Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

That's why she viewed her desire to learn the 'External Magic Reserve Emblem' like an outsider, observing her attitude, details, and results.

Because Shia suspected that he was a Soul Eater, she took advantage of his desire to use magic even though he couldn't use it.

They gave themselves away when buying the Book of Emblems, so they found a time to make the decisive move with the 'gift box'!

Why don't you ask her about the gift box and pretend nothing happened?

This is not how one should react to receiving a gift that has no apparent reason.

Asking her directly what it is would be like throwing a lamb to the slaughter. She would then have many ways to prove that she is the Soul Eater. Refusing to cooperate would be a sign of guilt, which is tantamount to an admission...

So in the end, I had no choice but to go see her again.

"Amazing...really amazing..."

So Domi got up again and left the comfortable bed.

At this moment, most of the magic lamps in the castle had been extinguished, with only a few still lit in the corridor, creating a somewhat desolate and eerie atmosphere. However, he didn't dwell on it at all, his mind preoccupied with Shia.

He quickly arrived at the door of the room where Shia was and knocked: "Hey Shia, it's me, open the door!"

A faint voice came from inside: "Didn't I say I was asleep... Why did you have to come at this time of year... Don't open it, get out."

No matter how much Domi knocked, there was no response.

"Tsk... Looks like I'll have to resort to some unconventional methods."

At that moment, the window was open, and the wind from outside rushed into the corridor, pointing Domi in the right direction.

If we're talking about which Assassin's Creed protagonist had the best life, it would definitely be Unity. After all, the buildings back then were all covered in protrusions on the outside—protruding window sills, protruding balconies, protruding carvings, and all sorts of obvious places to climb.

So, with his superior physical abilities and Shadow Flow technique, Domi effortlessly climbed onto the balcony outside Shia's room.

The door between the room and the balcony was closed and locked, but that didn't stop him.

He quickly went back to his room to get a few paperclips, then came back and, relying on his experience playing Dying Light in his previous life, he pried open the door lock with just three paperclips.

The door creaked open, startling Shia, who had just fallen asleep, awakening her with a start. She sat bolt upright...

The thief who had smuggled himself in and the girl in the boudoir stared at each other, the bright moonlight shining through the glass onto Shia's face and between the two, creating a world-famous painting.

Shea was stunned because she didn't expect Domi to not play the victim, but to force his way in using this method. After so long without any movement, she thought Domi had given up and wanted to ask again tomorrow, but she didn't expect him to pull this stunt.

Domi was stunned mainly because half of Shia's only white spaghetti strap nightgown had fallen off due to her old shoulder's wobbly movements and a sudden, awkward movement, resulting in... cough cough, well... (not wanting to go to the dark room).

[Villain Value +500]

[Villain Value +500]

[Villain Value +500]

……

After a moment of stunned silence, Shia's face turned as red as a ripe apple. She covered her chest with her hands, then, realizing it was inappropriate, pulled the blanket over herself, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed.

"You, you, you...you have such audacity!"

Domi blushed and turned her head away, pretending not to see.

"I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't see anything. I was too hasty just now. I'll definitely do better next time..."

"You dare to do it again?!"

Domi's outrageous words nearly brought Shia to tears.

After some 'friendly' negotiation, Domi was forced to squat in the corner with his hands behind his head, his back to Shia.

"Just say what's on your mind, don't you even know what time it is? I need to sleep, not you!"

Having received permission, Domi didn't mince words and asked directly:

"What's the meaning of that razor blade?"

"What do you mean? You Soul Eaters should know how to use it."

"What's a Soul Eater? I may have studied three years less than you, but you can't treat me like this! I even spent over an hour tidying up your room..."

Shea gave a cold laugh: "Don't pretend you're stupid. I know you're a Soul Eater."

"No, Shia, don't just throw unfounded accusations at me like that. You haven't even explained what a Soul Eater is, how am I supposed to know if I am one?"

"Fine, I'm too lazy to waste my breath on you. Show me a shadow spell, the simplest one... Invisibility! I know the incantation, do you want me to teach you?"

Domi could no longer keep up the act. He hadn't learned the Book of Emblems yet, and he had no magic power at all, so he couldn't use the invisibility spell.

"Okay, I admit defeat... but I have two questions for you."

"Yes, but I can only answer one question."

"How did you know I was a Soul Eater? No one else knows this except my father and me."

Chapter 91, Section 90: A Special Morning

"How did you know? Since you want to know, I'll mercifully tell you. It's actually not hard to guess."

"First of all, the royal family knew that the last copy of the Devouring Scroll in the country was originally in the hands of the Bloomfield family, while I accidentally discovered the Devouring Scroll and the existence of the Soul Eater while browsing through library materials."

"Out of curiosity, I searched through all the relevant materials and finally gained a general understanding of this group..."

"Curiosity will only kill you; that's how cats die," Domi couldn't help but complain.

"You talk too much. If you want to hear it, shut up!"

Normally, if a stranger dared to interrupt her while she was speaking, she would mercilessly push him into the incinerator and send him to his death.

“But simply understanding is not enough. I wanted to see what was different about living Soul Eaters compared to ordinary people, which is why they were hunted down by the whole world. So I turned my attention to the Broadfield family, which was three years ago.”

"For three whole years, I didn't notice anything unusual until you three brothers started taking Mr. Connor's class, and you started disappearing in the afternoons. That's when I started to notice you. No one but me would be so free."

Domi interjected again, "So you spend all your free time spying on me?! How disgusting..."

"Yes, that's right, so you've occupied my entire childhood! Are you satisfied now?"

After saying that, Domi, who had squatted down with his head in his hands, was only slightly bruised and swollen compared to before.

Hia sat back down angrily and continued:

"The only time I can't monitor throughout the day is this afternoon."

“I don’t know what you’re up to, but I’m guessing you’re studying the Devouring Scroll. Let’s assume that’s correct for now and make further guesses based on that.”

"A good-for-nothing with almost zero magical talent..."

Domi was about to retort when Shia glared at him fiercely.

“A good-for-nothing like you, from a top-tier family, I can’t think of any reason why Uncle Carlos would not let you learn the Devouring Scroll. When you grow up, your two older brothers can’t protect you for life, you can only protect yourself, so you will inevitably learn the Devouring Scroll and become a Soul Eater.”

"A fully grown Soul Eater can become the lifelong nightmare of all mages, but the early Soul Eater's abilities are not apparent, so you need magic to assist yourself."

"Therefore, the 'Book of Heraldry' at the auction became your best choice, and you indeed spared no effort in bidding for it. At this point, my guess had been largely confirmed."

"Then came the scene where I gave you the razor blade. My purpose was to get you to come and confront me, thereby removing your last fig leaf. However, I had no ill intentions; I simply wanted to see what a living Soul Eater was like."

"That's my entire thought process. What's your assessment?"

"To persevere for three years is commendable..."

"what!!"

Suddenly, a scream like a pig being slaughtered erupted from the room.

When I saw Domi again, he was sprawled on the carpet, muttering:

"I didn't expect you to be so strong... (referring to Jiu-Jitsu)"

"There's another question... why did you send me razor blades?"

Shia sat on the edge of the bed, her long, snow-white legs crossed, one foot resting on Domi's back. A slight smile played on her lips, and though her voice was melodious, it was full of mockery.

"I'll only answer one question for you. The next one will cost you."

"As for the cost, I'll tell you tomorrow..."

Thump, my head sank.

Exhausted, Domi collapsed onto the carpet and fell asleep immediately.

When he woke up, it was already the next morning. Following the inertia of his biological clock, he still got up at five o'clock sharp. When he opened his eyes, he found that Xia had not taken pity on him and moved him to bed to sleep with her.

So much so that every bone in his body ached when he stood up.

Looking at the bed, there was no sign of Xia; she had disappeared somewhere.

Forget it, I can't be bothered with her.

Domi, supporting her waist with one hand and the wall with the other, walked shakily out of the room.

As soon as she went out, she ran into Kal'tsit, who had gotten up at the same time. She had just changed into her maid outfit and was getting ready to start her day's work.

Seeing Kelsey so early in the morning definitely lifted my spirits; even the gloom from last night dissipated considerably. So Domi greeted her:

Good morning, Kelsey!

"Ah, so much... rice this morning..."

Kelsey's response was cut short when she abruptly stopped mid-sentence.

"Dodo Domi! This should be the princess's room, how did you get out of the princess's room?!"

Kelsey's expression shifted from pleasure to shock, and then from shock to curiosity and gossip.

"You've only been here one day, and you're already like this? Is your body... able to handle it?"

Domi sighed and rubbed his forehead: "It's not what you think! Let me explain..."

Afterwards, Domi recounted the whole story, and Kelsey finally understood:

"So you not only disturbed her sleep, but also sneaked into her bedroom? Domi, that's wrong. You should be grateful that the princess doesn't hate you for it."

"I'll change next time..." Domi was exhausted again and didn't want to explain anymore. He was afraid that the more he explained, the more outrageous it would become.

After bidding farewell to Kal'tsit, he went to the top of the castle tower as usual to continue his persistent ritual of 'absorbing the essence of the sun and moon'.

You can stop taking the medicine, but you can't skip claiming the daily rewards for getting stronger.