After drinking the water, Mario sat back on the sofa, and the shadow's eyes followed Mario's movements.

That night, time seemed to be wrapped in sticky fear, and every passing second was accompanied by eerie silence.

Silence is like an invisible giant hand, tightly covering everyone's throat and making it difficult to breathe.

Finally, the clock moved slowly to five o'clock in the morning.

At the edge of the pitch-black world where one cannot see one's hand in front of one's face, a ray of orange-red light slowly tears through the night sky.

At first, the light was as weak as a candle in the wind, but with an unquestionable determination, it spread tenaciously around.

The dark shadow that had gotten closer to Mario over the course of a night slowly faded away the moment the light appeared, its body that seemed to be made of the night.

The brighter the light outside, the fainter his dark figure becomes.

Until finally, it turned into a shadow again and landed at Mario's feet.

Mario, who had not slept all night, turned his head to look at the faint light by the window, wondering in his mind whether the method he and his wife came up with yesterday would work.

Just as he was thinking about these things, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

Time went back to the past. When the light shone through the window onto the sleeping Gina's face, her tightly closed eyes trembled slightly, and then they opened.

Gina got up from the bed and took a look at the coat and trousers she was wearing. A hint of confusion appeared in her eyes.

Why did I go to bed without changing my clothes last night?

But since it was not a big deal, Gina didn't pay much attention to it.

She glanced across the empty bedside table and looked directly under the bed, trying to find her slippers.

After putting on her shoes, Gina stood there for a while. She always felt like she was missing something.

But after thinking for a long time and still unable to figure out what she had missed, she stopped thinking about it and walked towards the bedroom door.

She was going to the bathroom to wash up.

But as soon as she opened the door, her eyes were attracted by the figure sitting on the sofa in the living room.

In just a moment, her expression became solemn.

She quickly closed the door, then walked back to the bed and pulled out the special pistol from under the pillow.

She held the pistol in her hand, approached the door with a vigilant look, and then slowly opened the door.

On the other side, Mario noticed the moment the bedroom door was opened.

Just as he turned around to ask his wife if she had seen the note, he suddenly heard the sound of the door closing.

Mario sighed softly. Seeing the situation, he no longer needed to ask.

There is no doubt that his wife did not see the note.

Will even this kind of message without mentioning the name be kept secret?

Mario got up from the sofa. He knew his wife very well and knew what she would do next.

So, he decided to strike first.

Without hesitation, he opened his mouth and spoke a series of revealing words.

In the bedroom, Gina, who was slowly opening the door, was stunned for a moment after hearing the noise outside. Then her face instantly turned red, and she rushed out, loudly scolding:

"Shut up!!!"

Mario spread his hands, looked at his wife who had put down the gun, and took the initiative to talk about his experiences over the past two days.

After listening to the experiences of the past two days, Gina fell into deep thought for a long time.

“Even this kind of message without mentioning the name can be kept secret?” Gina murmured to herself.

Mario was lying on the sofa. This usually high-spirited treasure hunter actually looked a little depressed at this moment.

Seeing him like this, Gina felt unhappy for no reason:

"Can't you go out and take the initiative to find the whereabouts of the Night Path Warlock? Why do you have to wait for that party to be held?"

Mario gave a wry smile, "I'm a member of the Blasphemy Club. I'm a blasphemer."

"My former friends are probably like you now, having lost all their memories of me."

"Tell me, if I walk up to them now, with our past friendship gone, will they believe me? Or will they hand me over to the church to collect the reward?"

"Then you dare to stay here? Aren't you afraid that I will hand you over to the church to collect the bounty?" Gina said angrily.

Mario glanced at his wife and muttered, "You can't beat me!"

Gina: “…”

Seeing that his wife's expression was getting more and more unfriendly, Mario quickly laughed dryly and changed his words:

"I was wrong. The reason I stayed here is because I knew you wouldn't betray me."

After hearing this, Gina's expression slowly improved.

After that, she no longer blamed Mario for not going out to look for it, but stayed at home to help Mario think about how to avoid the hidden power.

Fortunately, she had just finished shopping for food a few days ago, so it was no problem for her to stay at home for a few days.

Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye it was the morning of the third day.

This morning, Mario did the same as in the previous few days. After hearing the noise of the door opening, he began to loudly expose Gina's secrets.

However, the imagined scolding did not come. Gina walked straight towards the bathroom as if she did not see him or hear his voice.

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