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Chapter 145 Yumilia's Little-Known Habits

In the end, it was decided that she would stay at Ita's house for the time being. Although Yumilia still wanted to be with her mother, she agreed after thinking about what Caesar had said.

After they got home and settled in, Ita took them to her house and quickly arranged rooms for them.

At the same time, she also increased the security level of the mansion several levels, and even urgently transferred extra personnel from other places to move in. Even Caesar felt that she was being a little too cautious.

"From now on, restrict the number of people entering and leaving the mansion each day. All visitors must be strictly verified. There can be no mistakes. Also, the patrol guards around the mansion must be present 24 hours a day. Every entrance and exit must be guarded closely. Don't let a single rat in."

Ita gave Doruvan instructions on security tasks, while the old butler kept writing them down in his notebook with a blank expression.

"Also, tell the Blood Knights on Drendin's side to move faster. I want to see them here tonight."

“The order has already been sent over there, but Nevada said that cross-regional transfers require review by the Council of Elders, and he has already reported this matter to higher authorities,” Doruvan said.

"He's gone too far! Who does he think he is to dare interrogate me!" Ita slammed his fist on the table and shouted.

But upon noticing that Yumilia and Caesar were both watching her, she quickly coughed, stood up, and went to the side with Doruvan, lowering her voice to give the order:

“I’m not here and those guys in Drendin are already trying to cause trouble again. Have Marensu go back immediately to take charge, bypass the Council of Elders, and have him keep an eye on things. When I get back, I’ll settle accounts with them all,” Ita said coldly.

"Yes." Doruvan nodded and withdrew.

Back at the table, Ita sat down next to Yumilia with a beaming smile.

“Everything is arranged, so you can rest assured. There won’t be any problems. If you’re scared, you can sleep in the same room as me,” she said to Yumilia.

Then she winked at Caesar: "Caesar, come along too, that way Yumilia will feel safer."

“Ita… I’m not that cowardly,” Yumilia said, blushing.
Only little kids are afraid to sleep alone; she's an adult now.

“I’m scared. Can Yumilia sleep with me?” Ita asked with a squinting smile.

“Ita.” Yumilia pouted and looked at Ita angrily.

Caesar took a sip of tea and said to Yumilia, "You should sleep with Ita. After all, it's not easy to deal with an accident if you sleep alone."

That thing is either targeting Yumilia or him. After its last failure, it certainly won't give up and will definitely come back again. And you can't predict the appearance of such a strange thing. No matter how strong the security is, things can still go wrong.

"And what about you, Caesar?" Ita asked expectantly.

“I sleep alone,” Caesar said.

He thought that if that thing was aimed at him, separating them would definitely make Yumilia and the others safer.

But when he looked up, he saw Yumilia's worried eyes.
"Caesar, is it alright for one person to handle this?"

At this moment, Ita coughed and clapped his hands, and then a group of guards in black entered carrying briefcases.

They placed the suitcases on the table and opened them one by one, revealing rows of guns gleaming with metallic luster.

They come in all sizes, long and short, and are equipped with a full set of ammunition. Caesar even saw the Mulland 7, which was only sold within the military. This rifle was known as the king of infantry because of its excellent performance and adaptability to various combat environments.

"What are you doing?" Caesar asked, looking at her with confusion.

"Here are your weapons, Caesar. With these guns, you can protect yourself well on your own, right?" Ita smiled.
"Many wealthy businessmen and high-ranking officials do this nowadays; they keep a gun under their pillow so that if they wake up in the middle of the night and encounter danger, they can just pull it out and fire."

"Can you please stop being so impulsive?" Caesar said helplessly.

Besides, does his ability even require a gun?
Although Itha did this to show Yumilia, to reassure her about Caesar.

“It’s good to have one just in case,” Ita said.

"For example, this Rowans revolver, although it's very light, is actually quite powerful, isn't it?"

Ita was about to show him the gun when he suddenly noticed that Yumilia beside him was stroking a pistol.

It was a 1611 semi-automatic pistol, small in size, with a brownish-yellow metal casing and a walnut grip, standing out as quite ordinary among the other weapons. Yumilia touched the metal casing, grasped the grip, and pulled it from the recess in the box.
Caesar was about to warn her to be careful when he saw Yumilia skillfully remove the magazine, find it empty, put it aside, flick it with her thumb, the hammer silently tilted back, then with a gentle flick of her index finger, the safety popped out, and she pulled the bolt, making a low, resonant sound of a spring contracting.

Yumilia held it in her hand, staring at it with her eyes lowered, as if recalling something.

When she looked up, she noticed that Caesar and Itha were staring at her in disbelief.

"Uh, should I not have touched it so casually?" She awkwardly put the pistol back in its place.

"Yumeria, how... how did you learn to use it?" Caesar asked in astonishment.

Moreover, it seems that Yumilia not only knows how to use it, but is definitely very skilled at it. The habit of removing the magazine and checking the ammunition as soon as she gets the gun is something that only long-term gun users have.

“I studied it for a while,” Yumilia said shyly, “but my marksmanship is terrible; I only learned a little bit.”

"It's alright, Yumilia, you should also take a weapon for self-defense. It's always good to have some protection." Ita took the gun and handed it to Yumilia.

"I...I don't need it..." Yumilia hurriedly waved her hand in refusal.

Caesar's eyes narrowed. Yumilia's movements were practiced; she couldn't have done this with only a little experience.
It's likely that Yumilia experienced wartime in the past, and in that chaotic era, prolonged exposure to firearms was not unusual.

Institute of Ecology

"Yes, Xue Lai looks very healthy today,"

Muirner gently stroked the little pink fairy in his palm.

Today is Saturday, and this afternoon is the day I had arranged with Muirner to exchange research ideas.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I might have to leave a little early today, so I probably won't be able to keep you company with our chat," Caesar said.

"Hmm? Is it because of something?" Muirner asked curiously.

"Well...it's because of some things that happened at home." She didn't reveal too much to Muirna Caesar, after all, her position was still the director of the Kingdom's Ecological Institute.

"I see," Muirner seemed a little disappointed, but didn't say anything more.

"Alright then, I won't keep you any longer, Xiao Sa. Just go home early," she said.

"Oh, right, Xiao Sa," she said, then remembered something else, "the capital is going to implement a curfew soon, probably starting as early as tonight. No one will be allowed to wander the streets after 11 pm. Be careful and don't go out unnecessarily at night."

"A curfew?" Caesar asked in surprise. "Why?"

“Well…” Muirner shrugged. “Some minor issues, I heard it’s about catching spies or something.”

"Um"

Caesar felt that this couldn't be the reason, but Muirner didn't reveal any more.

After leaving the Ecological Institute, he hadn't walked far down the street when he heard the kingdom's curfew announcement broadcast throughout the city. Tonight, all the city's loudspeakers were announcing the news: after 11 p.m., wandering the streets was prohibited, and violators would be sentenced to imprisonment for endangering public safety.

The entire capital was filled with complaints.

Logically, a curfew should be announced in advance. With such an emergency arrangement, it's hard to believe that nothing went wrong.

"Could it be related to what happened last night?" he wondered.

However, it's unlikely to be just because of a parasitic monster, but it might be related to it.

Caesar snorted.

He wanted to see what these people were up to in the city so late at night.

(End of this chapter)