Transmigrating into an endless Death Cycle

11. First Encounter, First Obstacle (5)

How about you drink and eat something? There is still a little time. You are normally murdered when it is really dark already. The system joked.

'Can't you say it a little more humane?', I grumbled. By the way the system and I treated dying as some sort of event instead of, well the ultimate end, I slowly lost my sense of reality. This world may still be a game but I was alive as well as everyone around me. Normally, nobody would have noticed the advancement from a game to a world so my whole existence was something like an anomaly.

"Where here. This is the Clock Tower Room and since it can get really loud, there won't be any disturbances but are you really in danger?" Carnelian pulled me out of my depressing thoughts. He walked into a large empty room and showed me the snacks and blankets he prepared.

"An assassin." I mumbled astonished. This hideout was far larger than I expected.

"An assassin! Are you sure? Shouldn't you call your guards and inform the academy? Isn't it even more dangerous to be here? No, let's go straight to the principle..."

I had to grab his arm to hinder him from leaving. "It's fine. My guards would just be meaningless victims. I tried that already."

"What?" He asked bewildered. "You tried?"

"Ah, I meant that they won't be of any help. That bastard even broke into the Duke's estate which is heavily guarded and I know who sent him. If the assassin really comes again tonight I will just run to the Prince."

"You mean the Prince sent!", he immediately held his mouth. "Ah no, I mean."

I smiled and hushed him. "Let's just eat a few snacks. But you don't have to stay, you know. It may be dangerous."

He reassured me repeatedly that he wasn't fine leaving me alone and to not worry about him since he had plenty of experience as an adventurer before we really started eating the snacks. Every movement we made reverberated through the room but I held no hopes that the same would apply to the movements of that cat-eye.

If it were one of the nights before, I would be reassured with Carnelian's presence thinking that the assassin wouldn't make any moves against him or on me as long as we were together. It was just that the system's words kept nagging me.

"I won't leave", Carnelian said before I could even utter a word. "What? Your face was nearly screaming what you worry about. Aren't you afraid? How can you be sure an assassin is waiting for you? Even saying it is the same as in the estate?". His dark brown hair covered a bit of his glasses.

"Aren't you the weird one? Staying when you don't know this?" I countered.

"Maybe", he chuckled. "But really, why don't you at least stay with your maid?".

I tilted my head. We were sitting on the ground atop a blanket with barely an arm's length between us. "I told her to rest early after she got me some important information. I don't want to involve her anymore in this. Also, I have no evidence for any of my claims therefore I cannot just stay with His Highness. That's why I am hiding.", I shrugged my shoulders. "If I had to say, it is just a feeling. A very clear feeling that cat-eyes will be coming again tonight and that he won't be as merciful to my guards and servants as last time. Disappointing, right? You can really go. These are just some ramblings of a bored noble's daughter."

Carnelian abruptly turned his head straight, a little flustered. "I don't think so. You don't seem to be the type to make a fuss over nothing. How about we rest a little? I brought a few more blankets, you're really pale."

Thankfully I took one of the two blankets. "You know, this is really improper.", I joked. "Not long ago, I admonished someone who behaved like this. Somehow I feel like I can't go out in public anymore. Feels like I am losing."