Chapter 644: Things Gone Missing
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644 Things Gone Missing
Yarin's POV:
Heller was a very competent messenger. Like Hermes, he delivered messages from the outside world. The little sparrow was his faithful companion.
Of course, this wasn't without a price. The bread in our patient's meal doubled. The nurse thought that we had a big appetite during the recovery period, but all of it went into the bird's mouth.
Of course, sparrows were with flaws. They were easily distracted. They were flying in the sky, but when they suddenly saw something on the roadside or on the tree that could attract them, they would immediately change their target. Compared to controlling sparrows, Heller was more worried about suppressing this subconscious reaction.
Our mom and her subjects had moved to an apartment building on the other side of the Silver Moon Pack. The dozens of rooms were large enough to accommodate the government personnel and military soldiers coming and going.
At least Heller couldn't control the sparrows to see the documents in the hands of our mom's secretary every time.
"Will we be excluded? Mom won't let us get involved anymore," he asked uneasily. "Maybe the next time we hear the news from her will be when all the criminals are caught."
I really wanted to say no, but I wasn't sure either. I even thought that his worries were very reasonable.
"Anyway, let's just get better first," I said. "Maybe things won't go so fast, although I hope those b*stards will be killed right now..."
The following two days were peaceful, except for some small strange things that happened occasionally.!
Things started to go missing in the ward: a cup or a few notes. One afternoon, I woke up from a nap and realized the pillow under my head was gone. I searched all over the sickbed, neither under the bed. Heller said he didn't see it either.
"Where exactly did it go..."
The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. Small things like cups or notes were fine. Maybe I accidentally threw them away, or the nurses took them away, but how could the pillow disappear for no reason? I asked the nurse outside. No one had come in. Even if someone had come in, what was the use of taking a pillow away?
"Heller, do you feel that you've lost something recently?"
After thinking briefly, Heller shook his head. "It's probably nothing. Even if there was, I can't see it."
I paid attention to it in the afternoon but didn't lose anything.
Would it happen when I was not aware?
Before sleeping, I carved a small rune on the new pillow, blanket, cup, and other things at night.
Aunt Dorothy taught me this. It could track lost items, and it didn't require magic power. It only required a drop of blood. However, it could only be used on inanimate objects, and there was a distance limit. It could only guide people to the farthest place the rune could track.
However, the hospital was only so big, so he was not afraid that the tracking would fail.
I would never have imagined what would happen the next day.
I woke up to the nurse's exclamation. When I opened my eyes in a daze, I didn't notice anything wrong. The pillow was still there, the glass was still there, and nothing was wrong with it. It was just that my vision became shorter.
The nurse who came to wake me up covered her mouth and looked at me in surprise. I suddenly felt that she was a little tall, but wearing a sky-high dress didn't meet the hospital's dress code.
"Are you alright, Your Highness?" she asked shakily.
I had just woken up and was already in a daze. I was even more confused by her question."Uh, I guess? I had a good night's sleep."
"Is that so? Perhaps I misunderstood you. If you like to sleep on the floor, I must report it to the doctor, and he will agree."
"Sleeping on the ground? No, I don't have such a preference. I prefer soft beds."
The nurse looked even more wobbly. She asked weakly, "In that case, where's your bed? How did your bed disappear?"
Bed?
Disappeared?
I immediately looked down and realized I was lying on the ward floor. The soft bedding and fluffy pillow were all there, but the bed was missing.
Where was my bed?
"Where is my bed?"
After asking the nurse on night duty to investigate the surveillance cameras, she confirmed that no one had entered my ward, let alone transported such a spacious bed out.
It vanished into thin air beneath me.
I was speechless. After my parents found out, they thought it might be an attack from an unknown enemy, so they sent a Silver Moon Pack werewolf grandmaster to the hospital to stay permanently. My dad also came.
"I'm sorry, Dad. I always get into trouble." I felt a little guilty. Be it intentional or not, I always added unnecessary trouble at critical moments.
My dad comforted me that it was not my fault. I knew he would not blame me for this, but I could not chase that thought away.
Who could say it wasn't? Counting what I had experienced in the Silver Moon Pack, I was a troublemaker.
But even if the werewolf grandmaster and my dad were there, it was useless because the same thing happened the following day. This time, it wasn't just the bed. Everything around me, including the bedding, pillows, sheets, and even the pajamas on my body, was gone!
nove-lB/In
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644 Things Gone Missing
Yarin's POV:
Heller was a very competent messenger. Like Hermes, he delivered messages from the outside world. The little sparrow was his faithful companion.
Of course, this wasn't without a price. The bread in our patient's meal doubled. The nurse thought that we had a big appetite during the recovery period, but all of it went into the bird's mouth.
Of course, sparrows were with flaws. They were easily distracted. They were flying in the sky, but when they suddenly saw something on the roadside or on the tree that could attract them, they would immediately change their target. Compared to controlling sparrows, Heller was more worried about suppressing this subconscious reaction.
Our mom and her subjects had moved to an apartment building on the other side of the Silver Moon Pack. The dozens of rooms were large enough to accommodate the government personnel and military soldiers coming and going.
At least Heller couldn't control the sparrows to see the documents in the hands of our mom's secretary every time.
"Will we be excluded? Mom won't let us get involved anymore," he asked uneasily. "Maybe the next time we hear the news from her will be when all the criminals are caught."
I really wanted to say no, but I wasn't sure either. I even thought that his worries were very reasonable.
"Anyway, let's just get better first," I said. "Maybe things won't go so fast, although I hope those b*stards will be killed right now..."
The following two days were peaceful, except for some small strange things that happened occasionally.!
Things started to go missing in the ward: a cup or a few notes. One afternoon, I woke up from a nap and realized the pillow under my head was gone. I searched all over the sickbed, neither under the bed. Heller said he didn't see it either.
"Where exactly did it go..."
The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. Small things like cups or notes were fine. Maybe I accidentally threw them away, or the nurses took them away, but how could the pillow disappear for no reason? I asked the nurse outside. No one had come in. Even if someone had come in, what was the use of taking a pillow away?
"Heller, do you feel that you've lost something recently?"
After thinking briefly, Heller shook his head. "It's probably nothing. Even if there was, I can't see it."
I paid attention to it in the afternoon but didn't lose anything.
Would it happen when I was not aware?
Before sleeping, I carved a small rune on the new pillow, blanket, cup, and other things at night.
Aunt Dorothy taught me this. It could track lost items, and it didn't require magic power. It only required a drop of blood. However, it could only be used on inanimate objects, and there was a distance limit. It could only guide people to the farthest place the rune could track.
However, the hospital was only so big, so he was not afraid that the tracking would fail.
I would never have imagined what would happen the next day.
I woke up to the nurse's exclamation. When I opened my eyes in a daze, I didn't notice anything wrong. The pillow was still there, the glass was still there, and nothing was wrong with it. It was just that my vision became shorter.
The nurse who came to wake me up covered her mouth and looked at me in surprise. I suddenly felt that she was a little tall, but wearing a sky-high dress didn't meet the hospital's dress code.
"Are you alright, Your Highness?" she asked shakily.
I had just woken up and was already in a daze. I was even more confused by her question."Uh, I guess? I had a good night's sleep."
"Is that so? Perhaps I misunderstood you. If you like to sleep on the floor, I must report it to the doctor, and he will agree."
"Sleeping on the ground? No, I don't have such a preference. I prefer soft beds."
The nurse looked even more wobbly. She asked weakly, "In that case, where's your bed? How did your bed disappear?"
Bed?
Disappeared?
I immediately looked down and realized I was lying on the ward floor. The soft bedding and fluffy pillow were all there, but the bed was missing.
Where was my bed?
"Where is my bed?"
After asking the nurse on night duty to investigate the surveillance cameras, she confirmed that no one had entered my ward, let alone transported such a spacious bed out.
It vanished into thin air beneath me.
I was speechless. After my parents found out, they thought it might be an attack from an unknown enemy, so they sent a Silver Moon Pack werewolf grandmaster to the hospital to stay permanently. My dad also came.
"I'm sorry, Dad. I always get into trouble." I felt a little guilty. Be it intentional or not, I always added unnecessary trouble at critical moments.
My dad comforted me that it was not my fault. I knew he would not blame me for this, but I could not chase that thought away.
Who could say it wasn't? Counting what I had experienced in the Silver Moon Pack, I was a troublemaker.
But even if the werewolf grandmaster and my dad were there, it was useless because the same thing happened the following day. This time, it wasn't just the bed. Everything around me, including the bedding, pillows, sheets, and even the pajamas on my body, was gone!
nove-lB/In
644 Things Gone Missing Yarin's POV: Heller was a very competent messenger. Like Hermes, he delivered messages from the outside world. The little sparrow was his faithful companion. Of course, this wasn't without a price. The bread in our patient's meal doubled. The nurse thought that we had a big appetite during the recovery period, but all of it went into the bird's mouth. Of course, sparrows were with flaws. They were easily distracted. They were flying in the sky, but when they suddenly saw something on the roadside or on the tree that could attract them, they would immediately change their target. Compared to controlling sparrows, Heller was more worried about suppressing this subconscious reaction. Our mom and her subjects had moved to an apartment building on the other side of the Silver Moon Pack. The dozens of rooms were large enough to accommodate the government personnel and military soldiers coming and going. At least Heller couldn't control the sparrows to see the documents in the hands of our mom's secretary every time. "Will we be excluded? Mom won't let us get involved anymore," he asked uneasily. "Maybe the next time we hear the news from her will be when all the criminals are caught." I really wanted to say no, but I wasn't sure either. I even thought that his worries were very reasonable. "Anyway, let's just get better first," I said. "Maybe things won't go so fast, although I hope those b*stards will be killed right now..." The following two days were peaceful, except for some small strange things that happened occasionally.! Things started to go missing in the ward: a cup or a few notes. One afternoon, I woke up from a nap and realized the pillow under my head was gone. I searched all over the sickbed, neither under the bed. Heller said he didn't see it either. "Where exactly did it go..." The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. Small things like cups or notes were fine. Maybe I accidentally threw them away, or the nurses took them away, but how could the pillow disappear for no reason? I asked the nurse outside. No one had come in. Even if someone had come in, what was the use of taking a pillow away? "Heller, do you feel that you've lost something recently?" After thinking briefly, Heller shook his head. "It's probably nothing. Even if there was, I can't see it." I paid attention to it in the afternoon but didn't lose anything. Would it happen when I was not aware? Before sleeping, I carved a small rune on the new pillow, blanket, cup, and other things at night. Aunt Dorothy taught me this. It could track lost items, and it didn't require magic power. It only required a drop of blood. However, it could only be used on inanimate objects, and there was a distance limit. It could only guide people to the farthest place the rune could track. However, the hospital was only so big, so he was not afraid that the tracking would fail. I would never have imagined what would happen the next day. I woke up to the nurse's exclamation. When I opened my eyes in a daze, I didn't notice anything wrong. The pillow was still there, the glass was still there, and nothing was wrong with it. It was just that my vision became shorter. The nurse who came to wake me up covered her mouth and looked at me in surprise. I suddenly felt that she was a little tall, but wearing a sky-high dress didn't meet the hospital's dress code. "Are you alright, Your Highness?" she asked shakily. I had just woken up and was already in a daze. I was even more confused by her question."Uh, I guess? I had a good night's sleep." "Is that so? Perhaps I misunderstood you. If you like to sleep on the floor, I must report it to the doctor, and he will agree." "Sleeping on the ground? No, I don't have such a preference. I prefer soft beds." The nurse looked even more wobbly. She asked weakly, "In that case, where's your bed? How did your bed disappear?" Bed? Disappeared? I immediately looked down and realized I was lying on the ward floor. The soft bedding and fluffy pillow were all there, but the bed was missing. Where was my bed? "Where is my bed?" After asking the nurse on night duty to investigate the surveillance cameras, she confirmed that no one had entered my ward, let alone transported such a spacious bed out. It vanished into thin air beneath me. I was speechless. After my parents found out, they thought it might be an attack from an unknown enemy, so they sent a Silver Moon Pack werewolf grandmaster to the hospital to stay permanently. My dad also came. "I'm sorry, Dad. I always get into trouble." I felt a little guilty. Be it intentional or not, I always added unnecessary trouble at critical moments. My dad comforted me that it was not my fault. I knew he would not blame me for this, but I could not chase that thought away. Who could say it wasn't? Counting what I had experienced in the Silver Moon Pack, I was a troublemaker. But even if the werewolf grandmaster and my dad were there, it was useless because the same thing happened the following day. This time, it wasn't just the bed. Everything around me, including the bedding, pillows, sheets, and even the pajamas on my body, was gone! nove-lB/In
