"Who!"

She gulped reflexively, then felt a little strange, she was a prisoner, right? Why were they so polite and knocked on the door before entering?

With that the lock was opened and an unrecognizable person drilled in.

It was a girl of a young age, dressed in what looked like the attired uniforms of the underlings she had seen in this mansion before.

It's the maid, isn't it?

She stood still and didn't move, looking at the other with a strange gaze, "Who are ...