A Spy

After parting ways with Albert and Farhan, Arias headed straight back to his bedroom. As for the mountain of paperwork and tasks waiting for him in his office, he had no intention of dealing with them just yet. After all, he had finally returned to his own palace—taking one more day to rest couldn’t hurt.

Arias sat down on his bed, glancing around the room. His eyes scanned the space, searching for something.

“Don’t tell me...”

His eyebrows furrowed slightly when he realized that the emptiness around him was genuine. Even after using his magical senses to scan the entire room, he couldn’t find what he was looking for.

“Garmon... Vemmy...”

No answer came. There was no response at all. Before him, there was only empty air. No matter how many times he called, the result remained the same. Arias was now sure that the two gnomes were no longer in his room.

“Sigh, I just hope they’re not causing any trouble.”