Sylvester looked at L''s sleeping face, rolled up his pant legs, and carefully sat on the edge of her bed.


    Seeing her peacefully asleep, her chest rising and falling gently, he finally felt at ease.


    He reached out, his fingertips just brushing her cheek when L grabbed his finger.


    "Sylvester."


    Thinking he had woken her, he was about to speak when she shifted, wrapped both arms around his, and fell back asleep.


    Sylvester pulled closer, smiled, and whispered, "L, are you dreaming of me?"


    L mumbled something, her lips pouting slightly.


    No matter what roles L yed or how much blood she had on her hands, when she let her guard down, she always looked like the innocent little princess Sarah from the tribal forests. Sylvester gently touched her nose. "You know, I was so worried about you, and here you are, sleeping like a baby."


    He moved closer. In the moonlight, he noticed her lips were pale, not their usual red.


    His face darkened. He was about to get up when L''s grip tightened. He lifted her effortlessly with his left hand, cradling her securely. His right hand stroked her back, holding her close to his chest. With his tall frame, L looked tiny in his arms.


    She didn''t wake up, and his frown deepened. Normally, she would have woken up by now.


    Sylvester scanned the dorm room, not missing a single corner.


    He found nothing suspicious.


    What he didn''t know was that L had her people take away the burnt clothes and X-rays from the hospital as soon as she returned, even spraying perfume to cover the gasoline smell. No clues were left behind.


    Sylvester looked back at L. Not wanting to stay in the dorm room any longer, he grabbed a pink plush nket, wrapped her in it, and headed for the door.


    Just as he reached the door, he felt something unusual on the floor. He turned on his phone''s shlight and saw some yellow soil particles.


    The sky was getting brighter.


    A Maybach was parked in front of Holy Light Elite Academy''s dormitory.


    Robbie stood by the car and, after ten minutes, saw Sylvester emerge, carrying L.


    Robbie always thought Sylvester was crazy, but this time was different.


    Back in Ind Nation, they had just reached the temple when Sylvester suddenly felt a pain in his chest.


    Robbie thought it was Sylvester''s hereditary disease acting up and was wondering what to do when he saw Sylvester tremblingly take out his phone, repeatedly calling L, but no one answered. At that moment, he saw Sylvester''s face turn gloomy, almost deathly pale.