunkard's" hair, lifting his head up, and then Yumilia saw a scene that horrified her.

On that raised, pale face, the space around the eyes had been occupied by two dark red worms. The worms' bodies protruded from the eye sockets, wriggling incessantly.

Even more horrifying, the other person's jaw seemed to have suddenly snapped off, its mouth wide open towards her, and a pale white eyeball stuck in its throat, staring straight at her through the cat's eye.

"!"

Yumilia immediately fell off the footstool and landed on the floor, but she covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from screaming out of pain and fear.

Her pupils were wide open in terror as she stared intently at the door, her whole body trembling.

"Strange. Monster"

The sound was forced out of her throat.
At this moment, she felt nauseous, her limbs went numb, and she couldn't stand up.

But she gritted her teeth and struggled to support her body with her legs.

She didn't know what to do. It was right at the door, and this was a three-story building, more than ten meters high. There was no way to escape, and if she called for help, she would attract the neighbors and they would definitely be killed if they encountered that monster.

Unable to think of any other way, she pushed the heaviest table in the house over and blocked the doorway.

All she could do was run to the kitchen, grab the only weapon she had to defend herself—a kitchen knife—and hide in the inner room, locking the door behind her. She then huddled under the covers, trembling uncontrollably.

"What should I do? What if it gets in? This is terrifying." Yumilia covered her head with her hands and closed her eyes in fear.

"Caesar, I'm so scared."

Outside the door, the parasitic worm waited for a long time without any movement inside. So it raised its hand, contracted it into sharp claws, and fiercely clawed at the door, trying to force its way in.

But the instant that hand, as hard as an iron cone, touched the door, a golden, lightning-like light exploded, and with a soft thud, its entire arm shattered into pieces, leaving not even a trace. Then, a golden protective spell array appeared on the door.

The parasitic worm clearly hadn't expected this. Upon seeing the technique, it turned and fled almost without hesitation. Its body, with one arm severed, sprinted down the corridor in an uncoordinated and extremely bizarre manner, hastily escaping the apartment.

The golden magic circle on the door slowly went out, leaving nothing but silence at the doorway.

The next morning.

A thin mist still shrouded the streets when Caesar got up.

Beside him was Ita, still fast asleep, her arms wrapped around his, her dark hair scattered across her cheeks, accompanied by soft breathing.

Caesar slowly pulled his arm out, and sighed helplessly as he thought of her unbridled behavior before he went to sleep last night.

Now this little dragon seems to be taking advantage of the fact that she didn't refuse her, so I'll have to find an opportunity to teach her a lesson later.

Get up, wash up, and change clothes.

Upon exiting the room, he encountered Doruvan, the old butler, in the corridor. "Good morning, Your Excellency Caesar, did you sleep well last night?" Doruvan asked.

"It's alright, I guess." Caesar straightened his collar.

Doruvan, being quite sensible, didn't ask any further questions. He arranged breakfast for him, and when Caesar said he wanted to go back early, he arranged a car for him.

After breakfast, he got into the car and headed home.

Leaving so early was actually to avoid Ita and allow himself to calm down. Before last night, he never imagined that the child would have those kinds of feelings for him. He had always treated her as a younger sister and a great-granddaughter. No one could recover from such a change in feelings so quickly.

Although I used excuses like "when you grow up" to brush it off, that day will eventually come.

Furthermore, if ita is given even a little bit of kindness, she will definitely become even more unscrupulous, and might...
I'm not sure how to face Holonig's spirit in heaven.
I took a car back to my apartment and arrived at my doorstep.

As Caesar approached the door, he frowned.

The protective spells I set up in my home are showing signs of activating.

"not good!"

He opened the door, only to find a whole table blocking the way. After pushing it aside, he rushed inside.

"Yumeria!"

He rushed into Yumilia's bedroom.

The bed was empty, and there was no one in the room. His heart sank.

Just as his heart tightened, a muffled groan came from inside the wardrobe, and he quickly went forward and opened it.

Yumilia was wrapped in a blanket and huddled in the closet, a kitchen knife still in her hand, her head resting against the closet, asleep in this position.

"Wake up!" He shook Yumilia's body.

The little elf frowned, slowly opened its eyes, and its light blue eyes gradually focused, making Caesar's figure in front of it clear.

"Caesar."

She called out softly, then remembered something and suddenly came to her senses.

"Caesar!"

She dropped the kitchen knife, rushed forward, and hugged him tightly. Her chest heaved with fear, and her voice trembled as she sobbed like a child.
"Waaah, Caesar, Caesar, I... I was so scared. I almost... I almost thought I was never going to see you again."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm here, don't be afraid."

Caesar stroked her back to comfort her.

After a long while, he finally asked the reason:

"What exactly happened last night? Did you encounter burglars?"

Yumilia shook her head, her eyes filled with terror:

"No, last night, last night a monster came knocking on the door."

Then, she told Caesar about the monster she had seen the night before. As she spoke, she became terrified again, clinging tightly to Caesar's arms and snuggling into his embrace to feel safe.

"Like a parasite?" Caesar thought to himself.

According to Yumilia, what came last night should have been a parasitic monster, but the key question is how such a dangerous thing could appear in the city?

The problem is serious.
Just as he was thinking, Yumilia's body trembled, and her legs pressed together unnaturally, twisting and turning.

Noticing Caesar's gaze, she blushed, quickly let go of him, and ran into the bathroom.

From last night until now, she has been so scared that she has been hiding in the closet, afraid to go out, and even afraid to pee. The worst part is that she drank so much juice, and she has been holding it in until now.

Caesar arrived at the door and began to inspect the spell he had set up.

The protective spell he cast could not only prevent dangerous individuals from entering his home, but also leave their scent behind. Now, he could use this clue to track their movements.

There was indeed a strange magical power remaining in the spell. He activated this magical power, went up to the balcony, and sensed the direction it had fled.

He found it very quickly.

The location indicated by the aura of this parasitic worm is...
The direction of the royal palace.

(End of this chapter)