Five years ago, it was the day when Ivy had been trapped in the underground of the tower for a month.

“Hey, are you there?”

Ivy’s young voice echoed through the vast corridors and ceiling of the underground.

“If you’re there, come out!”

Ivy looked around, searching for someone.

She shouted behind pillars or in the corners of the corridor, but there was no response. So, displeasure quickly rose on Ivy’s cheeks.

Ivy glared at the empty space with a chubby expression, then decisively took determined steps.

Eventually, Ivy reached a spot where the railing of the corridor below was visible.

After surveying the grand and eerie scenery of the underground, Ivy suddenly knelt behind the railing. Then, as if he had made up his mind, he tried to jump down from that immense height.

Fortunately, at the moment Ivy was about to jump, someone caught her from behind. It was the man in black who had saved Ivy in front of the iron bars a few days ago.

When the man revealed himself, Ivy smiled confidently at him.

“I’m here. Why didn’t you answer?”

Despite Ivy’s shameless and impudent inquiry, the man, Dias, didn’t respond at all. Without any emotion or sentiment, he simply pulled Ivy off the railing.

“Hey, are you that woman’s lackey?”

Having caught onto a topic while causing trouble, Ivy asked impolitely.

If it were an ordinary person, they might have been surprised and glared at her, but Dias’s expressionless face remained unchanged.

“Leave.”

As Dias put Ivy down in the corridor, he turned away. Ivy grabbed the hem of his clothes rudely.

“I’ll jump if you leave.”

She even made an inappropriate threat.

Dias silently stared at Ivy for a moment, then handed her over to the underground dwellers like the annoying cat she was.

After receiving help from Dias, Ivy sought him out whenever she could. The reason was simple. Trapped endlessly in the tower’s underground, Ivy needed a place for her heart, and fortunately, Dias was there.

Though he was also a part of this disgusting tower, luckily, there was a corner where Ivy could attach affection.

He somewhat resembled a fortune-teller, and for this trivial reason, Ivy chose him.

“What’s your name?”

“Can’t you speak at all?”

“Why do you work in a place like this?”

Whenever Ivy felt bored, she approached Dias and tried to start a conversation. Dias, unable to do anything, reluctantly came out every time Ivy called herself a hostage.

However, what passed between them couldn’t be called a conversation.

“This place really seems insane.”

“Have you seen other kids tied up too?”

“Is Tienda an accomplice? Or do you not know?”

No matter how much Ivy shouted, Dias remained silent. Not only did he not respond, but even after several months, Ivy couldn’t hear his voice.

His golden eyes revealed no emotions, deep or murky.
Ivy didn’t particularly expect any response or sympathy from him. She merely complained, vaguely reminiscing about the times when she could talk to the fortune-teller however she pleased.

What Ivy did was somewhat similar to talking to a wall. It was only similar, not the same.

Dias had thoroughly lost his emotions to the Tower’s control, but he wasn’t a wall or a stone; he was a person. So, as time passed, he changed little by little.

Especially when Ivy’s rival, Miel Sedra, appeared, there was a significant change in Dias’s feelings.

“Hey, let go of this.”

“Release Ivy first.”

“Then release both together. One.”

“Two.”

“Three… Hey, you’re not releasing this? This is real!”

“Ivy hasn’t released it either, die right away!”

“Aaah!”

The small monster named Miel, who visited one day, awakened Ivy, a little devil.

Thus, when Ivy and Miel, who fought together and fell off the railing, Dias’s eyes towards Ivy were filled with emotion for the first time.

“What, why.”

With a broken leg, Ivy limped and vented her anger at Dias.

Because the hunting dog, looking at Ivy with the eyes of contempt for all the scum in the world, stared at her.

In this way, Ivy, a small demon, unknowingly conveyed human emotions to the emotionless hunting dog.

Dias, who was accustomed to dominating with strength, felt pathetic for the first time as he watched Ivy fiercely fight against Miel, who was tenacious.

“You didn’t stop, and I got hurt!”

When Dias left the scene and Ivy was brutally defeated by Miel, Ivy felt quite unjust when she forced her way through the situation.

“Hu hu hu, die and be buried in the ground, Miel Sedra.”

When Ivy prepared a dangerous trap to resist Miel’s power, Dias secretly became anxious about whether such things were okay.

The tenth hunting dog, who was afraid only of its owner, unwittingly began to feel emotions from the girl who spoke to him without him knowing.

Although it started with a sense of pity, Ivy, who knew this fact, was extremely angry. Nevertheless, Dias gradually recovered the emotions he had erased through Ivy.

When Ivy achieved a decisive victory over Miel and was about to break free from isolation, she was honestly a bit scared.