I blinked my eyes several times, but something was different. A powerful aura surrounded the boy, changing color from red to gold, making me dizzy. I reached out with a trembling hand to his black shirt, gently tugging it to get his attention. The boy turned towards me, facing my pale face. He slowly placed his hands on my cheeks and stared at me with concern.

"Why are you so pale?"

"I..."

Why was I drawn to him? It was as if he was one pole of a magnet and I was the other, being pulled towards him with great pain. I didn't know if it was because he was a knight controlling me or because he was using his power.

I was burning with fever, and the boy didn't know how to leave me in this state in the cabin. At that moment, things got worse. The boy got distracted for a moment and didn't notice the intruder approaching from outside the cabin.

The moonlight shone through the wide-open door into the cabin, but suddenly a large shadow blocked the moonlight. That shadow appeared behind the boy, and the moonlight reflected off the intruder's sword into my eyes. I closed my eyes; I couldn't bear to see him killed like that. He was just a child, or at least that's what I thought.

Hearing the sound of someone suffering above me, I quickly opened my eyes, but it wasn't the boy! The man, with a wound on his face, dropped his sword and collapsed to the ground. I struggled to direct my gaze towards the boy, but his face was not that of an ordinary , The boy's face was not that of an ordinary child. It was as if nothing had happened. His red eyes glowed like a crystal, shining more beautifully in the darkness than the moonlight itself.

Those words were uttered in a dry voice, devoid of any fear or pity for the murder he had just committed. It seemed more tiresome and boring to him.

Again, the sound of footsteps from outside the cabin was heard.