In the Voldi Godo mansion, silence was not always peace.
Sometimes… it was observation.
Several days had passed.
Neuro was awake more often now.
He lay in his bed, quietly watching.
The door opened.
A woman entered.
She was his caretaker.
Her name was Elena.
She had been taking care of him since his birth.
She walked closer and checked on him.
Then looked at his face.
She paused for a moment.
Like she always did.
She didn't know why.
But every time she looked into his eyes, something felt strange.
Neuro was not looking at her.
He was looking at the door.
As if waiting.
Then…
Footsteps.
They stopped right outside.
A child appeared at the entrance.
He did not enter.
He simply stood there.
His name was Kyle Voldi Godo.
Six years old.
One of the children who had already begun learning mana.
He looked inside.
Then at Neuro.
"This is the child they were talking about."
Elena turned toward him and said calmly:
"Don't stand at the door. If you have nothing to do here, leave."
But Kyle did not move.
He kept looking.
At that moment, Neuro slowly shifted his gaze.
From the door… to Kyle.
Silence.
Kyle felt something strange.
Not fear.
But not normal either.
As if that gaze… did not belong to a child.
He frowned.
"Strange…"
Neuro said nothing.
He only looked.
Inside his mind, a simple thought formed:
"Weak."
Kyle clenched his teeth.
He didn't like that feeling.
"I'll come back later."
Then he left.
Elena closed the door quietly.
Then looked at Neuro again.
This time… she let out a soft sigh.
"This won't be easy…"
Neuro slowly closed his eyes.
He didn't care much.
But something had begun.