Eileen was wearing a swimsuit, soaked from head to toe.

Unaware of her own condition, her eyes were fixed on the tall and majestic castle.

Rafael was inside, and she had no idea what had happened to him.

It was impossible to barge in forcibly.

If only she could contact Mr. Kalmien now.

But her phone and clothes were left inside.

Looking at the deserted street, Eileen felt a chill in her heart.

Istaria was vast and sparsely populated, making it difficult to find someone to borrow a phone from.

Suddenly, she remembered the hotel that had brought her here.

Perhaps the hotel would be willing to help her.

Moreover,...