'But how did these two know I was here?'
'How strange...'
"Investigator?"
Wei'en tilted his head, looking her directly in the eyes. With a smile that wasn't quite a smile, he said, "It's been a while since I've heard that title. I actually kind of miss it."
"R-really?" Mitra instinctively averted her gaze, looking out beyond the railing. "I also miss my days in the Caster City State."
"Nocturnal City? I remember Marco saying you were in charge of it."
"Yes. It was the liaison point for the Desire Sect and the Glory Society. I'd been stationed there ever since I became a Favored One."
Mitra had no intention of hiding her identity. At this point, she couldn't imagine any way to escape—unless that hideous Lord of Desire itself descended to possess her body.
"I see,"
Wei'en gave a noncommittal nod. He was somewhat surprised by how cooperative this Favored One of the Desire Sect was being, but then again, he had come here fully prepared.
