Night possesses sensitive hearing.
The still air of the deep night listened especially closely to even the smallest sounds.
Even the faintest whisper could resonate loudly enough to strike vividly against one’s eardrums.
Then what of the high, piercing scream of a woman?
There was no need to say.
Especially when the listener was a martial artist who had reached an exalted realm.
Crash!
That was the sound of me smashing through the old wooden door and storming into the dungeon.
When I turned my gaze, the source of the noise was still crying out in agony.
A restrained girl with black hair and golden eyes came into view.
“Aaaaaaaaaagh! Ngh, hk…… Aaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!”
As the girl twisted her entire body and screamed from the violent pain, tiny blood vessels burst one after another in her eyes.
She would grit her teeth and groan—
Only to scream again.
Had her limbs not been bound, she might already have injured herself.
That was how much pain the girl before me appeared to be in.
“What’s happening?!”
That one fragment of a question was all I managed to utter.
To be fair, I had my own reasons for being confused.
Had I not just been returning to my lodging to bring the day to an end?
Then, completely out of nowhere, I had heard screaming, only to find a girl wearing my little sister’s body…