A request arrived in the underworld one day: a commission to poison Marquis Rabito. What made it strange was the information tucked inside—Sarvello Rabito was not a man, but a spider. Lilie, temporarily at the helm of the underworld, couldn’t resist her curiosity. She slipped into the Marquis’ estate herself, eager to see what kind of creature could inspire such a peculiar warning. “Lilie, you’ll stay by my side, won’t you?” “Of course, Master.” She answered without hesitation, then vanished the moment the deed was done—clean, perfect, professional. But Lilie never noticed the silk-thin threads closing around her, or the trap already sprung. The spider had been waiting all along.