The Page [1]

"What...?" 

I could feel the doubt in everyone's voice as I said my piece. Massaging my face, I looked at the post-leader of the Black Hound Guild. His red eyes coldly stared in my direction as he stood motionless on the spot. 

There was something unsettling about his gaze. 

I couldn't quite place it into words.

However, for some reason, I felt my chest grow heavy. 

'He doesn't look at all worried.' 

.....Was it just a bluff, or was it perhaps that I had guessed wrong? 

In hindsight, I wasn't entirely confident about my hypothesis. There were clues here and there, and if he truly was the possessor of the missing page, then there was also a chance that the monsters might not attack him. 

Why...? 

'Because the tree is the one controlling the monsters.' 

Or at least, that was what I assumed to be the case. 

The timing was all too perfect.