The lady with mature charms and a maid uniform smiled slightly.
"I presume you are the one living here." She said, her voice melodious.
"…Yes." Mikhail replied, nodding his head. "How may I help you?"
"My master will be sharing this room with you." She replied with the same smile. "I just came to inspect before he arrives."
Mikhail frowned and gave the lady a deep look. 'It doesn't look like she is lying…'
With her body language, it was clear to him that the lady was relaxed and had no signs of tension.
'Either she is really good at hiding her emotions or she doesn't have any plans to harm me.'
Mikhail slowly opened the door fully before allowing her inside.
"Thank you." The lady said and entered.
She looked at the room that was already open and then at the room that was closed.
Without saying a word, she walked towards the closed room and opened it.
Mikhail slowly walked towards the kitchen and picked up a knife from the shelf.
'It would be nice if I had my spears here.'
