The "Scales That Judge Souls" lifted one corner of its lips in a mischievous smile.
This smile of the Scales. It was nothing less than a divine omen, foretelling something ominous.
For some reason, I swallowed dryly, overcome with a sense of unease and fear.
"Your Grace? Won't you come in?"
"Y-Yes. I'm coming."
It was when I entered the mansion's grand building.
As I was about to walk down the long corridor...
