At first glance, the Mordred estate appeared perfectly normal—nothing like the ominous rumors suggested.@@novelbin@@

The chilling tales spoke of ghosts appearing even during the day, of constant, eerie screams echoing through the halls…

But in reality, aside from the thick fog that made the castle seem somewhat dark, it was just a typical lord’s mansion. Servants moved about their tasks as if nothing was amiss, contradicting the rumors of restless spirits.

There was, however, one peculiar detail.

"Sister, I have a question."

"What is it?"

"Hmm… I've been working here for about three months now, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen the lord or his family. Did they leave on a trip or something?"

The Mordred family.

Even the servants—the very people employed by them—had never seen their masters.

A relatively new maid voiced her curiosity, but in response, the senior maid simply remained silent.

Her half-lidded eyes barely flickered.

"……."

"Sister?"

"Don’t be curious about that."

"Huh…?"

"I mean it. Don’t even show the slightest curiosity. Don’t wonder where they are. Don’t wonder what they do. Just don’t think about them at all."

"W-wait, what…?"

The senior maid was usually kind.

She answered every question patiently, always treating others with warmth.

But now, for the first time, her eyes turned cold as ice, making the younger maid flinch.

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