Ghyslaine voiced, whilst twitching her ears.
Her expression is a little tense, maybe an actual enemy is coming this time.
I hurriedly throw away the core of the pear, grip my staff, and stare at the entrance.
However, Ghyslaine’s gaze isn’t at the door entrance.
It's at the top of the stairs.
My ears hear the voice of someone arguing from the top of the stairs.
What?
"For now, I will take a look."
"Okay.